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Ayrell/Logs/Wild Magic 02102025/The Sight Continues
| The Sight Continues |
| Event Date: 2/10/2025 |
| Event Instance: Prime |
Date
It has been 451 years, 344 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 9th month of Dolefaren the Brigantine (ship) in the year of the Amber Phoenix.
It is currently fall and it is evening.
Log
[Eyes of the Thirteen, Eye of Truffenyi]
The granite platform sparkles slightly where touched by the diffused light shed by the silvery blue dome. Rising from the altar's center is an ornately carved triptych statue crafted so seamlessly as to appear an extension of the same stone of the altar.
You also see a pile of rocks, a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail (sleeping), an ash grey backpack, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it and a tall silver candlestick.
Also here: Crypt Guardian Relay, Dawnsworn Briaen, Defender of the Faith Unaka, Sir Imroth, White Gladiolus Allye, Knight of Meraud Tirost, Primal Lady Zalinyar, Emerald Knight Vaddon, Wild Card Elore, Leviathan Friend Lupdels, Lunar Princess Angel, Soul Surgeon Zynell, Heart Tender Kethrai, Healer Aerilia, Ryeka, Valta Varna Mistanna, Sublime Mender Kerennya, Reverend Gragnel, Umptiskrunk, Outrider Chrysagon, Verminarrde, Shadow Mage Telamont, Thinker Couri, Stoneborn Grumblesworth, Pure Spirit Mazilyn, Lady Knight Elurora, Lanahh Pejek'zhra Isaish and Shh'oiyvh-ur Ograth Elizzibiana.
Zalinyar chuckles at Angel.
Briaen gives a gracious nod.
Elurora hugs Nawain.
Unaka says, Food is always good to have around.
Elurora takes a sip of her chai.
Allye nods in agreement.
Nawain hugs Elurora, getting a smile in return.
Relay smiles at Mazilyn.
Ryeka nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Tirost nods to Unaka.
Grumblesworth casually observes the area.
Mazilyn bounces around happily.
Umptiskrunk says, "Holy-Zynell said Ox-God not mind."
Zynell nods in agreement.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Unaka asks, "How is everyone?"
Mazilyn exclaims, "Peachy!"
Ryeka nods to Briaen.
Imroth says, "Good enough."
Aerilia says, "Doing well."
Mazilyn beams at Unaka!
Aerilia smiles.
Elurora says, "Well enough considering."
Imroth asks Unaka, "Yourself?"
Ryeka gets a glass of cinnamon cider from inside her spidersilk backpack.
Gragnel asks Unaka, "Hey, it's me. Gragnel. I'm doing alright, thanks for asking. How about you?"
Tirost chuckles at Elore.
Ryeka offers Unaka a glass of cinnamon cider.
Gragnel waves to Unaka.
Unaka waves to Gragnel.
Couri smiles at Unaka.
Unaka says to Gragnel, Hey there.
Unaka accepts Ryeka's cinnamon cider.
Unaka takes a sip of her cider.
Ryeka says, "I found that at the Golden Phoenix Inn."
Relay joins Zynell's group.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Ryeka says, "My favorite on cold days."
Ryeka nods.
Unaka says, "I'm doing okay. Takes a lot out of me to do what I did last time."
Angel says to Unaka, "Ask us after the machine that Liraxes is building is finished."
Angel smiles.
Tirost smiles at Ryeka.
Unaka nods to Angel.
Unaka guzzles down some of her cider and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
Gragnel nods to Unaka.
Lupdels puts his drake in his hooded cloak.
Allye nods to Unaka.
Gragnel says to Unaka, "Yeah, seemed to be very taxing for you."
Angel smiles at Zalinyar.
Unaka asks, "Did you all think more about what I said last time? Have something good prepared for Truffenyi?"
Lupdels gets a flagon of Black Tog ale from atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Kethrai gives Unaka a slight nod.
Zynell says, "There are cigars in the ash backpack i you forgot an offering."
Ryeka gets a crystal ox bead from inside her herb kit.
Gragnel says to Unaka, "I have something prepared, yes."
Ryeka offers Unaka a crystal ox bead.
Mazilyn exclaims, "I did!"
Tirost asks Briaen, "You heard holy visions, and came out of your coffin to join us?"
Unaka nods.
Mazilyn nods emphatically at Unaka.
Unaka declines Ryeka's offer.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Umptiskrunk says to Unaka, "Ump got words to share."
Ryeka nods.
Unaka says to Ryeka, "Save it for him."
Nawain giggles at Tirost.
Ryeka nods to Unaka.
Briaen says to Tirost, "It -is- a very cozy coffin."
Ryeka moves a crystal ox bead to her left hand.
Tirost laughs!
Angel chortles softly at some secret joke.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Unaka says, "Okay. Then I think this is how we're gonna do it."
Lupdels takes a sip of his ale.
Lupdels puts his ale in his green backpack.
Nawain gets a verdant jadeleaf prayer mat graced with golden butterflies and wildlace tassels from inside her slender rugursora.
Zynell gets a burned shadegrown cigar from inside her mistglass phylactery.
Zynell gets a shadow-black dragon with night diamond eyes and claws from inside her encompassing shadows.
Unaka says, "As you're giving prayers to Truffenyi, I'm going to kinda... focus myself."
Nawain reverently lays her prayer mat at her feet, smoothing out its corners.
Lupdels gets a whiskey-laced cigar from inside a pale spiritwood cigar case clasped with an indurium Bloodworm Comet.
Lupdels gets a gold-plated lava drake with bared teeth from inside his hooded cloak.
Ryeka nods to Unaka.
Angel ponders.
Allye nods to Unaka.
Elurora puts her chai in her square lunchbox.
Isaish reverently lays her prayer mat at her feet, smoothing out its corners.
Unaka says, "I think if I focus on one of those questions we talked about last time, I might get something related. Dunno, but going to try. Could also just be other visions related to the kinda... threads that I see."
Isaish sits down on the prayer mat.
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Lupdels inhales a great swallow of air.
Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Unaka.
Nawain sits down on the prayer mat.
Ryeka nods to Unaka.
Gragnel says, "Well gosh, fine... I'll get my mat out too."
Kethrai nods to Unaka.
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Gragnel puts his wine in his bag.
Nawain grins at Gragnel.
Gragnel puts his cane in his bag.
Gragnel gets a midnight-blue nightsilk prayer tapestry with elegant black fringe from inside his bag.
Gragnel reverently lays his prayer tapestry at his feet, smoothing out its corners.
Gragnel sits down on the prayer tapestry.
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Angel chants in an alto voice:
"Truffenyi, have mercy on us. Forgive us for misusing magical powers we have. Continue to grant us health, as that is our biggest blessing you bestow upon us."
Angel chants in an alto voice:
"Truffenyi, have mercy on us. Forgive us for misusing magical powers we have. Continue to grant us health, as that is our biggest blessing you bestow upon us."
Unaka says, "I've been working on the two questions people told me at the event for Kertigen."
Mazilyn beams at Unaka!
Ryeka says, "Cheer una."
Ryeka blinks.
Ryeka rubs her eyes.
Imroth asks, "What are the questions?"
Ryeka mutters something into the air about what was in that cider.
Isaish wipes her face with her apple pin and begins to blink furiously!
Imroth says, "I wasn't able to be there."
Unaka says, "Aerilia was asking how we can best support the Immortals to achieve victory."
Kerennya says, "For those of us who weren't there."
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Relay joins Couri's group.
Tirost says, "Good question."
Unaka says, "And Mazilyn asked why this fight is happening now, and not hundreds of years ago."
Ryeka nods.
Unaka says, "Which one of those should I focus on first today? Dunno how many chances we will get."
Unaka guzzles down some of her cider and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
Grumblesworth ponders.
Gragnel says, "Oh man, you missed out. There was this beautiful raven. And this golden light.... just. Wow."
Aerilia says, "I've my bias."
Aerilia smiles quickly.
Tirost smiles at Gragnel.
Kethrai says, "I'm certainly biased, but I want to understand more about the conflict, not just how to take a side in it."
Unaka nods to Aerilia.
Ryeka says, "If time is of the essense, we should start with how to best help The Immortals."
Elurora slowly says, "I would like to know Mazilyn's myself."
Tirost quietly says to Gragnel, "I was already sorry I missed it..."
Nawain says, "How to help seems most important. We can learn why later."
Zalinyar nods to Kethrai.
Allye nods to Nawain.
Allye nods to Ryeka.
Gragnel says to Tirost, "Its okay, we're gonna party it up in Saemaus' honor next. Be there or be not around."
Gragnel chuckles.
Unaka asks, "Is that two for why now, and three for how to help?"
Imroth says, "I am also interested in the why."
Tirost chuckles.
Unaka says, "Okay that's three and three."
Allye exclaims, "Four for how to help!"
Unaka nods to Allye.
Mistanna says, "Five for how to help."
Imroth nods.
Kerennya says, "I feel like we have some ideas on how to help, so would be interested in the why now."
Umptiskrunk says, "Ump want to help."
Nawain says, "I have faith that it's a good reason. But all the good reasons in the world won't matter if we're needed and aren't ready."
Nawain shifts her weight.
Ryeka moves a crystal ox bead to her right hand.
Zynell says, "I like to know why."
Couri nods.
Couri says, "Why."
Ears tilted forward, Zynell curls her tail around Telamont's waist loosely.
Aerilia says, "Quite the split. A sign both questions are good."
Gragnel says, "I'm pretty curious why, I mean that could possibly give us the answer on how to help."
Lupdels asks, With this cigar, which I shall light for Truffenyi, I would like to affiliate myself with those that ask Why Now?
Unaka says, "Sounds like we go for how to help first. If it works and I'm not too tired, maybe we can keep going. We'll see. Might need more time."
Tirost nods to Aerilia.
Kerennya nods to Unaka.
Ryeka nods to Unaka.
Unaka asks, "Oh now it seems split again. Someone count up for me?"
Elizzibiana leans back against Isaish with a loving smile.
Nawain chuckles.
Elizzibiana smirks at Isaish.
Nawain asks, "Where's Messica?"
Zalinyar says, "Why."
Nawain casually observes the area.
Imroth chuckles at Nawain.
Unaka says, "Okay okay, let's try it this way."
Allye laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Zalinyar says, "Is as important as how. How isn't important without a why."
Relay says, "I would like to know why."
Rienth came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Kethrai asks, "Six for how to help, and eight... nine, for why?"
Unaka says, "Raise your hand if your vote is for how to help."
Telamont says, "As would I."
Ryeka raises her hand.
Allye raises her hand.
Nawain raises her hand.
Aerilia raises her hand.
Umptiskrunk raises his hand.
Elore raises her hand.
Mistanna raises her hand.
Angel raises her hand.
Vaddon raises his hand.
Unaka asks, "Okay, now raise your hand if your vote is for why now?"
Mazilyn raises her hand.
Imroth raises his hand.
Kethrai raises his hand.
Elurora raises her hand.
Grumblesworth raises his hand.
Lupdels raises his hand.
Gragnel raises his hand.
Zynell raises her hand.
Zalinyar raises her hand.
Telamont raises his hand.
Kerennya raises her hand.
Couri raises her hand.
Relay raises his hand.
Gragnel whistles a merry tune.
Vaddon smiles as he tries to raise his other hand but stops.
Unaka says, "Okay, so will focus on why now."
Lupdels laughs at Vaddon.
Aerilia nods.
Allye nods to Unaka.
Angel chuckles.
Imroth smiles.
Mazilyn beams at Unaka!
Elurora smiles at Unaka.
Unaka guzzles down some of her cider and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
Ryeka chuckles.
Unaka lets loose with a loud belch and rubs her belly!
Umptiskrunk asks Unaka, "You want Ump give prayer now?"
Umptiskrunk looks about with a puzzled expression on his face.
Unaka says, "Yeah. Let's get started. You all pray, I'll prepare."
Lupdels begins to pray.
Allye nods.
Umptiskrunk exclaims, "Okay!"
Ryeka nods.
Allye kneels down.
Vaddon cocks his head.
Kerennya kneels down.
Ryeka lets out a hearty cheer for Umptiskrunk!
Couri begins to pray.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Umptiskrunk slowly says, "Ump not the best common speak. But, Ump do Ump's best."
Elurora kneels down.
Allye begins to pray.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Unaka says, "The more you speak, the better. The more heartfelt, the better."
Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Hey, Ox-God, it be Ump. No, Ump not need mercy this time. No, Ump not done stuff to forgive."
Mistanna begins to pray.
Aerilia kneels down.
Umptiskrunk questioningly asks, "Ump come to Ox-God with big question. Is okay, yes? Ump can ask, right? Ox-God hear Ump talk?"
Nawain begins to pray.
Elurora gazes at Umptiskrunk.
Unaka says to Umptiskrunk, "Truffenyi understands Toggish. Go ahead and speak in your native language."
Allye nods to Umptiskrunk.
Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Okay! Ump not hear Ox-God say, "Okay!" But, Ump know it okay. Thanks, guy."
Briaen gazes upward.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Umptiskrunk slowly says, "Pretty-Paladin tell everyone Ox-God has big message. Lots words. Lots sights. Hard understand. Much confuse."
Kethrai sighs thoughtfully.
Umptiskrunk says, "Whole lotta stuff, little time."
Tirost gets a circular golden lyre set with jagged shards of topaz from inside his instrument case.
Umptiskrunk nods emphatically.
Umptiskrunk slowly says, "Ump knows, Ump is Moon Mage. See WILD things, too."
Umptiskrunk chortles softly at some secret joke.
Elurora appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Not Ox-God fault. Is okay, guy."
Umptiskrunk smiles.
Umptiskrunk questioningly asks, "Anyways, can Ox-God help pretty-Paladin-Unaka show people message? Make message more clear?"
Unaka nods to Umptiskrunk.
Umptiskrunk confidentially says, "Ox-God can be Ump's pal. It okay, guy. You do Ump a solid, Ump do you a solid."
Umptiskrunk appreciatively says, "Thanks, guy."
Kethrai carefully says, "Truffenyi, Father of Civilization... I cannot offer you prayer with my lips while my heart feels nothing but doubt. But I WANT to understand. So if I cannot offer praise, I can at least offer a price. Please take this offering of my memories, and in exchange, I beg you for knowledge that would bring clarity about your purpose."
Kethrai gets a glowing Truffenyi orb from inside his rose-colored haversack.
Unaka says, "Oh and uh, maybe a Cleric should organize stuff so people don't talk over each other."
Kethrai sheepishly says, "And Hodierna forgive me my brief dalliance..."
Gragnel sighs.
Gragnel's shoulders bow as if under some great burden.
As Kethrai starts to place his Truffenyi orb on the altar it leaps from his hand and suddenly glows brightly, hovering just above the altar before it bursts into a flash of excruciatingly beautiful light which instead of dissipating, streaks around the area as tendrils of light representing every color of the rainbow.
Then, an instant later, the multicolored lights gather around Kethrai and mix together, forming a white mass of brightness which completely obscures him from sight. Slowly, it appears to seep into Kethrai, until all the light is gone and Kethrai appears somehow changed.
Allye grins at Kethrai.
Gragnel stands up.
Elurora pats Kethrai on the back.
Aerilia smiles at Kethrai.
Ryeka smiles at Kethrai, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Gragnel says, "Please whisper to me if you'd like to speak."
Tirost smiles at Kethrai.
Unaka points at Gragnel.
Unaka says, "The Cleric with the hair volunteers."
Gragnel gets a pitted iron comb from inside his leather longcoat.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.
Elore appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Allye chortles softly at some secret joke.
Nawain giggles.
Chrysagon grins.
Zalinyar leans back against Vaddon with a loving smile.
Zalinyar bats her eyes at Vaddon.
(Tirost's fingers move idly for a moment over the strings of a golden lyre.)
Gragnel points at Aerilia.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Gragnel nods to Aerilia.
Ryeka chuckles.
Aerilia clears her throat.
Aerilia gets a glowing Truffenyi orb from inside her leather backpack.
Aerilia holds a glowing Truffenyi orb high into the air for all to see.
Aerilia recites:
"Lord Truffenyi, father of civilization and mortals, hear our words of praise and gratitude."
Aerilia recites:
"We give thanks to You for the fires by which we huddle together for warmth and comfort in the dark of night.
We give thanks to You for the roofs over our heads that protect us from gale, rain and snow.
We give thanks to You for the walls that hold back the wilderness and safeguard us from vicious beasts."
Imroth kneels down.
Aerilia recites:
"We give thanks to You for the schools in which we study and the markets that sell the products of our hands.
We give thanks to You for the temples in which we find peace and clarity of soul.
We give thanks to You for the roads we travel upon to bring our wares and culture to our neighbors."
Aerilia recites:
"Lord Truffenyi, father of civilization and mortals, Your children shall stand with You and Your kin against any foe,
For we have always been able to accomplish more together than alone."
As Aerilia starts to place her Truffenyi orb on the altar it leaps from her hand and suddenly glows brightly, hovering just above the altar before it bursts into a flash of excruciatingly beautiful light which instead of dissipating, streaks around the area as tendrils of light representing every color of the rainbow.
Then, an instant later, the multicolored lights gather around Aerilia and mix together, forming a white mass of brightness which completely obscures her from sight. Slowly, it appears to seep into Aerilia, until all the light is gone and Aerilia appears somehow changed.
Aerilia bows.
Gragnel smiles.
Unaka moves to stand next to the altar, centering herself in front of it but facing the crowd. She closes her eyes briefly, breathing deeply, and the glimmers of light above her head flicker slightly.
Ryeka beams!
Kerennya smiles.
Tirost praises Aerilia.
Chrysagon raises an eyebrow.
Vaddon kneels down.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Angel begins to pray.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Gragnel says, "Please, once again, whisper to me if you have a presentation you'd like to make."
Gragnel points at Zynell.
Chrysagon kneels down.
Gragnel nods to Zynell.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Chrysagon begins to pray.
Zynell points her shadow-black dragon at a burned shadegrown cigar and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.
Zynell recites:
"My shadows have found their way as civilization developed.
Truffenyi guides the development."
High Priestess Maraisel came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Zynell takes a long drag off of a burning shadegrown cigar.
Chrysagon looks up with a sigh as a shadegrown cigar slips silently off of the altar.
Vaddon tilts his head down.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Maraisel kneels down.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Zynell recites:
"But Damaris lifts our dreams, encouraging humanity to reach for their potential.
I pray for clarity in vision and dream of the future."
Zynell reverently places a burning shadegrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Imroth bows his head and chants a prayer.
Tirost nods.
Angel begins to pray.
Elizzibiana nods to Isaish.
Zynell picks up a shadegrown cigar.
Zynell nods to Gragnel.
Gragnel points at Tirost.
Zynell puts her cigar in her encompassing shadows.
Zynell picks up an ash grey backpack.
Elizzibiana snorts at Isaish.
Gragnel nods to Tirost.
Imroth gestures at Unaka.
Brilliant, hair-like threads of light form a wispy crown around Unaka's head.
(Tirost's fingers glide over the strings of a golden lyre, producing a rich and wondrous melody.)
Isaish chuckles at Elizzibiana.
Zynell puts her dragon in her encompassing shadows.
Zynell gets a burning shadegrown cigar from atop a low granite altar.
Zynell snuffs out her shadegrown cigar.
Tirost chants in a baritone voice:
"O wonders your guiding hand bestowed!
Mighty towers and well-crafted walls,
Sentinels, tireless and upright stand,
So order not into chaos falls."
Zynell reverently places a burned shadegrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Zalinyar touches a sungrown cigar with a glowing finger, and it quickly catches fire.
Zynell offers her cigar to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Zynell drops an ash grey backpack.
Tirost chants in a baritone voice:
"And swiftest roads that mark the way
Through hills, and plains, and swampy fens,
Where folk with goods and knowledge pass,
Like seeds upon the autumn winds"
Elizzibiana gives a faint frown and pokes Isaish in her ribs.
Umptiskrunk reverently places a crystal ox bead atop the granite altar.
(Tirost continues to play a golden lyre, and the melodious sound of its strings fills the area.)
Umptiskrunk offers his bead to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Lupdels points his lava drake at a whiskey-laced cigar and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.
Tirost chants in a baritone voice:
"Lead to soil tilled, and crops that thrive,
To water in her cistern stored.
New techniques sustain new life,
And cities grow and wealth takes form."
Unaka keeps her eyes closed, listening intently. The air seems to thrum slightly, and the halo fades briefly in and out of view over her head, flaring into a crown for a moment as Imroth casts upon her.
Zalinyar takes a long drag off of a burning sungrown cigar.
Lupdels puffs on his whiskey-laced cigar.
Verminarrde bows his head and chants catechisms.
Tirost chants in a baritone voice:
"Now thrive Faenella's beloved arts!
Which the soul of every mortal lifts,
Yet the wonders of good culture rest
Upon our lord Truffenyi's gifts,"
Lupdels reverently places a burning whiskey-laced cigar atop the granite altar.
Tirost chants in a baritone voice:
"So though my words are scant and poor,
I offer them with naked hope
In praise to our immortal guide
For the priceless treasures he bestowed."
Isaish chortles softly at some secret joke.
(Tirost's fingers slow, and then cease to touch the strings of the lyre. The final note of the melody fades.)
Elore smiles at Tirost.
Umptiskrunk fidgets nervously.
Umptiskrunk gets some Mom's special haggis from atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Zalinyar exhales some tobacco smoke. The smell reminds you of a warm summer sun.
Aerilia smiles at Tirost.
Umptiskrunk messily gobbles down some Mom's special haggis.
Umptiskrunk licks the tips of his fingers.
Tirost gently sets a circular golden lyre into his instrument case.
Nawain smiles at Tirost.
Zynell bows her head and mutters a short prayer in a hushed voice. Raising her head, she glances to the shadows with a knowing smile.
Gragnel nods to Tirost.
Gragnel says, "Please, once again, whisper to me if you have a presentation you'd like to make."
Unaka exhales as the music ends, relaxing, and the halo flares even brighter.
Gragnel nods to Allye.
Allye smiles at Gragnel.
Elurora gazes at Unaka.
Vaddon uses his index finger to trace an X across his chest.
(Allye stands and steps forward toward the altar.)
Allye gets a fried honeyberry hand pie liberally coated with cinnamon and sugar from inside a little lilac lunchbox.
Elurora grins at Allye.
Allye says, "Lord Truffenyi, I thank you for the guidance and grace that you have shared with us for all this time. I pray you continue to protect and empower your champion, Unaka, whose presence fills many of us with so much comfort, confidence, and direction."
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Defier of the Heralds Saragos came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Nawain waves to Saragos.
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.
Gragnel gets a shadegrown cigar from inside an ash grey backpack.
Gragnel puts his cigar in an ash grey backpack.
Gragnel gets a burning whiskey-laced cigar from atop a low granite altar.
Allye reverently places a fried honeyberry hand pie liberally coated with cinnamon and sugar atop the granite altar.
Gragnel nods to Allye.
Zalinyar takes a long drag off of a burning sungrown cigar.
Allye offers her pie to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Gragnel nods to Mazilyn.
Gragnel points at Mazilyn.
(Allye makes her way back to her spot in the gathered crowd, kneeling once more.)
Unaka breathes inward as Allye speaks, eyes closed, her hands closing and opening as if attempting to grasp something. A faint humming sound can be heard, and the halo flares brightly into existence again for a moment.
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Truffenyi, hi."
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"As a new convert, I wanna say
Thanks for trying to help us understand what's goin on."
Nawain gazes at Unaka.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Lupdels ponders.
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"As Unaka suggested, I thought real hard about what I liked about civilization and inventions and I think I like most of it."
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I like the creativity found in tinkering.
I like the artistic visions in the sprawling cities.
I like the lack of limits for innovation."
Mazilyn nods emphatically at Unaka.
Tirost nods.
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"With your guidance, we can direct these ideas to further the improvement of community."
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Please similarly guide the ideas found in Unaka's visions.
The blueprints and instructions are still really complicated and umm.."
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I haven't gotten that far in my intellectual studies."
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Please use your Fatherly patience to sound out the visions with us.
Thanks! Mazi"
Elurora smiles at Mazilyn.
Imroth clears his throat.
Nawain grins at Mazilyn.
Wild Card Elore wanders up.
Gragnel grins at Mazilyn.
Mazilyn exclaims, "OH! and i carved this for you!"
Ryeka smiles at Mazilyn, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Mazilyn smiles brightly as she bounces over to the altar and places an ox bead that looks more like a potato with horns on the altar
Aerilia smiles.
Mazilyn reverently places an amber ox bead atop the granite altar.
Mazilyn offers her bead to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Couri beams at Mazilyn!
(Mazilyn bounces back to her spot)
Kethrai grins wryly.
Mazilyn gets a glowing Truffenyi orb from inside her white backpack.
Gragnel chuckles.
As Mazilyn starts to place her Truffenyi orb on the altar it leaps from her hand and suddenly glows brightly, hovering just above the altar before it bursts into a flash of excruciatingly beautiful light which instead of dissipating, streaks around the area as tendrils of light representing every color of the rainbow.
Then, an instant later, the multicolored lights gather around Mazilyn and mix together, forming a white mass of brightness which completely obscures her from sight. Slowly, it appears to seep into Mazilyn, until all the light is gone and Mazilyn appears somehow changed.
Vaddon shifts his weight.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Mazilyn says, "And that."
Gragnel nods to Nawain.
Mazilyn nods.
Gragnel points at Nawain.
Nawain nods.
Nawain stands up.
Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Unaka tilts her head to one side slightly, listening intently. She furrows her brow. The glimmering lights flicker together, then flare even more brightly than before into the halo!
Gragnel puts his comb in his leather longcoat.
Nawain recites:
"O Truffenyi, merciful Father of Elanthia,
Let our strength be Your strength as once more
You defend our world from that which would destroy it."
Gragnel takes a long drag off of a burning whiskey-laced cigar.
Nawain recites:
"Though our best warriors are as children in this fight,
Though our sharpest weapons are mere toys against the foe You shield us from,
Our hearts are full and our love is unwavering."
Nawain recites:
"May our faith be the unshakable foundation upon which Your victory is built.
We are strong because You are strong for us.
We are beloved because You love us.
We touch the stars, wield the lightning, nurture the living and restore the dead, all through Your grace."
Nawain recites:
"And when we transgress, imperfect children that we are,
May Your steadfast compassion remind us
That every failure is a lesson in how to do better next time."
Umptiskrunk smiles.
Umptiskrunk gets a flagon of Black Tog ale from atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Umptiskrunk takes a sip of his ale.
Nawain recites:
"At Your side and with Your blessings
Let us face each day renewed in body, mind, and spirit.
In Truffenyi's name we stand ready."
Nawain sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Gragnel nods.
Nawain gets a whiskey-laced cigar from inside her slender rugursora.
Nawain gets a vardite World Dragon set with crystalline dragon tear eyes from inside her slender rugursora.
Tirost nods to Nawain.
Nawain points her World Dragon at a whiskey-laced cigar and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.
Elurora smiles at Nawain.
Nawain puts her Dragon in her slender rugursora.
Nawain reverently places a burning whiskey-laced cigar atop the granite altar.
Gragnel takes a long drag off of a burning whiskey-laced cigar.
Unaka's breathing slows further, her concentration evident. The halo over her head churns and turns, glowing and dimming, but ultimately continues to get brighter.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Chrysagon winces.
Vaddon gets a shadegrown cigar from inside an ash grey backpack.
Kerennya gestures at Unaka.
Kerennya's sturdy belt emits a loud *snap*.
Vaddon gets a gold-plated lava drake with bared teeth from inside his tobacco pouch.
Kethrai mumbles a word of general praise.
You notice as a whiskey brown bear with a notched ear and curved dagger-like claws lumbers into the room.
The brown bear begins to watch the goings on carefully.
A glimmer in the dome catches your eye, reflecting off of a magpie's feather inlaid into the crystal.
Tirost stares intently at a whiskey brown bear with a notched ear and curved dagger-like claws for a moment.
Gragnel's whiskey-laced cigar glows faintly as it burns down.
Zynell gets a burning whiskey-laced cigar from atop a low granite altar.
Unaka takes a deep breath.
Zalinyar stares intently at a whiskey brown bear with a notched ear and curved dagger-like claws for a moment.
Zynell snuffs out her whiskey-laced cigar.
Gragnel nods to Angel.
Gragnel points at Angel.
Zynell reverently places a burned whiskey-laced cigar atop the granite altar.
Angel begins to pray.
Angel chants in an alto voice:
"Truffenyi, have mercy on us. Forgive us for misusing the magical powers we have. Continue to grant us health, which is the biggest blessing you bestow upon us. Give Unaka the wisdom and discernment she needs to guide us."
The brown bear sits down.
Lupdels gazes about, drinking in his surroundings.
Angel begins to pray.
Tirost nods to Angel.
Unaka's eyes snap open, golden light streaming from them momentarily as she scans the room.
Angel stands up.
Gragnel nods in agreement.
Lupdels inhales a great swallow of air.
Elurora stands up.
Elizzibiana stares intently at a whiskey brown bear with a notched ear and curved dagger-like claws for a moment.
Angel stands near Mistanna.
Allye gazes at Unaka.
Aerilia gazes at Unaka.
Elurora cocks her head at Unaka.
Gragnel says, "Okay, if there is nobody else. Allow me a few words...."
Zalinyar gazes at Unaka.
Gragnel gets a pitted iron comb from inside his leather longcoat.
Mistanna flashes a quick grin at Angel.
Vaddon puts his drake in his tobacco pouch.
Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.
Gragnel runs his iron comb through his hair.
Speaker Xionara came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Gragnel clears his throat.
Gragnel loudly says, "Greetings and salutations, one and all. I'm Reverend Gragnel Durbin, a Disciple of our mighty and fearsome Lord Damaris of the Immortal Thirteen."
Vaddon gets a gold-plated lava drake with bared teeth from inside his tobacco pouch.
Kethrai observes Gragnel with fascination.
Zynell gets a burned whiskey-laced cigar from atop a low granite altar.
Gragnel lightly touches his panther pin as he says a quick prayer.
Zynell offers Nawain a burned whiskey-laced cigar.
Tirost smiles at Xionara.
Gragnel nods.
Nawain accepts Zynell's whiskey-laced cigar.
Ryeka smiles at Gragnel, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Gragnel matter-of-factly says, "But, I hold reverence for every member of the Thirty-Nine and I suggest you do the same. It's just crazy not to."
Gragnel loudly says, "Being that what it is, I have prepared some words on noble Lord Truffenyi if you'll all just bear with me a moment."
Elurora gazes at Gragnel.
Ryeka nods in agreement.
Nawain reverently places a burned whiskey-laced cigar atop the granite altar.
Gragnel thankfully says, "You have my appreciation."
Nawain offers her cigar to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Gragnel clears his throat.
Gragnel adjusts his silver spectacles into place.
Gragnel recites:
"Mercy and forgiveness are your very nature.
Your suite of blessings able to bestow grace to many people from many walks of life.
Father to all of us mere mortals.
We gather in honor of your glorious name,
Lord Truffenyi."
Kerennya gets a maple ox figurine from inside her suede seabag.
Gragnel recites:
"On one hand you carry the hopes of us all for a swift end to the chaos.
While, in the other, you shelter us from the plight that others would see visited upon us.
Stalwart and true.
We gather in honor of your majestic name,
Lord Truffenyi."
Allye smiles at Gragnel.
Gragnel recites:
"My honorable, Lord Truffenyi, please continue to aid us in this fight."
Unaka continues scanning while listening, strength and tension evident in her broad shoulders.
Tirost nods.
Gragnel appreciatively says, "Thank you, once again."
Gragnel nods.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Elurora places a hand on her chest and bows her head.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Tirost mumbles a word of general praise.
Kethrai praises Gragnel.
Angel kneels down and begins to pray.
Nawain humbly kneels in the center of the prayer mat.
Angel gazes upward.
Unaka sonorously says, "I am ready."
Nawain gazes at Unaka.
Gragnel says, "Is there anyone else who would like to grace this gathering with action or...."
Mazilyn beams at Unaka!
Gragnel coughs.
Tirost gazes at Unaka.
Gragnel nods to Unaka.
Xionara perks up her ears, glancing alertly at Unaka.
Ryeka gazes at Unaka.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Unaka points at Lupdels.
Angel stands up.
Allye trills softly at Unaka.
Ryeka stands up.
Briaen gazes upward.
Xionara's feet are soaked.
Lupdels gets a Glythtide's Divine cigar from inside a pale spiritwood cigar case clasped with an indurium Bloodworm Comet.
Unaka says to Lupdels, "Step forward, if you will."
Kethrai gazes silently at Unaka.
Lupdels points his lava drake at a Glythtide's Divine cigar and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.
Lupdels reverently places a burning Divine cigar atop the granite altar.
Xionara brushes one ear with her hand, grooming it absentmindedly.
Unaka reaches out and touches Lupdels, and there is a brief golden flash! Lupdels appears dazed for a moment, and then blinks in surprise! Unaka appears to grit her teeth for a moment, as if in pain.
(Lupdels only)
As Unaka's large hand touches your forehead, your vision is overtaken by a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you see a stream of visions of the blossoming of civilization, set to ever more complex melodies. At first, simple hide drums are paired with stamping sticks in circles of tribal dances. Then you watch as a minstrel treks the roads, an ox by her side and a lute strapped to her back. You see a luthier bend over the form of what may become a violin, delicate strips of wood held in her steady hands. By her side stands a tall man smelling of tilled earth, one thick finger gently pointing to the curvature of the instrument, a few words whispered into her ear. Next, a musician pores over leaves of sheet music, scribbling furiously into the night, testing sounds upon an oboe. The delicate shifting melodies of a concerto ring in your ears as the visions fade.
Elurora glances at Lupdels.
Nawain gazes at Lupdels.
Elurora glances at Unaka.
Vaddon points his lava drake at a shadegrown cigar and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.
Ryeka blinks.
Umptiskrunk fidgets nervously.
Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Umptiskrunk just touched Unaka.
Xionara ponders.
Umptiskrunk gazes upward.
Lupdels gets a burning Divine cigar from atop a low granite altar.
Lupdels snuffs out his Divine cigar.
Vaddon puts his drake in his tobacco pouch.
Zalinyar stands near Vaddon.
Lupdels reverently places a burned Divine cigar atop the granite altar.
Lupdels offers his cigar to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Umptiskrunk takes a sip of his ale.
Lupdels stands up.
Kerennya looks with concern at Unaka.
Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Lupdels.
Unaka slowly empties her lungs.
Kethrai gestures at Unaka.
Soft waves of a gentle, warm peach color flicker around Unaka.
Imroth gazes at Lupdels.
Xionara sniffs the air around her.
Xionara sniffs the air around her.
Xionara sniffs at Isaish.
Mazilyn perks her ears up happily as she gazes at Unaka.
Umptiskrunk asks, "Ox-God, do solid? Things easier?"
Lupdels glances at Unaka.
Umptiskrunk raises an eyebrow.
Grumblesworth ponders.
Tirost softly asks Lupdels, "...What did you see?"
Lupdels inhales a great swallow of air.
Unaka stands patiently, waiting.
Gragnel sits down on the prayer tapestry.
Xionara angles her ears forward in curiosity.
Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.
Xionara sniffs the air around her.
Lupdels says, "I saw the beginning. The blossom of civilization. The rise of civilization like an ever more complex melody ..."
Gragnel reverently places a bottle atop the granite altar.
Kethrai quietly says to Unaka, "Hope that will help."
Zalinyar gazes at Lupdels.
Gragnel offers his bottle to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Vaddon reverently places a burning shadegrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Gragnel hums to himself.
Lupdels says, "At first, simple hide drums are paired with stamping sticks in circles of tribal dances."
Nawain observes Lupdels with fascination.
Vaddon glances about with a murderous look in his eyes.
Vaddon's offering is consumed in a blinding flash of light. When your vision clears, a glowing Truffenyi orb rests in its place upon the altar.
Unaka nods to Kethrai.
Umptiskrunk nods.
Ryeka nods to Lupdels.
Vaddon gets a glowing Truffenyi orb from atop a low granite altar.
Mazilyn bows her head and chants a prayer.
Lupdels says, "And then ... an Ox, Truffenyi? And a minstrel bringing a lute, violins, music ..."
Umptiskrunk says, "Umps dad played drums. That's where Ump's name come from."
Elizzibiana's throat contracts as a faint wisp of smoke rises from her lips.
Umptiskrunk nods.
Ryeka smiles at Umptiskrunk, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Vaddon blushes a bright red color.
Mazilyn gestures at Unaka.
A brilliant silver glow enwreathes Unaka's body.
Lupdels says, "A tall man smelling of tilled earth guides the musician."
Allye beams at Lupdels!
Angel blinks.
Unaka nods to Lupdels.
Tirost smiles at Lupdels.
Lupdels says, "An oboe ... sheet music ... shifting melodies."
Ryeka nods to Lupdels.
Xionara quirks one ear sideways in confusion.
Lupdels tugs at the tip of his beard distractedly.
Xionara angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Lupdels.
Kethrai quietly says, "Very musical."
Elurora gives Kethrai a slight nod.
Nawain says, "Glad a Bard saw that one. The rest of us might not understand as well."
Lupdels says, "I have appreciated Unaka's message of Truffenyi's love for us all. A love that includes this vision of his guidance to musicians, minstrels of the past."
Gragnel laughs at Nawain.
Unaka nods to Lupdels.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Lupdels bows to Unaka.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Umptiskrunk takes a sip of his ale.
Unaka quietly says, "I think that was not the right thread, though... not the answer."
Unaka says, "I will try again."
Kerennya smiles at Unaka.
Lupdels kneels down.
Imroth ponders.
Ryeka says, "One must begin somewhere."
Tirost says to Lupdels, "Thanks for sharing what you saw."
Lupdels smiles at Tirost.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Angel asks, "Anyone else sense some odd thoughts? Not via gweth, but in their own mind?"
Tirost smiles at Lupdels.
Unaka's eyes flare with golden light as she scans the room.
Kethrai blinks at Angel.
Kerennya smiles.
Kethrai shakes his head at Angel.
Unaka points at Tirost.
Angel says, "It might be a Moon Mage thing."
Gragnel says, "I was just thinking I needed more wine, that's about it."
Gragnel gazes off into the distance.
Tirost lets out a long, contemplative breath.
Kerennya grins at Tirost.
Tirost stands near Unaka.
Aerilia nods to Tirost.
Xionara smiles at Vaddon.
Zynell grins at Gragnel.
Elurora pats Gragnel on the back.
Ryeka says, "One- I think Lupdel's vision is a start for Why. But not a whole thing. There is more to come."
Gragnel says to Zynell, "Like, I seriously ran out. Me."
Unaka sonorously asks Tirost, "Do you accept this gift from Truffenyi?"
Gragnel's shoulders bow as if under some great burden.
Gragnel rolls his eyes heavenward and mumbles, "Why me?!"
Tirost says to Unaka, "I do."
Zalinyar says, "The beginning is always the best place to begin."
Lupdels says, "The Why must have started long, long ago ..."
Unaka nods.
Nawain gets a flute of silver wine from inside her watersilk bag.
Ryeka nods.
Mazilyn gets some deep red wine from inside her white backpack.
Nawain offers Gragnel a flute of silver wine.
Lupdels inhales a great swallow of air.
Unaka reaches out and touches Tirost, and there is a brief golden flash! Tirost appears dazed for a moment, and then blinks in surprise!
(Tirost only)
As Unaka's large hand touches your forehead, your vision is overtaken by a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you find yourself kneeling by the side of an enormous black wolf, his shaggy body flopped on one side, breathing weakly. He turns toward you, amber eyes full of intelligence, brows furrowed in an expression of pain and pleading. You reach out and gently stroke his head and neck, a sense of pain and compassion shooting through you. The wolf slowly drags himself to his feet, and the two of you continue onward, on what feels like the continuation of a very long journey. The vision fades.
Gragnel beams at Nawain!
Gragnel accepts Nawain's silver wine.
A pained expression crosses Unaka's face.
Mazilyn offers Gragnel some deep red wine.
Imroth gazes at Tirost.
Xionara nods at Vaddon, obviously agreeing with his views.
Gragnel accepts Mazilyn's red wine.
Xionara nods at Vaddon, obviously agreeing with his views.
Aerilia looks thoughtfully at Tirost.
Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Tirost.
Angel glances at Tirost.
Kethrai angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Tirost.
Kerennya gazes silently at Tirost.
Gragnel exclaims, "My saviours!"
Xionara blinks at Tirost.
Ryeka looks with concern at Unaka.
Xionara angles her ears forward in curiosity.
Grumblesworth gazes at Tirost.
Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.
Mazilyn giggles at Gragnel.
Unaka's face twists in pain, her breathing staggered.
Umptiskrunk frowns.
Briaen subtly reels as a pained expression crosses his face.
Ryeka frowns.
Umptiskrunk gnaws on the tip of his finger.
Unaka grimaces in pain!
Kethrai twitches an ear nervously.
Elurora glances at Unaka.
Allye winces.
Kethrai frowns at Unaka.
Aerilia frowns quickly.
Elurora stands near Unaka.
Allye touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Lupdels gazes at Unaka.
Grumblesworth grumbles.
Ryeka blinks.
Xionara perks up her ears, glancing around alertly.
Umptiskrunk says, "Unaka okay? Ump get a worry."
Xionara studies the faces around her.
Allye trills softly at Unaka.
Umptiskrunk leans forward.
Imroth glances at Unaka.
Kerennya looks with concern at Unaka.
Unaka nods to Allye.
Unaka slowly empties her lungs.
Zynell gestures at Unaka.
A shaft of pure white light pools in Zynell's hands and streaks out toward Unaka, bathing her in its radiance.
Xionara studies the faces around her.
Xionara scratches one ear, looking bemused.
Imroth says to Unaka, "Thank you for your service, it obviously takes a toll on you."
Unaka nods to Imroth.
Unaka tiredly says, "I'm all right."
Ryeka frowns.
Kerennya seems to be waiting for something.
(Nawain chews of a bit of hair, frowning.)
Umptiskrunk moves a flagon of Black Tog ale to his left hand.
Ryeka moves a crystal ox bead to her left hand.
Unaka asks Tirost, "Did you see it?"
Imroth glances at Tirost.
Ryeka gets a slice of turnip cake from atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Angel gazes at Tirost.
Tirost says, "I did."
Ryeka offers Unaka a slice of turnip cake.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Grumblesworth gazes at Tirost.
Unaka accepts Ryeka's turnip cake.
(Tirost turns to face those around him.)
Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.
Tirost says, "There was a great flash."
Unaka messily gobbles down a slice of turnip cake.
Vaddon delicately adjusts his silveress cloak, allowing it to hang elegantly from his shoulders.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Nawain gazes at Tirost.
Tirost says, "As the haze dissipated, I found myself kneeling by the side of an enormous black wolf, his shaggy body flopped on one side, breathing weakly."
Chrysagon furrows his brow.
Vaddon stands up.
Nawain winces.
Allye frowns at Tirost.
Aerilia frowns.
Ryeka frowns.
Mazilyn covers her mouth with her hand.
Tirost says, "He turned toward me, brows furrowed in an expression of pain and pleading."
Angel grumbles.
Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.
Unaka frowns.
Tirost says, "I reached out and gently stroked his head and neck, a sense of pain and compassion shooting through me. The wolf slowly returned to his feet, and the two of us continued onward."
Gragnel exclaims, "He needs lavender!"
Kethrai frowns.
Gragnel covers his mouth with his hand.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Angel smiles at Tirost.
Elizzibiana snorts, loudly.
Tirost softly says, "Then the vision faded."
Ryeka gets a sprig of lavender from inside her spidersilk backpack.
Mazilyn giggles at Gragnel.
Kerennya says, "Kleinzack and Meraud, it sounds like."
Unaka nods to Tirost.
Ryeka offers Gragnel a sprig of lavender.
Aerilia ponders.
Gragnel nods to Ryeka.
Gragnel accepts Ryeka's sprig of lavender.
Gragnel reverently places a sprig of lavender atop the granite altar.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Gragnel offers his lavender to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Mazilyn angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Kerennya.
Kethrai says, "Or the wolf represented Meraud himself."
Unaka frowns.
Ryeka gets a sprig of lavender from inside her spidersilk backpack.
Kerennya reverently places a maple ox figurine atop the granite altar.
Angel says to Tirost, "Thankfully, the Wolf was alright. He was eased by your touch."
Kerennya offers her figurine to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Ryeka reverently places a sprig of lavender atop the granite altar.
Unaka slowly says, "Still not the answer... I will keep trying."
Imroth says, "Interesting. Not really an answer to the question."
Elurora frowns at Unaka.
Mazilyn asks, "Whos Kleinzack?"
Tirost glances at Angel.
Ryeka offers her lavender to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Elurora slowly says to Unaka, "Is that a good idea? It seems to be causing you pain."
Kerennya says, "Meraud's wolf."
Kethrai quietly says to Unaka, "Rest if you need..."
Angel says to Tirost, "I would say you have healing in your hands."
Unaka shakes her head.
Umptiskrunk says to Unaka, "Unaka need drink? Got Fizz over here."
Umptiskrunk taps a bottle of Headsmasher Fizz atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Unaka firmly says, "I'm strong. I can take it."
Umptiskrunk asks, "Or frappe?"
Umptiskrunk taps some Toghallian yak milk frappe atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Mazilyn nods to Kerennya.
Nawain gazes at Unaka.
Unaka shakes her head.
Ryeka gazes at Unaka.
Elurora frowns faintly and continues to stand near Unaka ready to offer a supporting shoulder.
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Umptiskrunk says, "Okay, someone else take frappe. Is good. Trust Ump."
Umptiskrunk nods.
Isaish grumbles ominously, "May Ushnish's ire not focus on me, nor on my family, that disease and famine may pass us by. May he spare our town from his wrath, lest lava flow and floods strike down."
Tirost says to Angel, "It troubled me to see the wolf in pain, but I was glad he shared his pain with me, and we could continue our journey together."
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Aerilia says to Unaka, "I believe you can find it."
Unaka steels herself, hands clenched, her eyes flaring gold again as she looks at each person in turn.
Angel nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.
Unaka points at Relay.
Kerennya smiles at Unaka.
Zalinyar gazes at Unaka.
Vaddon glances about with concern on his face.
Couri glances at Relay.
Unaka sonorously asks Relay, "Do you accept a gift of Truffenyi?"
Relay stands near Unaka.
Grumblesworth gazes at Relay.
Relay nods.
Unaka reaches out and touches Relay, and there is a brief golden flash! Relay appears dazed for a moment, and then blinks in surprise! Unaka appears to grit her teeth for a moment, as if in pain.
(Relay only)
As Unaka's large hand touches your forehead, your vision is overtaken by a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you find yourself standing amidst a vast array of stars, swathes of twinkling lights layered so thickly that it looks as though you are surrounded by milky clouds unfurling, gentle colors blushing at their edges. Strangely, there is solid ground beneath your feet, and your legs ache, as if you were resting from a long journey. Just ahead, looming above you, is a place of emptiness, a space completely devoid of light and stars, and it seems to be in the shape of -- a man? You approach, feeling both a sense of familiarity and trepidation, and you watch as the shape seems to crouch over something. Oddly, you find you can walk towards the nothingness, and you begin to notice the outline of its cupped hands pouring forth a stream of liquid stars. Awe and fear overtake you, and The vision fades.
Relay says, "I do."
Chrysagon gets himself a slice of sharp cheddar cheese. Yum!
Elurora looks with concern at Unaka.
Allye touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Kerennya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.
Kethrai closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.
Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.
Gragnel reverently places a bottle atop the granite altar.
Gragnel offers his bottle to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Gragnel.
Unaka's face twists with pain, and she exhales a long, shaky breath. She looks eased as she is healed, but still fatigued.
Gragnel says to Elurora, "All the Immortals love wine."
Chrysagon gets some Toghallian yak milk frappe from atop a soft white fringed cloth.
Gragnel nods to Elurora.
Xionara frowns at Unaka.
Unaka asks Relay, "Did you see it? The answer?"
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Angel gazes thoughtfully at Unaka.
Umptiskrunk says to Chrysagon, "Is good. Try it. Is Boar Clan special."
Umptiskrunk nods to Chrysagon.
Chrysagon says, "Im curious."
Kethrai gazes silently at Relay.
Chrysagon takes a sip of his frappe.
Umptiskrunk gets himself a slice of sharp cheddar cheese. Yum!
Umptiskrunk messily gobbles down a slice of sharp cheddar cheese.
Chrysagon nods to Umptiskrunk.
Umptiskrunk licks the tips of his fingers.
Xionara sniffs at Umptiskrunk.
Xionara licks her lips.
Vaddon casually observes the area.
Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Relay.
Kethrai quietly says, "The suspense..."
Couri rests her hand on Relay's arm with a soft smile.
Kerennya nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.
Xionara angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Relay.
Grumblesworth stands up.
Gragnel asks, "Is it tense in here? Or just me?"
Tirost quietly says to Kethrai, "It's an intense experience."
Angel whispers something to Zalinyar.
Gragnel rubs his neck.
Relay says, "I saw a vast array of stars, swathes of twinkling lights layered so thickly that it looks as though i was surrounded by milky clouds unfurling, gentle colors blushing at their edges."
Ryeka nods.
Umptiskrunk says to Gragnel, "Not just you, guy. We all feel."
Aerilia looks thoughtfully at Relay.
Unaka fixes Relay with a heavy, ponderous stare.
Allye ponders.
Relay says, "Strangely, there is solid ground beneath my feet, but i felt like i had walked a long journey."
Tirost gazes at Relay.
Ryeka peers quizzically at Relay.
Relay says, "There was emptiness, a space completely devoid of light and stars, and it seems to be in the shape of man."
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.
Umptiskrunk blinks.
Xionara blinks at Relay.
Lupdels tugs at the tip of his beard distractedly.
Allye looks thoughtfully at Relay.
Kerennya nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Ryeka blinks.
Angel says, "This vision seems like we are getting somewhere."
Relay says, "He seemed crouched over something but i approached him anyway. his cupped hands poured forth a stream of liquid stars."
Imroth nods at Angel, obviously agreeing with her views.
Bacon Bandit Malorna came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Aerilia leans forward.
Unaka nods to Relay.
Allye quietly says, "It does feel different."
Xionara joins Malorna's group.
Kethrai says, "That one felt almost more like a Moon Mage vision."
Ryeka nods.
Angel nods to Kethrai.
Couri gazes at Relay in wonder.
Kethrai says, "Very... abstract."
Umptiskrunk says, "Ump is Moon Mage. Ump get it."
Mathematician Avrenka came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Umptiskrunk nods.
Angel glances at Umptiskrunk.
Avrenka puts his flint in his black backpack.
Avrenka bows.
Zynell asks, "Like the scorpion's liquid star stuff?"
Couri stands up.
Zalinyar pats Angel on the back.
Unaka grits her teeth.
Nawain nods.
Tirost says to Kethrai, "Or not. There seems to be a starry aspect of the Immortals when they reveal themselves."
Unaka shakes her head.
Allye looks with concern at Unaka.
Imroth says, "Liquid stars have shown up a few times in visions lately."
Elurora gets a diamondwood camp stool with an embroidered goldweave seat from inside her encompassing shadows.
Ryeka frowns at Unaka.
Elurora quietly asks Unaka, "Can you at least sit and do this?"
Nawain worriedly asks Unaka, "If you keep pushing now, will you be as strong later, when He needs you strongest?"
Unaka slowly says, "Still not it! I can do this. I will do this."
Elurora opens the camp stool.
Elurora offers Unaka a diamondwood camp stool with an embroidered goldweave seat.
Chrysagon ponders.
Nawain gnaws on her lip.
Unaka declines Elurora's offer.
Gragnel looks with concern at Unaka.
Aerilia slowly empties her lungs.
Elurora closes the camp stool.
Imroth says, "She is tough. Let her work."
Elurora puts her stool in her encompassing shadows.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Zalinyar asks Unaka, "Is there anything we can do to aid you?"
Couri rubs Relay gently, massaging his muscles.
Gragnel says, "She's too big for any of you to stop her anyways."
Gragnel chuckles.
Ryeka says, "I just called in a little extra strength of spirit from The Immortals, Unaka- if you need me to share with you."
Imroth grins at Gragnel.
Kethrai says to Gragnel, "Too big for her to lean on us, too."
Unaka sonorously says, "Pray. Pray for me. Reach into your hearts."
Lupdels begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Angel begins to pray.
Nawain begins to pray.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Vaddon prays fervently.
Avrenka begins to pray.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Elurora begins to pray.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Couri begins to pray.
Imroth begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Lupdels continues praying.
Zalinyar prays fervently.
Zynell bows her head and mutters a short prayer in a hushed voice. Raising her head, she glances to the shadows with a knowing smile.
Gragnel begins to pray.
Kethrai begins to pray.
Tirost begins to pray.
Imroth says, "Oh Truffenyi, Father and Keeper; Grant us Wisdom to know the path, and Strength when we are faltering."
Avrenka gets a shadegrown cigar from inside an ash grey backpack.
Allye begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel continues praying.
Nawain prays fervently.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Chrysagon begins to pray.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Xionara kneels down.
Isaish begins to pray.
Umptiskrunk begins to pray.
Angel continues praying fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Avrenka gets a steel carving knife from inside his black backpack.
Nawain begins to pray.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Xionara closes her eyes and begins repeating a silly nonsense word, then shakes her head and sighs in frustration.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Elurora reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Elurora shivers slightly.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Malorna kneels down.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Xionara begins to pray.
Elizzibiana begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Malorna begins to pray.
Unaka's halo glows brighter now, burning in a fiery circle above her head, filaments of light piercing the air.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Nawain sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Mazilyn kneels down.
Mazilyn bends forward and kisses a low granite altar.
Mazilyn looks up and sighs, smiling.
Avrenka strikes a piece of black flint against a shadegrown cigar, but nothing happens.
Angel begins to pray.
Mazilyn stands up.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Avrenka moves a shadegrown cigar to his left hand.
Avrenka moves a steel carving knife to his right hand.
Avrenka strikes a piece of black flint against a steel carving knife, causing a shower of sparks over the shadegrown cigar which smolders, then bursts into flames.
Nawain begins to pray.
Tirost quietly asks Allye, "Unaka's pushing herself hard. Keep an eye on her?"
Mazilyn begins to dance, her eyes tightly shut and her head thrown back.
Unaka sonorously exclaims, "I feel it... I see it! I can see the thread! Keep going!"
Avrenka reverently places a burning shadegrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Nawain prays fervently.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Elurora begins to pray.
Imroth begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Allye nods to Tirost.
Angel continues praying fervently.
Avrenka begins to pray.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Allye says to Tirost, "I shall."
Umptiskrunk says, "Thread....."
Isaish begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Nawain begins to pray.
Mazilyn dances, seeking the attentions of her deity.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Umptiskrunk ponders.
Allye beams at Unaka!
Kethrai quietly says, "Truffenyi, provide strength to your champion, so she can provide for us."
Avrenka puts his knife in his black backpack.
Tirost quietly says to Allye, "Thank you."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Aerilia says, "Lord Truffenyi, please hold Unaka steadfast. Guide her hand to the thread she seeks."
Allye begins to pray.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Elizzibiana begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Avrenka's offering is consumed in a blinding flash of light. When your vision clears, a glowing Truffenyi orb rests in its place upon the altar.
Angel begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Angel shivers slightly.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Tirost begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn exclaims, "Truffenyi help her find the thread!"
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn dances; a perfect, beautiful creation that ends with deft grace.
Mazilyn looks up and sighs, smiling.
Avrenka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Avrenka shivers slightly.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel prays fervently.
Avrenka holds a low granite altar in both hands and closes his eyes in concentration.
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Verminarrde bows his head and chants catechisms.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Angel prays fervently.
Malorna begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Chrysagon begins to pray.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Imroth begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Unaka's eyes burn with golden light, her breathing deep and steady. As she looks at each person intently, she holds herself perfectly still, as if searching.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Verminarrde begins to pray.
Angel begins to pray.
Mazilyn reverently places an amber ox bead atop the granite altar.
Nawain begins to pray.
Unaka points at Mazilyn.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Verminarrde stands up.
Mazilyn offers her bead to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Lupdels prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn stands near Unaka.
Kerennya smiles at Mazilyn.
Angel continues praying.
Elurora stands up.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
A glowing Truffenyi orb disappears in a shower of glittering sparks.
Angel prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Unaka loudly asks Mazilyn, "You! Will you come forward and take this gift of Truffenyi?"
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Gragnel sits down on the prayer tapestry.
Chrysagon begins to pray.
Isaish takes a seat.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Tirost stands up.
Mazilyn says, "Im ready."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel stands up.
Mazilyn says, "Probably."
Umptiskrunk stands up.
Unaka reaches out and touches Mazilyn, and there is a brief golden flash! Mazilyn appears dazed for a moment, and then blinks in surprise! Unaka grimaces in pain, clutching her head.
(Mazilyn only)
As Unaka's large hand touches your forehead, your vision is overtaken by a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you find yourself looking up at what must be an enormous glass bowl, so large it seems to overtake the sky above you. A strange, shimmering liquid rests in the bowl, and as you watch, the level lowers before your eyes, sinking down until only dregs remain. Harsh, cruel laughter echoes around you, and while you're searching for the source, a thunderous CRACK sounds. You look to the bowl above and see the side is marred by a gigantic fissure, and myriad tiny fractures begin feathering away from it. Panic fills you and you race forward. The laughter increases, cutting through you like hot knives. The vision fades.
Isaish stands up.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Allye touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Isaish humbly kneels in the center of the prayer mat.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Umptiskrunk guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.
Isaish sits down on the prayer mat.
A pained expression crosses Unaka's face.
Elurora gazes silently at Unaka.
Xionara frowns at Unaka.
Ryeka frowns.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Elizzibiana stands up.
Unaka pants.
Angel gazes thoughtfully at Unaka.
Umptiskrunk gets himself a glass of mulberry-wheat beer. Yum!
Allye softly says to Unaka, "It harms you more each time."
Nawain winces.
Allye trills softly at Unaka.
Tirost frowns slightly, but turns his gaze to Mazilyn.
Nawain just touched Unaka.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia gazes at Mazilyn.
Unaka tiredly says, "There. That was it, I know it."
Kerennya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Elurora glances at Mazilyn.
Imroth smiles.
Xionara twitches an ear nervously.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Mazilyn says, "There's a HUGE bowl. like HUGE BIG big big big bowl big as the sky with some shimmering liquid in it."
Allye nods to Tirost.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Imroth gazes at Mazilyn.
Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Mazilyn.
Elurora tilts her head inquisitively.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka fixes Mazilyn with a heavy, ponderous stare.
Kerennya tilts her head, clearly curious about something.
Imroth mutters something into the air about star juice.
Lupdels slowly empties his lungs.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Kethrai gazes at Mazilyn.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Angel chuckles at Imroth.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mistanna says, "Could be a divining bowl..."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Tirost quietly says to Unaka, "The shimmering juice, pure mana."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia quietly says, "The soup."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn says, "The level drops until there's just dregs of it left.. yikes."
Chrysagon nods to Mistanna.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Kerennya nods to Tirost.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Vaddon asks, "Or pudding?"
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Mazilyn.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Angel says to Mistanna, "If she was a Pethian."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn says, "And there's this horrible, cruel laughter....everywhere.. but.."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka frowns.
Xionara quirks her ears outward in surprise.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Mazilyn says, "I donno where it comes from."
Unaka slowly empties her lungs.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Lupdels frowns.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kethrai frowns.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Elurora pats Mazilyn on the back.
Angel takes a seat near a low granite altar.
Kerennya ponders.
Mazilyn exclaims, "And then there's a loud CRACK as loud as i ever heard!"
Angel rubs a low granite altar.
Ryeka nods.
Allye quirks her ears outward for a moment, blinking in surprise at Mazilyn.
(Tirost is spellbound by Mazilyn's word, hanging on her every word with rapt attention.)
Nawain blinks.
Mazilyn says, "I looked back up... andthe giant sky bowl's side is marred by a gigantic fissure, and myriad tiny fractures begin feathering away from it."
Elurora ponders.
Ryeka ponders.
Angel says, "Ahh."
Allye furrows her brow.
Mazilyn says, "I tried to run forward, but between the panic and the laughter...."
Angel says, "There is that fracture again."
Mazilyn says, "The horrible laughter."
Mazilyn covers her ears with her hands.
Mazilyn shakes her head.
Angel rubs Mazilyn gently.
Tirost frowns.
Xionara pats Mazilyn on the back.
Couri rubs Mazilyn gently, massaging her muscles.
Kerennya smiles at Mazilyn.
Mazilyn says, "Then it faded."
Unaka nods to Mazilyn.
Mazilyn exclaims, "And you guy appeared!"
Mazilyn beams!
Ryeka rubs Mazilyn gently.
Aerilia furrows her brow.
Tirost glances at Aerilia.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Unaka shakily says, "I can do more. I can see the other answer, I know I can, if I keep going."
Imroth tilts his head inquisitively.
Angel begins to pray.
Aerilia shakes her head at Unaka.
Allye trills softly at Unaka.
Tirost glances at Allye.
Imroth praises Unaka.
Kethrai looks with concern at Unaka.
Elurora furrows her brow.
Elurora glances at Unaka.
Kerennya touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Gragnel says, "Oh no. I don't think anyone wants you to push yourself any ffurther."
Nawain shakes her head.
Ryeka nods at Gragnel, obviously agreeing with his views.
Imroth glances at Gragnel.
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "Thanks for finding one. i those are hard to see."
Kerennya stands up.
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Tirost quietly asks Kerennya, "Can her body take it?"
Ryeka exclaims, "Indeed we don't!"
Ryeka hugs Unaka, getting a smile in return.
Unaka shakily says, "I can take it. I'm a Paladin."
Zalinyar lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Unaka!
Malorna smiles.
Imroth smirks at Unaka.
Chrysagon shakes his head.
Vaddon nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Kerennya says to Tirost, "So long as empaths can keep up with her wounds, I think so."
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Kethrai touches Unaka with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
Xionara mutters something into the air about a real paladin.
Aerilia frowns in thought.
Allye says to Unaka, "You are strong, it is true. But this is harming you more with each attempt."
Tirost says to Unaka, "You are, and you are strong - in spirit as well as body, but we need you, Unaka."
Umptiskrunk dreamily says, "Yes. Unaka Paladin."
Allye gazes at Unaka.
Unaka says, "My conviction is second to none! My duty, it is to you all."
Umptiskrunk just traced the outline of Unaka.
Ryeka nods to Allye.
Umptiskrunk blinks.
Umptiskrunk rubs his neck.
Aerilia says to Unaka, "It's your choice. We'll support you either way."
Tirost nods to Aerilia.
Unaka's entire body tenses as she clenches her fist.
Elurora nods to Aerilia.
Angel asks Unaka, "Are there any spells that would support you, along with us praying and the Empath's watching for wounds?"
Zalinyar asks, "Shall we pray?"
Imroth bows his head and chants a prayer.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Verminarrde begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Nawain frets.
Chrysagon begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Imroth begins to pray.
Couri begins to pray.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Imroth gestures at Unaka.
Brilliant, hair-like threads of light form a wispy crown around Unaka's head.
Umptiskrunk guzzles down some of his beer and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.
Xionara begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Unaka says to Angel, "I dunno."
Briaen nods at Nawain, obviously agreeing with her views.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Unaka sonorously exclaims, "I hear your prayers! Yes!"
Angel says to Unaka, "I was thinking Psychic Shield as a possibility."
Xionara mutters something into the air about clear guidance needed.
Angel begins to pray.
Xionara begins to pray.
Gragnel begins to pray.
Allye trills, her ears relaxing minutely back against her head.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
A pained expression crosses Nawain's face.
Umptiskrunk begins to pray.
Verminarrde begins to pray.
Nawain sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Briaen gazes upward.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Angel continues praying.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Elurora places a hand on her chest and bows her head.
Imroth begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Avrenka begins to pray.
Angel continues praying fervently.
Tirost begins to pray.
Angel continues praying.
Zalinyar prays fervently.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Malorna prays fervently.
Isaish kneels down and touches her lips with the tips of her fingers.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Malorna begins to pray.
Xionara gnaws on her lip.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Xionara begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka inhales deeply, exultant, her arms reaching toward the ceiling. Her eyes burn brightly with golden light, her gaze intense upon each person present.
Verminarrde begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Isaish continues praying.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Truffenyi, ya picked a good paladin!
Keep her safe in your service
Help her find the threads
Make the visions clear"
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Angel gestures at Unaka.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Angel begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel prays fervently.
Imroth begins to pray.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Nawain begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka exclaims, "Yes! The answer, I see... I see a thread!"
Malorna begins to pray.
Xionara begins to pray.
Angel continues praying.
Nawain prays fervently.
Avrenka begins to pray.
Kethrai begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Isaish continues praying fervently.
Angel prays fervently.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Grumblesworth begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Xionara prays fervently.
Malorna prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Zynell bows her head and mutters a short prayer in a hushed voice. Raising her head, she glances to the shadows with a knowing smile.
Angel continues praying.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel covers her eyes with her hand.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel prays fervently.
Nawain sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Mazilyn reverently places an amber ox bead atop the granite altar.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Angel begins to pray.
Unaka's halo bursts with golden light, sending brief showers down around her.
Verminarrde begins to pray.
Kerennya gestures at Unaka.
Kerennya's sturdy belt emits a loud *snap*.
Mazilyn offers her bead to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Gragnel observes Unaka with fascination.
Allye gazes at Unaka in awe.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Couri begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Angel prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Isaish begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Zalinyar prays fervently.
Xionara gawks at Unaka.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka takes a deep breath.
Nawain begins to pray.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Umptiskrunk gazes longingly at Unaka.
Malorna prays fervently.
Zalinyar prays fervently.
Ryeka sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Mazilyn gets an iron captain's scimitar with a blackened blade from inside her thigh bag.
(Elurora keeps her head bowed in quiet prayer.)
Mazilyn gets some burnt incense from inside her white backpack.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Angel begins to pray.
Xionara covers her mouth with her hand.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Lupdels prays fervently.
Aerilia begins to pray.
Mazilyn strikes a piece of black flint against an iron captain's scimitar with a blackened blade, causing a shower of sparks over the burnt incense which smolders, then bursts into flames.
Imroth begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Zalinyar begins to pray.
Mazilyn waves her incense over a low granite altar. Wisps of smoke slowly settle down onto the granite altar before quickly fading away.
Mazilyn looks up and sighs, smiling.
Zalinyar prays fervently.
Umptiskrunk inhales a great swallow of air.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn snuffs out her burnt incense.
Umptiskrunk slowly empties his lungs.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Mazilyn puts her scimitar in her thigh bag.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Avrenka gets a sungrown cigar from inside his black backpack.
Mazilyn puts her incense in her white backpack.
Angel prays fervently.
Nawain begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Avrenka gets a steel carving knife from inside his black backpack.
Avrenka moves a sungrown cigar to his left hand.
Avrenka moves a steel carving knife to his right hand.
Angel begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Avrenka strikes a piece of black flint against a steel carving knife, causing a shower of sparks over the sungrown cigar which smolders, then bursts into flames.
Lupdels prays fervently.
(Tirost prays, his lips moving in quiet prayers to Meraud and Truffenyi.)
Lupdels continues praying.
Kerennya prays fervently.
Angel prays fervently.
Avrenka puts his knife in his black backpack.
Grumblesworth casually observes the area.
Avrenka reverently places a burning sungrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Mistanna begins to pray.
Angel prays fervently.
Zynell gets a shadegrown cigar from inside an ash grey backpack.
Unaka's eyes flare brightly enough to be blinding.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Unaka points at Aerilia.
Isaish begins to pray.
Kerennya blinks.
Kethrai squints.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Xionara rubs her eyes.
Angel begins to pray.
Vaddon glances at Unaka.
Aerilia slowly empties her lungs.
Ryeka gazes at Unaka.
Xionara blinks.
Aerilia stands up.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Zalinyar blinks.
Aerilia stands near Unaka.
Avrenka begins to pray.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Malorna begins to pray.
Unaka sonorously says to Aerilia, "STEP FORWARD."
Mistanna begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia says to Unaka, "I'm ready."
Xionara begins to pray.
Isaish sits down on the prayer mat.
Xionara prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Kethrai quietly says, "Whoa."
Mistanna prays fervently.
A nervous tic starts up around Nawain's eye.
Kerennya smiles at Aerilia.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Elurora furrows her brow.
Mistanna prays fervently.
Xionara prays fervently.
Avrenka's offering is consumed in a blinding flash of light. When your vision clears, a glowing Truffenyi orb rests in its place upon the altar.
Mistanna prays fervently.
An insistant squeaking echoes slightly through the dome, but when you look up toward the arch, the statue of the weasel hasn't moved.
Xionara prays fervently.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka reaches out and touches Aerilia, and there is a brief golden flash! Aerilia appears dazed for a moment, and then blinks in surprise! Unaka falls to a knee, clutching her head in pain. Her eyes become glassy, and she shudders, the muscles of her face contracting involuntarily as she forces her eyes shut. She lifts her head to the sky, eyes widening, her pupils dilating inside bloodshot eyes, before collapsing to the ground.
Unaka falls unconscious!
(Aerilia only)
As Unaka's large hand touches your forehead, your vision is overtaken by a golden flash! As the haze dissipates, you feel a swelling in you, a sense of preparation and tension, your arm drawing back, hand restlessly upon the firing lever of a trebuchet. You take a moment to glance down and see an enormous landscape spread beneath you, tiny lights scattered in clusters across it, the winking of civilizations far beneath you. A feeling of hope and urgency wells within you. One by one, the twinkling lights rise from the landscape, floating like aimless fireflies, yet climbing inexorably until they reach your feet, circling your calves, your waist. They land on you, at first just a few, then coming in droves, and with each one, relief fills you -- your heartbeat slows, your arms and legs still, and you are awash with renewed strength and purpose. A roar builds in your throat, and the vision fades.
Imroth's jaw drops.
Allye gives voice to a high, troubled trill, glancing about anxiously.
Unaka's eyes slowly open.
Allye touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kethrai's flesh.
Nawain gasps!
Aerilia falls over.
Xionara begins to pray.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kerennya's flesh.
Lupdels frowns.
Tirost exclaims, "Unaka!"
Kethrai frowns.
Xionara rubs Unaka gently.
Zynell reverently places a shadegrown cigar atop the granite altar.
Tirost stands up. Aerilia blinks.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kethrai's flesh.
Kethrai touches Unaka with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
Tirost kneels down.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kerennya's flesh.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Zynell offers her cigar to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Nawain stands up.
Couri frowns.
Aerilia sits up.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kethrai's flesh.
The wounds afflicting Unaka gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Kerennya's flesh.
Tirost asks Allye, "Allye, is she ok?"
Tirost stands up.
Allye nods to Tirost.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Zalinyar stands up.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Allye says to Tirost, "The wounds are dire, but we will take them."
Lupdels effortlessly begins a quiet minuet on his moonsilver zuceira, his eyes sparkling with pride at his hard-won skill.
Tirost gives a sigh of relief.
A glowing Truffenyi orb disappears in a shower of glittering sparks.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Tirost says to Allye, "Thank you."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Allye touches Unaka with a confident grace and familiar smile.
(Tirost turns slowly to face Aerilia.)
Ryeka begins to pray.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Imroth gazes at Aerilia.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Aerilia quietly says, "A f-few moments, please."
Unaka sits up.
Allye gazes at Unaka.
Kerennya pats Unaka on the back.
Gragnel frowns.
Unaka makes a grunting noise.
Mazilyn praises Unaka.
Gragnel glances at Unaka.
Allye gets a bizarre cast iron teapot perched upon four spindly goat legs from inside a dark dragonwood beer barrel with onyx-hide straps.
Allye pours herself a small cup of aromatic wood violet tea from her teapot.
Vaddon lies down.
Unaka shakily asks, "Did it work?"
Kethrai quietly says to Unaka, "That one was nearly lethal..."
Chrysagon stands up.
Allye offers Unaka a small cup of aromatic wood violet tea.
Unaka accepts Allye's wood violet tea.
Unaka takes a sip of her tea.
Umptiskrunk guzzles down some of his beer and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.
Umptiskrunk stands up.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Allye nods to Unaka.
Gragnel sits down on the prayer tapestry.
Allye puts her teapot in a giant party sack bedazzled with countless glitterstars and shadowstars.
Unaka stands up.
Unaka wobbles, looking a bit faint.
Chrysagon praises Unaka.
Unaka puts her tea in her thick satchel.
Grumblesworth stands up.
Ryeka exclaims, "Even paladins must take some care, Unaka!"
Imroth pats Unaka on the back.
Umptiskrunk stands near Unaka.
Ryeka hugs Unaka, getting a smile in return.
Tirost gazes at Aerilia.
Umptiskrunk grunts at Unaka.
Xionara haltingly says to Unaka, "Brave effort."
Zalinyar praises Unaka.
Xionara praises Unaka.
Avrenka says, "Any longer and she might join the Golden Brigade."
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "Ya did Truffenyi proud."
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Ryeka nods in agreement.
Kerennya nods at Mazilyn, obviously agreeing with her views.
Kerennya stands up.
Unaka slowly says, "I can do it again. I sense there is more."
Aerilia furrows her brow.
Lupdels finishes playing a quiet minuet on his moonsilver zuceira.
Nawain says, "No."
Unaka fixes Aerilia with a heavy, ponderous stare.
Nawain gazes at Unaka.
Aerilia says, "I felt a sense of preparation and tension, and saw my hand upon the firing lever of a trebuchet. I looked down and saw an enormous landscape spread beneath me, tiny lights scattered in clusters across it."
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "After ya rest."
Mistanna says, "Please, don't."
Imroth tilts his head, clearly curious about something.
Ryeka nods to Aerilia.
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "Youre no good to him with a melted brain."
Unaka's face takes on a look of extreme determination.
Aerilia says, "I hope a sense of hope and urgency with me. One by one, the lights rose from the landscape, floating like fireflies, climbing to my feet."
Aerilia ponders.
Ryeka ponders.
Unaka tiredly says, "I am a Paladin. This is what we do."
Xionara haltingly asks, "Is way to support to share burden and strain of thread searching...?"
Elurora gazes at Unaka.
Kethrai gazes at Aerilia.
Allye trills softly at Aerilia.
Umptiskrunk dreamily says, "Big strong Paladin."
Umptiskrunk inhales a great swallow of air.
Umptiskrunk slowly empties his lungs.
Ryeka smiles at Umptiskrunk, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Zalinyar nods to Vaddon.
Aerilia says, "They landed on me, a few at first then many, and with each one I felt relief. My heartbeat flowed and my arms and legs grew slow. I felt strength and purpose."
Verminarrde stands up.
Aerilia says, "I felt a roar in my throat, and then it faded."
Ryeka nods to Aerilia.
Unaka nods to Aerilia.
Mistanna says to Unaka, "What good can a dead paladin do? Everyone has limits."
Allye ponders.
Nawain firmly says to Unaka, "You are more than a Paladin, you are a champion. And if you are lost playing moon mage, we might not have any chance at all later."
Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Aerilia.
Aerilia stands up.
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.
Umptiskrunk asks, "Whoa, Ump is Moon Mage. What wrong?"
Unaka tiredly says to Aerilia, "There is more. I know it."
Umptiskrunk folds his arms across his chest.
Elurora slowly says, "Unaka must do what she feels called to do as a Paladin. Even if we do not like it."
Elurora rubs her nose.
Allye softly says to Unaka, "I fear the another attempt could kill you. You were bleeding from the ears this time."
Ryeka grins at Umptiskrunk, her dimples flashing into view.
Angel nods in agreement.
Nawain paces back and forth.
Angel winces.
Elurora looks with concern at Unaka.
Imroth bows his head and chants a prayer.
Zalinyar frets.
Xionara haltingly says, "Am confused.. much fear. But have clerics to restore if Unaka critical and soul leaves body, so..."
Kerennya asks Unaka, "You have favors, right?"
Gragnel laughs!
Imroth joins Unaka's group.
Aerilia says to Unaka, "There must be, but we can wait for your strength to return. It will be easier for you next time now you've done this, I'm sure."
Imroth speaks a few words of righteousness in Truffenyi's name.
Suddenly, Imroth's voice is amplified tenfold as it echoes off to the distance, punctuated by a loud rallying call!
Unaka sonorously says, "What do you all say? Do I do it? I leave it to you, the followers."
Gragnel says, "Yeah, there's maybe one or two Clerics here. Maybe..."
Vaddon says, "It is easy to be brave from a distance."
Kerennya says, "And a bunch of empaths, too, for healing the body."
Elurora shakes her head.
Nawain says, "When Divine sight burns holes through your head, it's not always something any empath - or cleric - can fix."
Mazilyn chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Truffenyi...
Your paladin is trying to melt her brain
Please keep her whole and healable
Give us a sign if she will be safe to continue or not"
Nawain frets.
Imroth says to Unaka, "You know your strength."
Elurora slowly says, "I do not think it is our call, it needs to be yours, Unaka."
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Vaddon nods at Imroth, obviously agreeing with his views.
Tirost gazes thoughtfully at Aerilia.
Verminarrde bows his head and chants catechisms.
Avrenka asks, "It is every Paladin's calling to sacrifice. But why, and for what? And is it worth it?"
Gragnel says to Unaka, "I don't dare tell you what to do with His message. But, I do have concern for you, as do others."
Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Unaka loudly says, "Nod your head if I go again into the fray, seeking answers! Shake your head if you say nay, I leave it be."
Mazilyn reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Mazilyn shivers slightly.
Nawain shakes her head.
Kerennya says, "Up to you, but I'm willing to do my darnedest to stay ahead of your physical wounds."
Allye shakes her head.
Xionara nods to Unaka.
Imroth nods.
Ryeka shakes her head.
Aerilia shakes her head.
Gragnel shakes his head.
Elurora quietly says, "I will do neither, as I said, it needs to be up to you."
Umptiskrunk shakes his head.
Mistanna shakes her head.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Kethrai frowns.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Holy Titan Barelai came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Malorna nods.
Kethrai shakes his head at Unaka.
Barelai joins Malorna's group.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Barelai nods.
Unaka lets out a long, contemplative breath.
Tirost asks Aerilia, "Do you interpret the visonary to be Truffenyi himself?"
Elurora shifts her weight.
Kerennya nods.
Grumblesworth puts his cigar in his haversack.
Zalinyar nods.
Lupdels begins to pray.
Aerilia asks Tirost, "Perhaps. It certainly seemed like a.. divine vantage point. And the lights.. prayers?"
Avrenka gestures.
Grumblesworth just left.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Ryeka ponders.
Avrenka shakes his head.
Ryeka exclaims, "Hmm!"
Mazilyn says, "The building of civilizations."
Unaka tiredly says, "It seems... you wish me to wait."
Ryeka nods to Aerilia.
Avrenka says, "I vote no... my vision is worth a life."
Tirost nods to Aerilia.
Xionara sighs.
Nawain lets out a long sigh of relief.
Xionara lets out an exasperated, "Pbpbpb."
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Mazilyn nods.
Avrenka says, "Sorry, no vision is worth a life."
Ryeka takes a seat.
Chrysagon nods.
Ryeka nods to Avrenka.
Lupdels inhales a great swallow of air.
Mazilyn sighs and says a soft prayer to herself.
Isaish stands up.
Unaka tiredly says, "Okay. I got ya. Think I need... to sit down..."
Chrysagon joins Zynell's group.
Allye nods to Unaka.
Imroth rubs Unaka gently.
Maraisel stands up.
Tirost smiles at Unaka.
Kethrai says to Aerilia, "Or the csating of sorcery."
Elurora nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Relay says, "No reason to hurt yourself anymore."
Isaish carefully gathers up the delicate folds of a rough green burlap prayer mat embroidered with a serpentine river of brilliant orange lava.
Tirost gestures, and a smooth eruption of rock rises from the ground with a low rumble, shifting and flowing fluidly before settling into a seat of stone. Tirost gestures for Unaka to have a seat.
Tirost gestures at the stone seat, which glows briefly.
Aerilia says to Unaka, "I want to know, but not enough to push you to the brink of death or beyond."
Relay nods to Unaka.
Aerilia nods to Kethrai.
Gragnel says, "As much as I wish, and I'm sure we all wish, to have more information. I don't think there is a single person here who wants you to be harmed in the process."
Aerilia says to Kethrai, "That could be."
Isaish puts her mat in a swirling eddy of incandescent light bound by a gold-striated coralite frame.
Ryeka says, "I have offered lives while seeking blessings from the Gods. But none of us have the right to ask it of you- or anyone else."
Xionara haltingly says, "But... but... have... clerics..."
Unaka's halo fades, glimmering and giving a few final winks, and it once again becomes mere wisps of light encircling her head.
Gragnel snickers at Xionara.
Xionara frets.
Ryeka smiles slightly.
Lupdels takes a seat.
Aerilia smiles at Unaka.
Aerilia pats Unaka on the back.
Zynell says, "Divine deaths are hard to come back from."
Xionara scratches one ear, looking bemused.
Unaka tiredly says, "Maybe after I rest again."
Zynell looks at Xionara and shrugs.
Unaka takes a seat.
Nawain nods in agreement.
Angel begins to pray.
Malorna smiles.
Ryeka nods to Unaka.
Allye nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Angel continues praying fervently.
Zynell says, "Besides, i would rather not have to restore her soul."
Angel prays fervently.
Umptiskrunk says, "If it good message, it can wait. Message still be same later."
Umptiskrunk nods.
Tirost says to Unaka, "There is a stone seat for you, if you wish. Thank you for all your guidance and support, Unaka."
Unaka tiredly asks, "Other questions. Do you have other questions I should be focusing on while I rest?"
Ryeka casually observes the area.
Relay nods to Zynell.
Ryeka leans on Unaka.
Unaka says to Tirost, "Oh. Sorry, didn't see it."
Xionara nods to Unaka.
Tirost chuckles.
Vaddon says, "A Paladin is a Leader in righteous combat."
Ryeka exclaims, "And Truffenyi himself was the most demanding!"
Vaddon praises Unaka.
Ryeka winks at Unaka.
Tirost says to Unaka, "The last thing you should do is apologize."
Tirost grins at Unaka.
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Kethrai stands up.
Xionara haltingly says to Unaka, "How to repair mana fount. Who is void man. What true nature of Heralds."
Unaka rubs her head.
Unaka says, "Just one or two more for now."
Xionara haltingly says to Unaka, "And, who laughing."
Unaka says, "Pick the most important."
Malorna chuckles.
Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Ryeka kneels.
Xionara haltingly says, "Most important, how repair fissure crack in mana fount."
Zynell says to Unaka, "If you are well enough by then, we would make space for you at the Saemaus and Truffenyi gathering in a few days. visions or not."
Zynell bows to Unaka.
Tirost says to Aerilia, "My own sense of the situation is that the Heralds are draining energy in a way that damages the world for some unknown purpose, and it has weakened the Immortals, who benefit from our aid."
Kethrai gives Xionara a slight nod.
Unaka nods to Zynell.
Ryeka nods to Zynell.
Unaka tiredly says to Zynell, "Think it will take longer, we'll see."
Ryeka puts her bead in her herb kit.
Angel gestures.
Zynell nods.
Aerilia nods to Tirost.
Vaddon says, "A paladin will seek to guide and inspire his comrades."
Vaddon begins to pray.
Angel begins to pray.
Imroth seems to lose some of his verve.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Unaka says to Vaddon, "Yeah. Or hers."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Lupdels assesses his combat situation.
Zalinyar nods to Unaka.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Vaddon nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Nawain chuckles.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Zalinyar sticks out her tongue at Vaddon and lets loose with a loud, "Thbtbtbt" from her lips!
Imroth chortles softly at some secret joke.
Zynell grins.
Zalinyar chuckles.
Aerilia says, "If why now was answered by the drained bowl that cracked.. it does seem like the Heralds are draining our plane of its mana to the point of it breaking apart."
Umptiskrunk takes a sip of his beer.
Mazilyn covers her ears with her hands.
Imroth nods to Aerilia.
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.
Allye nods at Aerilia, obviously agreeing with her views.
Unaka asks, "I gotta go rest. Tell me now, what is the question? I can focus more on what to do to help the Immortals. What else?"
Kerennya says, "Yeah, seems like the answer to 'why now' is that things have reached a critical point."
Aerilia nods.
Tirost nods to Kerennya.
Kethrai asks Unaka, "Elanthia showed us a distant past where the Heralds were dutiful caretenders of this planet. Truffenyi is showing us now that they are uncaring, cruel parasites. ...What changed?"
Imroth says, "The bowl is so empty it is breaking."
Unaka nods to Kethrai.
Lupdels asks Unaka, "How can we show our appreciation for your continued assistance and guidance?"
Elurora slowly asks, "Perhaps we should ask if it really is the Heralds causing the crack or break...?"
Elurora shifts her weight.
Nawain asks, "Can we free all the other people in the null prison? Will they be safe if the Heralds.. uhh. Go away?"
Unaka says to Lupdels, "Uh. That is up to you all. Talk about it."
Xionara haltingly says, "Heralds not do that. Laughing voice do that."
Lupdels laughs at Unaka.
Ryeka pets a shaggy husky puppy.
Unaka looks at Lupdels and shrugs.
The brief sound of rustling wings fills the dome, but when you look directly at the statue of the magpie in the upper end of the dome, it hasn't moved.
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Aerilia nods to Nawain.
Kerennya asks Nawain, "And maybe, would we be safe from them?"
Unaka exclaims, "Too many questions!"
Elurora quietly asks, "And if not them, who or what?"
Lupdels tugs at the tip of his beard distractedly.
Angel stands up.
Unaka points at Mazilyn.
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Mazilyn asks, "Yes?"
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Ryeka reaches out and touches a low granite altar.
Ryeka shivers slightly.
Umptiskrunk takes a sip of his beer.
A brown bear snarls at Angel.
Unaka says to Mazilyn, "You. I sense Truffenyi in you. You decide the question, from those asked."
Angel snarls at a whiskey brown bear with a notched ear and curved dagger-like claws.
Vaddon begins to pray.
Xionara rubs her head.
Lupdels beams at Mazilyn!
Elurora smiles at Mazilyn.
Ryeka lets out a hearty cheer for Mazilyn!
Mazilyn ponders.
Telamont observes Mazilyn with fascination.
Kerennya grins at Mazilyn.
Mazilyn says, "There was a lot of good ones."
Kethrai says to Mazilyn, "No pressure."
Elurora looks at Kethrai, obviously trying not to grin.
Angel nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.
Unaka chuckles.
Unaka says, "Sorry, but someone's gotta decide."
Gragnel smirks.
Allye grins.
Umptiskrunk says, "Ump glad it not Ump. Tough job."
Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.
Umptiskrunk nods.
Kerennya nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Xionara haltingly says, "Not tough."
Xionara lets out an exasperated, "Pbpbpb."
Unaka says, "Lotta good questions."
Umptiskrunk nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.
Elurora quietly says to Mazilyn, "You got this."
Umptiskrunk says to Unaka, "I ask Ox-God make it more clear. More easy. Hope Ox-God do you a solid."
Umptiskrunk pats Unaka on the back.
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "I think we should ask kethrai's what changed in the heralds since we have too many perspectives."
Unaka nods to Umptiskrunk.
Unaka nods to Mazilyn.
Avrenka nods to Mazilyn.
Aerilia nods.
Avrenka says, "I had the same thought."
Unaka says, "Okay. Good question."
Xionara gazes down at the floor.
Ryeka nods.
Allye nods.
Xionara mutters to herself.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Unaka stands up.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka wobbles, looking a bit faint.
Kerennya begins to pray.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Umptiskrunk stands near Unaka.
Kerennya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Mazilyn says to Unaka, "And how can we help them or fix the bowl."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka says, "Be ready for next time. More prayers, more offerings. The bigger, the better."
Unaka nods to Mazilyn.
Ryeka prays fervently.
Ryeka begins to pray.
Aerilia nods to Unaka.
Imroth says, "Cosmic glue."
Tirost says to Unaka, "Thank you, Unaka, for all your help."
Ryeka prays fervently.
Unaka says, "First, how to help Immortals. Second, why the Heralds changed."
Elurora softly asks Unaka, "Should someone escort you back to the inn?"
Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Aerilia says, "Rest well, Unaka. Thank you."
Elurora furrows her brow.
Avrenka says, "Though I seem to recall Valenal hypothesizing that something has made them desperate ... building up energy for an attack, he and Liraxes guessed if I recall."
Umptiskrunk says to Unaka, "Ump almost as big as Unaka. Can lean. Would be nice to help Unaka."
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Kethrai gestures at Unaka.
Soft waves of a gentle, warm peach color flicker around Unaka.
Allye says to Unaka, "Rest well."
Unaka smiles tiredly.
Lupdels puts his drake in a sturdy green backpack.
Angel says to Unaka, "Thank you for your time this evening."
Lupdels gets a black chamois cloth from inside his green backpack.
Lupdels removes a moonsilver zuceira depicting a warm outdoor scene beneath a sungold disc from his belt.
With sure strokes that display his innate talent, Lupdels spends a few moments cleaning his moonsilver zuceira.
Unaka joins Elurora's group.
Elurora smiles at Unaka.
Unaka says to Elurora, "Sure. Take me back to the inn."
Imroth stands up.
Kerennya says to Unaka, "And your willingness to endure pain for all of us."
Imroth snaps to attention and hails Unaka with a crisp hand salute.
A stone seat collapses back into the ground.
Elurora asks Unaka, "Are you ready?"
Avrenka nods to Unaka.
Ryeka stands up.
Unaka says, "I, uh..."
Imroth says, "Take care."
Nawain carefully gathers up the delicate folds of a verdant jadeleaf prayer mat graced with golden butterflies and wildlace tassels.
Lupdels attaches a moonsilver zuceira depicting a warm outdoor scene beneath a sungold disc to his belt.
Avrenka says to Unaka, "Stars guide you."
Lupdels puts his cloth in his green backpack.
Mazilyn offers Unaka an amber ox bead.
Unaka says, "Sorry, hard to concentrate."
Elurora nods.
Nawain puts her mat in her slender rugursora.
Unaka declines Mazilyn's offer.
Zalinyar says to Unaka, "Rest well."
Mazilyn says, "I made it myself."
Elurora bows.
Ryeka nods.
Kerennya says, "There are a lot of us here."
Mazilyn nods to Unaka.
Gragnel stands up.
Vaddon says, "May peace favor your sword."
Angel says to Avrenka, "Star."
Kerennya grins at Unaka.
Angel chuckles to herself.
Gragnel lays his hand on Unaka's arm.
Mazilyn reverently places an amber ox bead atop the granite altar.
Unaka says, "Just be ready, for Truffenyi. For next time. Bigger is better. Think about it."
Unaka nods to Elurora.
Avrenka says to Angel, "They are still there, the Heralds did something to hide them."
Aerilia gives a slight nod.
Elurora nods to Unaka.
Mazilyn offers her bead to the gods in homage of their greatness.
Unaka says, "Let's go. Bye everyone."
Lady Knight Elurora goes up, leading her group.
Mazilyn says, "Bigger...."
Xionara haltingly asks, "Capture ox and put on altar?"
Lupdels effortlessly begins a quiet minuet on his moonsilver zuceira, his eyes sparkling with pride at his hard-won skill.
Nawain ponders.
Xionara scratches one ear, looking bemused.
Imroth ponders bigger is better...
Lupdels says, "Gonna need a bigger cigar."
Mazilyn exclaims, "No!"
Vaddon stands up.
Emerald Knight Vaddon strides up, leading his group.
Gragnel carefully gathers up the delicate folds of a midnight-blue nightsilk prayer tapestry with elegant black fringe.
Tirost says to Kethrai, "I'd like to hear how you think of the Heralds as dutiful caretenders of anything based on the visions we've seen. I can't think of anything that speaks of care in anything associated with the Heralds."
Kerennya says, "Maybe I can make an ox statue."
Angel says to Avrenka, "I understand, but there is only one visable is what I meant. I was making light of course."
Kerennya chortles softly at some secret joke.
Gragnel puts his tapestry in his bag.
Mazilyn exclaims, "No sacrificing Oxen!"
Nawain hopefully asks, "Anyone have a giant olden ox statue lying around?"
Imroth exclaims, "Sacrifice ALL the Oxen!"
Ryeka says, "I have a bunch of crystal beads- but I don't think that will be enough."
Xionara rummages about her person, looking for something.
Angel glances at Imroth.
Avrenka nods to Angel.
Briaen shakes his head.
Umptiskrunk says, "Ox is good meat. Not want to say in front of Unaka."
Umptiskrunk smirks.
Xionara sighs.
Dawnsworn Briaen goes up.
Zynell says to Tirost, "The ranger and bardic visions a while back showed them as caretakers."
Lupdels nods to Zynell.
Angel squints at Umptiskrunk.
Imroth nods.
Xionara haltingly says, "Just because hunt something doesn't mean don't value life of something hunted."
Lupdels says, "Elanthia has given visions of her own."
Zynell says, "It has been some time."
Xionara grumbles.
Umptiskrunk looks at Angel and shrugs.
Imroth says, "Probably a bad idea, but it would be big."
Kethrai nods to Zynell.
Aerilia says to Nawain, "A good carpenter could probably make a pretty big statue between now and then."
Zynell says, "It might be time to ask her again... given the new information."
Angel says to Umptiskrunk, "As if you hadn't annoyed me enough before that comment."
Umptiskrunk says to Angel, "Not many things that Ump won't eat. Actually, never met a thing."
Tirost asks Zynell, "Did they? Or did they show them as largely uninvolved, and perhaps punishing toward those they left to watch over the world?"
Angel rolls her eyes.
Umptiskrunk says to Angel, "Sorry, lady."
Nawain nods to Aerilia.
Angel says, "Have a great rest of your evening everyone."
Lunar Princess Angel goes up.
Xionara smiles angel
Zynell says to Tirost, "They tended and helped create those to care more daily."
Xionara sighs.
Xionara lets out an exasperated, "Pbpbpb."
Kerennya puts her book in her duffel bag.
Umptiskrunk says, "That one have a moonbeam in an unhappy spot."
Umptiskrunk shrugs.
Xionara nods to Malorna.
Zynell says to Tirost, "Not as hands off as we were lead to believe."
- Unaka returns home from a hard day of adventuring.
Tirost says to Zynell, "And those beings made the decision to seek more and more energy - much like we saw in the cracked bowl vision - and were punished by the Heralds."
Malorna stands up.
Bacon Bandit Malorna goes up, leading her group.
Kethrai says to Tirost, "I experienced the visions myself. They showed a time of balance and peace, watched over by the Heralds, until one being exposed our Plane to the outside. Then a horrible war, a collapse of civilization."
Bacon Bandit Malorna's group came across Truffenyi's shrine.
Malorna clasps Xionara's hand tenderly.
Xionara leaps to her feet!
Kethrai says, "Collapses, plural, over and over again."
Lupdels nods to Kethrai.
Bacon Bandit Malorna goes up, leading her group.
Zynell says to Lupdels, "Do you think arranging something would be doable? i am not certain who all was involved in those meetings."
The brown bear lumbers off.
Tirost asks Kethrai, "They created those beings that reached for more energy, did they not?"
Imroth nods to Tirost.
Lupdels says to Zynell, "I can play my part as a Bard. But the Rangers needed to beseech Elanthia alongside ... I cannot say."
Shh'oiyvh-ur Ograth Elizzibiana goes up, leading her group.
Kethrai says, "They did, yes."
Zynell says to Tirost, "If your worker was doing something wrong you would fire them or correct them. hire someone new."
Mistanna waves.
Verminarrde bows his head and chants catechisms.
Mistanna stands up.
Valta Varna Mistanna wanders up.
Zynell nods to Lupdels.
Rienth says to Zynell, "I think they were headed by Waydren and Illiya."
Nawain says, "Waydren was the ranger leading those vision quests."
Ryeka ponders.
Zynell nods to Rienth.
Verminarrde bows his head and chants catechisms.
Tirost asks, "But if you are responsible for training the worker - or if the worker is your daughter, do you unmake her for her mistake?"
Tirost asks, "And why leave her alone to make the mistake?"
Tirost asks, "Should you, as the parent, not bear some responsiblity - or at least give some mercy - for what has transpired?"
Zynell glances at Kethrai.
Imroth says, "They were not unmade, I thought they were put into some sort of prison to watch for eternity."
Gragnel says, "Not every parent is loving and forgiving though, some are stern and spiteful."
Enelne's Champion Nawain lopes up.
Tirost nods to Gragnel.
Kethrai says, "You're not understanding the question I've asked, Tirost. I'm not asking who bears responsibility."
Aerilia says to Imroth, "Which really.. might be even worse."
Tirost says, "And those parents do much harm."
Imroth nods to Aerilia.
Lupdels says, "Truffenyi love of the minstrel, of the musician, in the vision that Unaka shared with me is unlike the visions I had of Elanthia in its primeval state. We are reminded again and again of the deep connection Immortals have with us. The Heralds have not that familial tie, for good or evil."
Zynell says, "I do not understand parental analogies. apologies."
Tirost says to Kethrai, "I am suggesting that there was no vision in which the Heralds are caretenders."
Kethrai asks, "I'm asking, how did the beings who showed actual care over this world turn into the very uncaring, mana-hungry parasites that they punished?"
Lupdels nods to Gragnel.
Ryeka ponders.
Allye stands up.
Rienth ponders.
Imroth says, "I don't know if they showed care. That might have just been from a time when the bowl was full."
Allye says, "Please excuse me. Take care, everyone."
Lupdels smiles at Allye.
Tirost says to Kethrai, "From our visions now, it is hard not see the Heralds as beings who have no care at all for what they created, save that it can be consumed to grant them nourishment."
Aerilia bobs a brief, respectful bow.
Imroth says, "They were just fat and happy."
Kerennya waves to Allye.
Healer Aerilia strides up.
Allye waves.
Imroth raises his hand in a quick salute.
White Gladiolus Allye goes up.
Kerennya stands up.
Sublime Mender Kerennya glides up.
Tirost says to Kethrai, "But if there is another way to interpret the visions, or some I have not seem, I want to understand them."
Lupdels says, "A gardener does not care about weeds."
Imroth glances at Lupdels.
Kethrai asks Tirost, "Yes, I agree. So how did it come to be this way? If they were once one way, and they are now another way... what changed?"
Imroth says to Lupdels, "You must have a terrible garden."
Tirost asks Kethrai, "My question is: did they change?"
Lupdels says, "A gardener pulls out weeds. Disregards them. They are not part of their plan."
Ryeka asks, "What if a Herald went rogue out of a desire for power and somehow changed the others?"
Imroth says, "Oh! I heard that way differently."
Kethrai says, "If they did not, then Elanthia herself lied to us."
Lupdels smiles at Imroth.
Rienth says, "And creating something doesn't always mean parent, in an emotional sense. Might be too literal, there."
Tirost says, "Or were they always beings who grew things to consume them, rather than to tend them."
Tirost says to Kethrai, "Or we ar interpreting the vision in the wrong way."
Imroth nods to Kethrai.
Gragnel gets a twinkling foil mitre from inside his bag.
Imroth says, "I would like to know as well."
Couri leans on Relay.
Lupdels says, "It is simple as I see it. The Heralds cared for and tended Elanthia. The Immortals care for and tend to the Elanthians."
Saragos looks thoughtfully at Kethrai.
Kethrai says to Lupdels, "I would have agreed with that, if we'd not now been shown them drinking all the life from the world itself."
Imroth says, "I assume their mood changed as their "food" became more scarce and "poisoned"."
Lupdels nods to Imroth.
Gragnel gets a cleric-shaped gingerbread cookie from inside his leather longcoat.
Gragnel takes a bite of the cookie.
Lupdels says to Kethrai, "I suppose it is a surprise to the turkey or the cow when the farmer decides it's time for slaughter."
Couri hugs Zynell, getting a smile in return.
Zynell hugs Couri, who wraps her arms around Zynell with a warm smile.
Gragnel takes a bite of the cookie.
Couri hugs Mazilyn, who wraps her arms around Couri with a warm smile.
Tirost says, "It's possible that whatever came to this world from the needs of their assistant caused them to consume this world to fight off whatever was coming."
Couri stands up.
Thinker Couri goes up, leading her group.
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I don't think that necessarily follows that Elanthia lied to us. We're not sure what we're getting visions from there, or how much awareness it has."
Tirost says, "But it's hard for me to think of anything in the vision that showed the Heralds as caring for the world."
Imroth says, "I don't think they care about Elanthia. They see it as a bowl to be drunk. Now that is empty they are just angry and want more. Lashing out however they can."
Gragnel points at Imroth.
Gragnel says, "That's about my thoughts right there."
Kethrai says to Tirost, "Or that the ones who were good were the ones who were destroyed in the war with the outsiders... And these three were the ones left."
Gragnel praises Imroth.
Tirost gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.
Lupdels gets a Pantel spice cigar from inside a pale spiritwood cigar case clasped with an indurium Bloodworm Comet.
Tirost thoughtfully says, "Yes, there's still so much we don't know..."
Ryeka nods.
Avrenka says, "It's not hard to see that the Immortals influence has grown over the years ... and the Heralds now see them as a credible threat."
Chrysagon nods.
Avrenka says, "So the Heralds have been building up efforts and energy to prepare for this confrontation."
Imroth says, "I would like to learn more about specifically the three that loom in the sky."
Ryeka ponders.
Saragos says to Kethrai, "Let's say I'm a farmer. I plant wheat. My entire plan is to plant a field that I will one day harvest. I don't care about the wheat, and in fact, one day, I plan on killing every last plant there when I harvest the grain, and plow everything under. But if you could ask the wheat before I do that, the wheat is going to say I'm the best! I take care of it, keep pests away from it..."
Lupdels nods to Saragos.
Ryeka exclaims, "I think Phelim would have a few things to say about the Heralds hiding his stars!"
Zynell grins at Ryeka.
Ryeka grins at Zynell, her dimples flashing into view.
Saragos says to Kethrai, "The wheat might even talk poorly about various pests or interlopers (such as the Immortals), and talk me up as the farmer because I take such good care of it. Even if those interlopers know what the wheat doesn't - that the farmer plans on devouring what it can, and letting the rest die."
Lupdels says to Saragos, "And if someone comes and plants some other crop, the farmer will be mad as hell if they only want wheat."
Umptiskrunk says, "Phelim showed sign at his altar. Was nice. Phelim cares about us."
Saragos nods to Lupdels.
Maraisel nods politely.
High Priestess Maraisel goes up.
Saragos says to Lupdels, "Exactly. Those are called weeds."
Ryeka smiles at Umptiskrunk, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Imroth says, "I am going to the Wyvern Trials. Take care everyone."
Zynell says, "Well i informed Illiya of the interest in another Elanthia quest with Lupdels and Kethrai's names attached. so please see if there is coordinating that can happen."
Lupdels says, "I believe we are but weeds to the Heralds."
Imroth raises his hand in a quick salute.
Tirost waves.
Ryeka exclaims, "Have fun!"
Lupdels smiles at Zynell.
Sir Imroth trudges up.
Zynell says, "I am happy to facilitate anything else you need."
Avrenka stands up.
Tirost says, "I should take my leave as well. Safe paths."
Avrenka says, "I am off as well."
Mathematician Avrenka goes up.
Knight of Meraud Tirost drifts up.
Zynell says, "My... land connection is not ideal for this though."
Mazilyn reverently places an amber ox bead atop the granite altar.
Mazilyn begins to pray.
Ryeka says, "And I. I think I'll stop by Damaris' shrine here in the temple first."
Lupdels chews pensively on a Pantel spice cigar.
Ryeka raises her hand in a quick salute.
Lupdels stands up.
Ryeka strides up.
Mazilyn's offering is consumed in a blinding flash of light. When your vision clears, a glowing Truffenyi orb rests in its place upon the altar.
Mazilyn gets a glowing Truffenyi orb from atop a low granite altar.
Mazilyn stands up.
Mazilyn puts her orb in her white backpack.
Kethrai says to Saragos, "That may be the answer -- that they were only ever farmers, and our world is the wheat."
Saragos nods to Kethrai.
Gragnel asks, "Ya notice they all got swords right?"
Saragos says to Kethrai, "That's where the visions have led me. It's the only thing that makes sense, unless there was some sort of massive change that happened to them. Which, I suppose, is possible, but we've no kind of evidence for that."
Kethrai says, "But when my family harvested our wheat, we didn't salt the earth behind us. Our goal wasn't to plant wheat and harvest it once, but to do it year after year."
Umptiskrunk raises his palms skyward, chanting.
Kethrai says, "What we're seeing of the Heralds now isn't like a farmer tending a plot. It's like a swarm of locusts descending on it."
Lupdels says, "Desperate times, desperate measures, you'll eat the last of your seed corn if the other alternative is starvation and death ..."
Saragos says to Kethrai, "Maybe, but the thing is, each crop of wheat has no idea. Because there were no survivors. The Heralds may or may not make a new garden after us, but none of us will be around to see either way."
Kethrai asks Lupdels, "So what was the cause of their famine?"
Lupdels says to Kethrai, "Now that's something worth finding out."
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I said wheat for a reason, rather than an orchard, because the plants don't survive year to year."
Telamont leans on Zynell.
Mazilyn says, "Im gonna go think about bigger offerings or gestures."
Mazilyn waves.
Mazilyn beams!
Kethrai says to Saragos, "But wild magic is not just threatening what lives here, today. It's threatening the replenishment of life itself."
Pure Spirit Mazilyn glides up.
Lupdels takes a bite of a Pantel spice cigar.
Lupdels frowns.
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I mean, the analogy might only go so far. Maybe they practice a slash-and-burn type of agriculture where they use the land up and then leave. That's what we mortals did before we figured out how to not play the land out."
Lupdels sniffs at a Pantel spice cigar.
Saragos says, "We need not assume that they're doing this in the most efficient way possible."
Umptiskrunk bows to Zynell.
Umptiskrunk pats Gragnel on the back.
Umptiskrunk goes up.
Kethrai sighs.
Gragnel ponders.
Saragos asks Kethrai, "What is it?"
Gragnel says, "Well, I think we're at least getting more things to consider. I don't think we have the full picture still though."
Saragos nods to Gragnel.
Saragos says to Gragnel, "The picture seems to be coming in more clearly, though."
Gragnel says, "I think we got a pretty good idea on the "why now" side of things."
Lupdels says, "I'll have to ponder what questions to pose Elanthia, and how ..."
Lupdels waves.
Kethrai says, "I can't show you the vision, I suppose, I can only tell you -- that the Heralds we were shown in the distant past were diligent and meticulous. Even if they intended us for eventual harvest... They were not slapdash, sloppy, inefficient."
Leviathan Friend Lupdels saunters up.
Kethrai says, "You would not make a garden as elegantly balanced as theirs if you just planned to slash and burn it when it bore fruit."
Kethrai says, "It's a jigsaw puzzle and these pieces don't fit together. So there's another piece we need to find to link them."
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I understand that. Word choice is difficult. People in general can be meticulous and painstaking within the bounds of their knowledge. Maybe it's impossible to harvest what they need in a sustainable way, or maybe it is and they just don't know how, or care to spend the cost to do it. Or maybe it happens on big enough time scales that it's hard for us to understand."
Saragos asks, "If one season comprises the entire history of our world... it's hard to imagine what a fallow season and then a new growing season might look like, yeah?"
Gragnel gives a slight nod.
A young brunette woman in sky-blue robes enters the room, glancing around silently as if to make sure everything is in order, then silently leaves.
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I don't know if that's true. There's lots of ways to raise a garden, and lots of different types of plants. Let's say you have a type of tree that only bears fruit once, and never again. 20 years. You could spend a long time tending to it, meticulously construct your ecosystem so that your animals generate the fertilizer it needs, create an elaborate irrigation system, have some other animals that eat the pests..."
Saragos says, "A carefully balanced garden doesn't necessarily mean love. It just as easily mean that the trees require precise circumstances to bear fruit."
Saragos says, "Could just as easily mean."
Kethrai says, "That is a possibility, for sure."
Kethrai asks, "But then I have to wonder -- if this is the harvest they always planned -- why are they starving? Just the influence of the Immortals, tainting the soil with sorcery?"
Saragos says to Kethrai, "I don't mean to badger you. I just feel like I see a way to tie those two things together."
Saragos nods to Kethrai.
Gragnel says, "Maybe that's why she called it a "thread."
Gragnel ponders.
Verminarrde waves to Zynell.
Verminarrde wanders up.
Gragnel takes a bite of the cookie.
Chrysagon ponders.
Gragnel says, "Lots to think on, probably drink on if I'm being honest."
Kethrai says, "And, it seems as if they have been steadily consuming the mana from the 'bowl' for as long as there's been a bowl, faster than it's been replenished."
Gragnel says, "So, I think I'll head to the bar for a moment."
Gragnel says, "Be ever in the favor of the Immortals, all."
Reverend Gragnel slogs up.
Saragos says, "I grew up on a farm, so forgive me for going on about this. Starvation doesn't necessarily happen all at once, and crops don't fail all at once. It could happen over multiple seasons where you have less than ideal harvests. You eat through your seed corn, have less for next year, have fewer animals because you eat them or you can't support them. Eventually, you get thin enough, have small enough margins that one more bad harvest will ruin you."
Outrider Chrysagon moseys up.
Saragos says, "I mean, I don't know, right? We have very little to go on other than that the Heralds had to leave some previous world. But with the gardener/farmer analogy, it's not hard to imagine a circumstance where it matters A LOT to them this one cycle."
Kethrai brushes one ear with his hand, grooming it absentmindedly.
Saragos says, "Anyway, I should probably go too."
Kethrai nods to Saragos.
Kethrai says, "Safe paths, then. Until next time."
Kethrai nods to Saragos.
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.
Defier of the Heralds Saragos strides up.
Kethrai says, "All right... I'll head back as well."
Kethrai says, "Safe paths."
Heart Tender Kethrai glides up.