Miskton/Logs/20221015 Visions

Event Name: Vision Meeting

Event Instance: Prime

Real Date: 2022-10-15

Game Date of Event: 443-04-29

Point of View: Miskton

You say, "Okay, I think we can get started. Thank you all for joining me here this evening." Aluwyyn gazes at you. You say, "There's a few new visions to discuss this evening. Let's start with one that continues on with a theme we've seen before..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Darkewolff nods to you. Elurora cocks her head at you. You say, "Everything flickered, the fabric of reality rent, and a snarling creature of mud and fire clad in twisted iron lumbered forward. A young child lifted a pike, no more than a sharpened branch, and stared forward defiantly, his arm shaking slightly. The creature bowed and drew a blade glowing with heat, vibrating with hate, and fell into a ready position. The child lunged forward, but in that moment, a massive figure clad in golden plate slammed into the creature, roaring in fury. The child gasped as he watched the two pummel one another, and dropping the makeshift pike, stumbled backwards, terror taking the place of bravery. The figure glanced at the child and grinned, and the child fled. The vision faded." You say, "The figures in golden plate have of course been seen in quite a number of visions at this point." Anuril raises an eyebrow. Xelten raises an eyebrow in Ezerak's direction. Anuril is gnawing on his pipe. Elurora nods to you. Etasia takes a sip of her wine. Solitudines smiles. You say, "My interpretation continues to be that they have something to do with the phenomenon known as the Bulwark, although there is still not much known about it." Etasia smiles at Solitudines, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Kethrai says, "That is a strange one... The creature doesn't sound like anything I've seen." Solitudines beams at Etasia! Anuril asks, "Mud... and fire... and iron, though?" Anuril nods to Kethrai. Karthor scratches his head. You say, "The creatures that the figures have been fighting have all been strange in various ways." Kethrai says, "And it... bowed to the child, as if entering into a duel? But it also vibrated with hate." Atazai leans back in her sling chair and stretches her legs out in front of her with a cracking of joints. You say, "Yes, whatever it is seems to be quite violent, but have some sense of rules to be followed." Atazai gazes upward. Anuril ponders. Kethrai says, "Another thing about the golden-clad warriors, they're always grinning. Without seeing the visions myself I don't have the sense whether it's reassuring or creepy." You say, "As for the child... It's possible that the child represents something like innocence as far as not understanding just what all the threats are that are out there, which the Bulwark protects uf from." Atazai says, "Bulwark, hold things at bay. Things finding ways through, knights come to try and contain." Anuril quietly says to Kethrai, "Creepy." You say to Kethrai, "Possibly a bit of both." Kethrai looks at Anuril, obviously trying not to grin. You say, "Especially when they're still doing it while being torn apart." Elurora takes a sip of her water. Etasia ponders. Anuril says, "Those beings remind me of a construct or elemental but, the hate.. those things aren't usually very emotional." You say, "There have been quite a few different kinds of creatures the figures have been seen fighting, but it's difficult to say what they might all represent. Worth comparing them against extraplanar incursions, but if the Bulwark is functioning as intended, some of them may be getting stopped before we would even know they might be there." True Bard Navesi just arrived. Anuril smiles at Navesi. Navesi nods politely. Kintryn nods to Navesi. You take a sip of the champagne. Etasia takes a sip of her wine. You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Atazai asks, "Have like, there been any fishy paladin business lately?" Atazai shrugs. Navesi chuckles. Navesi says to Atazai, "It's been a while, Ms. Zai." Atazai says to Navesi, "Oh hi. I know you." Kintryn smiles at Ayrell. Atazai shakes Navesi's hand. Ayrell curtsies gracefully. Navesi nods politely to Atazai. Ayrell smiles at Kintryn. You say to Atazai, "They've been poking around, looking into the disappearance of Sir Beren." Ayrell stands near Ezerak. Atazai says, "Beren..." Ezerak smiles at Ayrell, revealing the dimples in his cheeks. Ezerak clasps Ayrell's hand tenderly and draws her into his arms. You say to Atazai, "Though perhaps more relevant, the Bulwark was involved in some manner in the weapon that was used during the assault on Basalt Isle." Anuril says, "Nothing much other than investigating the founding of the order and potential mosdeeds by the council." Kethrai says, "Or covering up the disappearance. Depending on which group of paladins." Kethrai coughs. Anuril puffs away on his cocobolo pipe. Navesi says, "If I know Ms. Zai, she may have been asking more literally about fish." Navesi squints at Atazai. Elurora grins at Kethrai. Atazai says to Navesi, "Well, there are always aquatic undertones." You say to Atazai, "I've got some fish to talk about tonight as well, though no signs of paladins there." Atazai nods at Navesi, obviously agreeing with her views. Navesi nods to Atazai. You take a sip of the champagne. It tickles your tongue and throat with its effervescence! Atazai gazes upward. Atazai says, "Mixes of things. Iron but hate but elements." Atazai says, "That's been seen before." Ezerak whispers something to Darkewolff. Atazai says, "When the uh, Lions were protecting from things in visions, pretty sure similar things." You say to Atazai, "The figures in golden plate have been seen fighting various beings with some similarities to those." Atazai nods. Navesi asks, "New visions of the golden-clad?" You nod to Navesi. Atazai says, "The chaos of voids." You say to Navesi, "Charging in to protect a child who was standing up to one of those creatures they fight." Kethrai whispers something to Navesi. Pyppa closes her eyes for a moment and grows still. Navesi nods to you. Navesi nods to Kethrai. Anuril gets some Dark Pass Desire tobacco from inside his tobacco pouch. You say, "Having mentioned the fish, I suppose I might as well move onto that one..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "I smelled the tang of the ocean and felt a warm breeze as I found myself wandering along a stone pathway lined with coconut palm and smelling of flowering ginger. The path terminated in a clearing sheltering a crystal clear pool, which I waded into, allowing the cool waters to surround me. Something brushed against my leg and I felt a flash of pain as my leg convulsed, my calves clenching a long moment before slowly relaxing." Pyppa ponders. You say, "Silvery fish began to swim toward me, circling closely. Something resembling a whiskered eel dashed towards me, and erupted in yellow-green electricity which spidered in all directions. Several other fish joined, weaving a net of blazing light, and I fell beneath the waters, paralyzed and rigid, my muscles taut and tendons creaking. The barrage continued, and I slowly made sense of the lesson. The vision faded." You say, "Now, I've not seen it in practice myself, but I've heard that there's been some new magic circulating amongst the Rangers." Xelten cracks his knuckles. Atazai ponders. Anuril dryly says, "Don't go swimming. Got it." Anuril puffs away on his cocobolo pipe. Elurora giggles at Anuril. You say, "And it sounds like there might be a bit of a connection there, with the generation of electricity." Xelten nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Atazai nods. Navesi dryly says, "I believe Mother Whiteburn would have a few things to say about that one." You ask Xelten, "Do you have any personal experience with this magic?" Kethrai asks, "Clearly the eels represent Drogor's wrath at not being properly appeased?" Anuril leans on Kethrai. Anuril appears to be trying hard not to grin. Navesi says, "Drogor exacted a certain Lesson at one point, which she would be better at explaining than I." Xelten says, "Yes, and your vision is fairly literal in regards to the method of acquiring this magic. The spell is performed in an unusual, rather permanent manner, sewn into the fabric of our flesh." You stroke your beard in thoughtful contemplation. Kintryn smirks. Navesi observes Xelten with fascination. You apparently forgot who you are, so for posterity's sake, you jot down some notes. Pyppa closes her eyes for a moment and grows still. You say, "Interesting." Solitudines quietly says, "We must depart... may the meeting go well." Etasia takes a sip of her wine. Solitudines bows. You say, "Sounds a bit unpleasant, but hopefully worth the effort." You nod. Etasia smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Xelten says, "I find it effective. Such is the nature of shifting magics. Some are not unpleasant, and others are quite the reverse." Kethrai casually observes the area. You say, "The rest of the visions this evening seem to lean a bit more into the abstract, unless we can work out a few clues as to their nature." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Morlokk takes a seat near a large curving diamondwood bar. Anuril puffs away on his cocobolo pipe. You say, "So for the next one..." Ezerak gazes fondly at Ayrell. Aluwyyn gazes at you. Aluwyyn shifts his weight. Morlokk beams! You say, "I found myself seated on a finely polished wood floor, wrapped in fine silk. Before me was a life-sized porcelain Human marionette, hanging limply, folded over itself. With a shiver, the doll straightened, mirroring my poise, and smoothly bowed to me. Producing a fine paintbrush, the figure began to paint a flowing pattern of ivy and geometric repetitions along its foot, winding up its ankle. As the figure progressed to its calf, the first markings began to dry, and the smooth white ceramic cracked and fell apart. The figure continued to paint, moving up his thigh, as the ankle and calf crumbled into small shards, and the vision faded." Ayrell smiles at Ezerak. You say, "It's my understanding that the race of the marionette varies based on the seer. I'm not sure if the gender does as well." Navesi gazes thoughtfully at you. Morlokk raises an eyebrow. Morlokk takes a sip of his absinthe. Etasia takes a sip of her wine. Kethrai ponders. Atazai says, "I must have missed...marionettes." Aluwyyn whispers something to Pyppa. Aluwyyn smiles at Pyppa. You say, "I don't think it's something so simple as a warning against vanity, but I'm not sure what the process is supposed to represent." Etasia gazes intently into her sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface. Anuril says, "Some of us have magical tattoos..." Pyppa nods to Anuril. Anuril says, "Geometric shapes are sometimes associated with elemental magic." Aluwyyn whispers something to Pyppa. Anuril asks, "The ivy... life?" You say, "I didn't notice any changes to myself mirroring what was happening to the marionette, at least." Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Morlokk slowly asks, "Forgive a ignorant tog but could the ivy maybe poison?" Darkewolff just nudged Ezerak. Darkewolff offers Ezerak a glass of Howling Coyote rum. You say, "It could be! We're lacking in details." Morlokk gives a slight nod. Morlokk takes a sip of his absinthe. Anuril is gnawing on his pipe. You say, "If the patterns represent life and elemental mana, it could be something to do with sorcery." Ezerak blinks. You stroke your beard in thoughtful contemplation. Elurora takes a sip of her water. Aluwyyn takes a sip of his Elixir. Darkewolff offers Ezerak a glass of Howling Coyote rum. Kethrai nods to you. Etasia takes a sip of her wine. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Ezerak says to Darkewolff, "Sorry, was puzzling over the vision." Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Darkewolff nods to Ezerak. You say, "Hylomorphic sorcery which breaks down the animating forces behind constructs? Just letting myself ponder possibilities." Anuril raises an eyebrow. You say, "Though the marionette doing the painting to itself wouldn't seem to follow, there." Anuril says, "That would be a novel use.. it typically only affects demons, spirits, and elementals." Kethrai nods to you. Kethrai says, "The marionette was still moving as it was crumbling. The cleaner analogy there would be... strings cut." Kethrai says, "But if there were a spell that instead attacked the stuff the construct was made of..." Kethrai shrugs. Anuril smirks. Anuril says, "Perhaps it means the pursuit of beauty is hopeless." Jaelia gathers the folds of her gown and deeply curtsies with a flourish and a smile. Aluwyyn smiles at Jaelia. Pyppa smiles at Jaelia. You say, "I didn't seem to see anything concealed under the porcelain being revealed as it crumbled, which would have added some other lines of thought." Darkewolff ponders. Jaelia grins at Pyppa. Navesi says to Anuril, "Let's not get too despondent." Anuril chuckles. Anuril nods to Navesi. Anuril puffs away on his cocobolo pipe. You say, "The next vision is a bit more positive, at least." Atazai gasps at Jaelia! Jaelia gasps! Atazai leans back in her sling chair and stretches her legs out in front of her with a cracking of joints. Etasia grins at you, her dimples flashing into view. Jaelia exclaims, "I know, where are my manners!" Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Darkewolff coughs. Jaelia blushes a bright red color. Jaelia takes a seat near a large curving diamondwood bar. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Atazai says, "There is no worry." Aluwyyn takes a sip of his Elixir. You say, "I found myself leaning over a lute and strumming a complex melody. Winding along a complex sequence, I found the tune elusive, and suddenly, a string snapped, surprisingly violently. I glanced down in concern, realizing how close my fingers were to the released tension, but in a flash of insight, was able to work around the missing string. I found the progression, smoothly continuing the melody, the music cooperating. With a smile and a flourish, I finished the piece, confident in my ability to repeat the task. The vision faded." Aluwyyn shifts his weight. Anuril blinks. Anuril gazes at you. Navesi says, "Ah, very impressive. Improvising that way." You exclaim, "The music may not be literal, but it could be!" Atazai says, "A broken mind that had to remove something from real reality to make their wrong reality work." Anuril asks, "Less is more?" Navesi nods to Atazai. You say, "But the basic idea seems like some unexpected and dangerous occurrence leading to understanding and/or a good outcome." Navesi says, "Tension, violence, and hardship -- sources of inspiration." Atazai ponders. Elurora takes a sip of her water. Kaelie takes a sip of her champagne. Atazai says, "They weren't ready for a seven string." Anuril says, "Or more literally, bards should all remove a string from their lutes." Anuril winks. Elurora giggles at Anuril. You chuckle. Atazai nods to Anuril. Jaelia exclaims, "No!" Ezerak chuckles at Anuril. Jaelia coughs. Navesi gazes at Anuril. Anuril coughs. Anuril blushes, the tips of his ears turning a deep shade of red. Xelten matter-of-factly says, "I believe there is a drinking game to that effect." Darkewolff says to himself, "Oh my." Jaelia takes a sip of her tea. Ayrell ponders. You say, "My guess would be that it's not literally about music, but it does at least seem to be a positive outcome." Kethrai says, "Who knew the biggest controversy today would be the number of strings for a lute..." Etasia chuckles at Kethrai. Darkewolff says, "The mute lute." Jaelia says, "What seperates a lute from a harp? Some might say the number of strings." Aluwyyn grins at Darkewolff. Atazai says, "The violence, and a snap. A string, or a thread. Lots of Sorcery in it." Darkewolff smiles at Aluwyyn. Kethrai says, "...also the fretboard, and the body, and how you play it..." Pyppa gazes intently into her sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface. Elurora looks at Kethrai, obviously trying not to grin. Navesi chuckles at Kethrai. Jaelia grins at Kethrai. Darkewolff squints. You say to Atazai, "Though in this case, that would seem to mean finding a way to do something without relying on sorcery." Atazai is licking herself again. Morlokk slowly asks, "Just another thing i noticed which im sure you brainier folks already did, but the marionette and lute both had broken strings or involved strings in a way no?" Navesi says, "The fact that it is a lute though suggests that perhaps the problem at hand is one for the Bards." Darkewolff says to himself, "Something about that string, the tension, the snap. Hm." Morlokk scratches his head. Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Anuril nods to Morlokk. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Aluwyyn glances at Morlokk. You say, "The experience being represented by a lute does seem to suggest Bards might be involved, though it's not a sure thing." Morlokk smiles at a tall bottle of glowing green absinthe. Morlokk shakes his head. Morlokk shivers. Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Elurora takes a sip of her water. Jaelia says, "I did visit a bard shop earlier today, on pure unrelated circumstance, and there were a number of lutes littering the floor. The catalog did proclaim the Lute was the string instrument of choice for any bard." Navesi frowns. You say, "And the strings on the marionette didn't seem to particularly stand out, though they may well have been there. It did seem to be hanging at the start of the vision." Anuril taps a cocobolo pipe with the bowl carved in a visage of Hodierna that he is holding. Navesi says, "Shameful, leaving an instrument lying upon the floor." Jaelia nods. Ezerak nods at Navesi, obviously agreeing with her views. Ezerak says, "Especially one with strings." Morlokk nods in agreement. You say, "I have one more vision to discuss this evening, though not quite so positive." Kethrai angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at you. Morlokk frowns. Aluwyyn gazes at you. You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "I stood before a pair of chairs. Written along one was an indecipherable scrawl the blurred and shifted, defying my ability to make sense of the meaning. Written along the other chair in a simple script, "Miskton" was neatly printed. I looked at both, hesitating and uncertain, and the silence thickened, my heartbeat steady and slow. I sat in the chair that did not bear my name, felt my view stretched and skewed, remembered what had not yet occurred, and accepted what is not possible. Space unraveled around me, blue fire tore across my form, and I was consumed. The vision faded." Anuril raises an eyebrow. Jaelia frowns. Anuril casually observes the area. Aluwyyn raises an eyebrow. Elurora blinks at you. Navesi says, "Mm. Seems like the rules of that chair were not compatible with your life." Morlokk shakes his head. Kethrai asks, "Haven't those visions of the... captive star, involved blue fire?" You say, "My interpretation at first thought there is that there's an opportunity to step beyond what we are 'supposed' to do, and learn a lot from doing so... but at very great cost." Morlokk winces. Atazai says, "Well that would fall right along basic Zai Theory." Aluwyyn cocks his head. Kethrai says, "Or perhaps the blue fire is just some kind of sorcerous backlash for whatever happened in the chair." Atazai says, "Harawep webs the particular things that are represented here in Abiding, but there are all the things Harawep doesn't web." Jaelia says, "If someone could tell me about the captive star and blue fire as an aside at some point, I would like to hear it." Atazai says, "Estrilda, Invoking the Sphere, is letters, script." Atazai says, "But green." Anuril says, "Blue fire has a very specific connotation." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Aluwyyn grins at Morlokk. Morlokk smiles. You say to Jaelia, "That was the last new vision I had to discuss, so I can take a moment to review that vision with the star." The stars shift subtly, and you feel uneasy for a moment. The feeling soon passes. Aluwyyn nods to Morlokk. Elurora blinks. Elurora gazes upward. You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Ayrell gazes upward. Atazai gazes upward. Navesi gazes upward. Anuril raises an eyebrow. Kethrai casually observes the area. Kintryn ponders. (Miskton pauses with his finger on the page as he turns his journal.) Anuril glances outside a moment. Ezerak acts puzzled. Jaelia gazes upward. Navesi glances outside a moment. Atazai chuckles. Kethrai glances outside a moment. Atazai scans the sky, looking for portents and insight. Anuril glances at Kethrai. You ask, "I take it others felt that as well?" Elurora nods to you. Jaelia nods. Anuril nods to you. Kethrai quietly says to Anuril, "Felt like I just fell through a moongate." Ezerak whispers something to Ayrell. Kintryn nods to you. Ayrell nods at Ezerak, obviously agreeing with his views. Xelten asks you, "Before that, does anything of the vision aside from the flame color remind you of Shear?" Atazai asks, "Is h paint chipping vision new or old?" Navesi says, "Strange sensation." Ayrell whispers something to Ezerak. You ponder. Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Ezerak nods at Ayrell, obviously agreeing with her views. Jaelia says, "It always involves stars..." Jaelia sighs. You say, "I actually don't have much experience with the Shear spell." Xelten gives a slight nod. Elurora glances outside a moment. Jaelia bows her head and chants catechisms. Morlokk smiles at Aluwyyn. Jaelia gestures. Glimmering cracks of silver spiderweb the walls, leaking a misty light that collects overhead. For but a single instant, the light floods through the area like a cascade of holy water, casting the night into a dreamscape astir with shadowed silhouettes and heavenly blaze. Kethrai asks, "I mean, the description of... shifting and skewing?" Kethrai asks, "Skewing and shearing are... synonyms, kind of?" Morlokk nods at Aluwyyn, obviously agreeing with his views. You rub your right eye. Aluwyyn nods to Morlokk. Aluwyyn ponders. You ask, "That... what was that?" Xelten raises an eyebrow. Jaelia asks, "What I just cast?" Elurora glances at you. Pyppa raises an eyebrow. Aluwyyn gazes at Jaelia. You ask, "Maybe?" Ezerak peers quizzically at you. Aluwyyn glances outside a moment. Jaelia says, "I ... I cast Phelim's Sanctum." Morlokk cocks his head. Pyppa closes her eyes for a moment and grows still. Elurora casually observes the area. Navesi asks Jaelia, "Is that normal for that spell?" Jaelia says, "No." You say, "Ah... possibly I've just never seen it before." Pyppa gazes intently into her sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface. You say, "Oh." You ponder. Jaelia says, "No - Normally the Undead are stunned or worse." Navesi gazes thoughtfully at Jaelia. Kaelie says, "Glad we're all living." Atazai stands up. You chuckle. Anuril smirks at Kaelie. Atazai folds up her chair, causing it to collapse into a more compact bundle. Pyppa nods to Kaelie. Ezerak takes a sip of his rum. Jaelia says, "The last time... Stars - Phelim walked with me. It was how I got through the time of Lyras. I heard Blue Flames. I heard Captive Stars, and I just felt the spell would not do harm and might set some ease about the room." You say to Jaelia, "Anyway... Your question about the star..." Jaelia says, "Especially after having seen a star in a vision I don't normally experience. My apologies." You say, "I floated in the cold of emptiness and heard the song of distant constellations. Before me spun a strange structure, rings nested within geometric forms wrung with pulsing light. Through the gaps, I saw a caged star, burning bright blue. Periodically blazing coronal ejections roared outward and lashed against the structure, curving backwards along unseen currents as dissipating matter rained back down. The structure was unblemished by these flares." You say, "I began to hear it, the agony, seething in fury and desperation. The fear. The star was helpless, and it was suffocating." You say, "As the structure spun, I caught snippets of the star's screams: the words "not," "you," and "permission." The vision faded." Elurora gazes thoughtfully at you. Aluwyyn shudders. Jaelia says to you, "Thank you." Elurora rubs her nose. You say, "That seemed to follow on a pair of visions that showed a trio of men and a trio of women apparently engaging in some sort of magical construction, which may have been the process of caging the star." Elurora quietly says, "I never thought I'd feel like maybe we need to save a star." Elurora gazes upward. Jaelia frowns. Elurora squints. Navesi quietly says to Elurora, "Never know what the star has done." Jaelia frowns deep Xelten says, "Not all that is caged is innocent." Xelten smiles slightly. Elurora says, "Not all that are caged are guilty." Elurora flashes a quick grin at Xelten. Ayrell smiles at Ezerak. Morlokk nods at Aluwyyn, obviously agreeing with his views. Jaelia taps a tiny nightingale charm that she is wearing. Anuril dryly says, "Well I'm sure the star had a lovely trial and all due process was adhered to." Kaelie says, "I need to slip away, thank you as always Miskton." Jaelia takes a sip of her tea. Elurora bows to Kaelie. You say, "Anyway... That covers what I had to discuss this evening. If anybody has something else they'd like to bring up or discuss, though, feel free." Darkewolff chuckles. Pyppa smiles. You say, "Otherwise... I think I may be spending a while keeping an eye on the stars." Pyppa gazes upward. Anuril nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Aluwyyn nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Kethrai says to Xelten, "I'm curious why you brought up Shear? You seemed to have a theory." Atazai whispers something to Navesi. Aluwyyn nods to Morlokk. Navesi raises an eyebrow in Atazai's direction. Xelten says, "It has been decades since I encountered the spell. Before several magical calamities." Aluwyyn respectfully says to you, "Thank you again." Jaelia says, "I may seek some out at another time so I can not only be more current on things to come, but of things more recent. Thank you." Navesi whispers something to Atazai. You nod politely to Jaelia. Jaelia nods to Aluwyyn. Jaelia stands up. Aluwyyn smiles at Jaelia. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Kintryn says to you, "Another very insightful evening. Lots to think on." Kintryn curtsies to you. You say, "Thank you all for coming." Pyppa smiles. You smile. Atazai whispers something to Navesi. Pyppa curtsies gracefully. Kintryn smiles. Anuril asks you, "If the stars seemed to shift just now, could it not be the case that... the world shifted?" Darkewolff slowly empties his lungs. Darkewolff smiles. Darkewolff shakes his head. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Elurora furrows her brow. Elurora gazes down at the floor. Navesi frowns. You say, "That could cause a perspective change as well, yes. Though I'd think we might have felt that a bit more." You ponder. Kethrai says to Anuril, "Or we all collectively lost some time." Atazai glances up at the sky. Anuril says, "Well the options I've come up with so far... illusion, time magic, the world moving..." Anuril nods to Kethrai. Ezerak says to you, "Thank you, as always, for sharing the visions." Navesi softly says, "Or the rules changed for just a moment." Ayrell says to you, "Yes, thank you for hosting." Atazai says, "The Wolf looks normal." Ayrell smiles at you. Ezerak softly says, "Many strange happenings of late. But I believe that was the strangest." Navesi says to you, "Yes, thank you, Court Mage, as always." Darkewolff says to Atazai, "Always." Elurora quietly asks Anuril, "Something we can't see coming between us and the stars?" Atazai says, "It's changed over the years." Atazai gazes upward. Anuril asks Elurora, "Hmm, like a lens of some kind?" Morlokk shakes his head at Aluwyyn. Anuril asks, "Or... crystal?" Anuril casually observes the area. You nod to Atazai. Xelten smirks. Xelten asks, "How are the moons doing? Any looking particularly oblong?" Elurora says to Anuril, "Maybe? I was thinking like a sheer fabric but yours would make more sense." Elurora grins at Anuril. Darkewolff says to Atazai, "Thought you meant me, sorry about that." Atazai says, "Ooo." Morlokk smiles at Aluwyyn. Atazai shakes Darkewolff's hand. Aluwyyn nods to Morlokk. Aluwyyn smiles. Anuril smiles at Elurora. Darkewolff shakes Atazai's hand. Atazai glances up at the sky. Ezerak grins at Xelten, his dimples flashing into view. Ezerak asks, "Any new cracks?" Atazai says, "Xibar is as perfect as possible at this moment, maybe." Anuril says to Elurora, "A prism of some kind coming between us and the stars is also a good possiblity." Elurora gives Anuril a slight nod. You stroke your beard in thoughtful contemplation. Ayrell softly says to Ezerak, "I think I may stop for some tea at Milene's when we leave here." Ezerak smiles at Ayrell, revealing the dimples in his cheeks. Ezerak says to Ayrell, "I believe I'll join you." Ayrell smiles at Ezerak. Darkewolff takes a sip of his rum. Kethrai says, "I'm still hoping for, we all lost consciousness for an anlas at the same moment but stayed standing. That seems somehow less dire than any of the other options." Elurora grins at Kethrai. Atazai says, "That would be interesting." Atazai says, "There are multiple mirror type things lately huh." Elurora glances outside a moment. Atazai says, "Marionette mimicked poses, there's a mirror vision." Navesi says, "I must be going. Take care, everyone." Navesi nods politely. Ayrell hugs Navesi, getting a smile in return. Anuril smiles at Kethrai. Elurora bows to Navesi. Navesi hugs Ayrell, getting a smile in return. Ayrell smiles. Navesi raises her hand in a quick salute. Xelten nods politely. Ezerak asks Ayrell, "Shall we head over to the Rose?" Ayrell nods to Ezerak. Ezerak nods. Xelten says, "I will be along shortly." Ayrell says, "Others are welcome to join us, if you like." Ayrell nods politely to Xelten. Anuril smiles. Ayrell smiles. Atazai asks, "Which rose?" Ayrell says to Atazai, "Milene's Rose. On Ruby Street." Atazai says, "I'm not really dressed for nights on the towns." Atazai ponders. Anuril says to Ayrell, "I think Keth and I will join, for a little bit." Atazai asks, "Is there a beach there?" Ayrell smiles at Anuril. Ayrell shakes her head at Atazai. Ayrell says, "We are not so lucky as to have a beach here in Shard." Atazai frowns. Kethrai says to Atazai, "You are dressed well for a pleasant summer night, though." Atazai says, "I would need to change." Atazai says, "Mmm." Atazai says, "I dunno. This Shard." Anuril quietly says to Kethrai, "It's not quite summer yet, dear, but keep hoping." Atazai says, "This is..." Atazai says, "I'm supposed to be like, a proper Elothean or somethang." Atazai studies the faces around her. Ayrell smiles. Atazai says, "Um..." Ezerak chuckles. Kethrai says, "Who here can say you aren't." Atazai asks, "Who is leading?" Atazai exclaims, "I say I'm not!" Atazai chuckles to herself. Anuril grins. Anuril says, "I know the way, if you'd like to join us." Atazai asks, "Anyone who doesn't wanan see me naked, don't look?" You say, "Ah, hmm... I'm seeing some new visions now, it seems. Something to do with that change in the stars, perhaps." Anuril blinks. Anuril gazes at Kethrai. Elurora cocks her head at you. Atazai takes some sea grass sandals with braided laces off her feet. Atazai taps something inside her green backpack. Darkewolff smiles. Ezerak asks Ayrell, "Shall we?" Darkewolff says, "The beaches of Ratha." Darkewolff smiles. Darkewolff gazes off into the distance. You say, "It'll probably take me a bit of time to see just what all there is to see." Ayrell smiles at Darkewolff. Darkewolff says, "I remember it well." Ayrell nods to Ezerak. Atazai frowns. Elurora asks Anuril, "Do you mind if I join you as well?" Elurora smiles at Anuril. Anuril says to Elurora, "Please." Elurora joins Anuril's group. Elurora says to Anuril, "Thank you." Atazai joins Anuril's group. Anuril says, "Alright, moving out." Kethrai says to you, "Good luck with your observations." You say, "Thank you." Elurora bows to you. Darkewolff says, "I have to ask." Darkewolff asks, "Why did you not sit in the chair with your name on it?" You ponder. You ask, "I can't say for sure. Possibly the desire to see what would happen?" Darkewolff says, "Hm." Darkewolff nods. Darkewolff nods. Darkewolff says, "Well, alright then." Darkewolff smiles. Darkewolff says, "Thank you for sharing these visions." Darkewolff says, "Hopefully, we can make some sense of the abstract ones." You say, "My pleasure." Darkewolff smiles. Darkewolff says, "Take care, good sir." Darkewolff smiles. You say, "You as well."