Miskton/Logs/20221210 Visions

Event Name: Vision Meeting

Event Instance: Prime

Real Date: 2022-12-10

Game Date of Event: 443-10-13

Point of View: Miskton

You say, "Okay, I think it's about time we get started. Thank you all for coming this evening." You smile. Woten nods. Tylanni leans back against Raewynne with a loving smile. Raewynne grins at Tylanni. You say, "Hopefully we won't have the... excitement that happened during the last meeting." You grin wryly. Gwenddolyn nods in agreement. Aluwyyn smiles at Zalinyar. Woten says, "Oh? I missed the last one." You say, "Cloud eels attacked Steelclaw Clan, then moved north to Crossing." Woten nods. Raewynne nods to you. Aluwyyn shudders. Raewynne smiles at Aluwyyn. Woten says, "Classic." Raewynne says, "They weren't so bad." Aluwyyn chuckles at Raewynne. Gwenddolyn says, "While they were discussing the vision about cloud eels." Gwenddolyn chuckles. Woten says, "How apropos." You ask, "Hmm, let's see... How about we get one of the unsettling visions out of the way first?" You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Aluwyyn gazes at you. You say, "I felt mildly uncomfortable, jittery, my heart beating a little too fast. Something was wrong, and I felt misplaced? Looking around, everything appeared normal. I steadied myself and looked down at my hands, noticing my left index finger twitched. No, it wasn't twitching, it was flickering, a broken illusion with a trailing shimmer, and with a sudden intake of breath, I briefly recalled crystalline dissection needles approaching my eyes. I began to panic, and clenched my fists in fear." Gwenddolyn takes a sip of her frostwynne. You say, "I found myself looking at my hands, the twitch gone. The vision faded." Nawain blinks. Nawain shudders. Tylanni winces. Raewynne blanches. Woten mutters to himself. Zalinyar blinks at you. Woten asks, "Trader stuff?" You say, "Now, I couldn't say precisely what is going on there... but my guess would be that it is related to Trader magic." Tylanni quietly says, "Visions like that make me glad to be a warrior mage." Tylanni slowly empties his lungs. Woten nods to you. Zalinyar nods to Tylanni. Raewynne nods to Tylanni. Shinesden grins. Aluwyyn furrows his brow. Gwenddolyn asks, "Dissection needles?" You say, "I don't know the exact details, but it's my understanding that there is some surgery involved." Tylanni says to you, "How come you say Trader magic? I'm not familiar with their type..." Woten says, "It's very crystalline and illusion-y." Tylanni nods to Woten. You say, "Yes, their magic involves a great deal of crystal manipulation." Woten says, "The, uh, negotiants? Are star-things." Woten says, "Come across as crystal shimmers and twists in reality." You say, "And the Negotiants themselves are crystalline, yes." Raewynne says, "But why would they want to dissect your eyes? That reminds me of the guild that tend not to discuss." Raewynne raises an eyebrow in Itico's direction. Woten shrugs. Gwenddolyn says, "They never did say what they traded the magic for." Ayrell says, "My understanding is that there is only one spell of theirs which requires surgery." You say, "Well, the eye is one of the ways to get, ah, deeper into the head." Gwenddolyn asks, "First born child?" Ayrell says, "Though, as I am not a trader, I could be mistaken." Raewynne winces. Gwenddolyn says, "What spell? How odd." Woten says, "When they first showed up as Starcrashers and whatnot back in the day they definitely weren't friendly. I assume thet have some semi-hostile curiosity about us." Ayrell says, "Avtalia Array, I believe is the name of it." Ayrell ponders. Woten nods to Ayrell. You say, "From the context of the vision, my thought is that there was some suppressed memory of having... something done that involved needles approaching the eyes, which resulted in the uncontrolled, flickering twitching." Woten shudders. Shinesden humbly says, "Eesh." Gwenddolyn says, "It reminds me of a hologram." Gwenddolyn says, "The flickering." Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum. You say, "Possibly it's a vision of some additional process that requires similar surgery. Which may or may not be worth some unpleasantness, depending on what the Traders are offered." Allye nods amiably at Jaelia. Gwenddolyn says, "Sounds like a deal that is getting darker." You say, "If that's the case, well, I suppose it's up to the members of the Traders guild to weigh that tradeoff..." Woten says, "We'll have to see if we can get a trader to comment on it." Itico says, "The morality of profit is pretty broad in scope." Raewynne nods to Itico. You say, "They've already been offered the ability to access additional power with the downside of burning in sunlight, so the Negotiants do seem to have additional offers to make." Woten blinks. Allye angles her ears forward in curiosity. Reiku tilts her head, clearly curious about something. Tylanni coughs. Woten says, "Interesting." You say, "I don't know precisely how it works. Some way of opening themselves to more of the starlight aura that they make use of." Gwenddolyn says, "I watched one do it." Woten says, "Fascinating." Gwenddolyn says, "Rafano." You nod to Gwenddolyn. Tylanni nods to Raewynne. Shinesden humbly says, "That would be a bit interesting to see, though the tradeoff doesn't sound that fun." Tylanni chuckles. You say to Gwenddolyn, "Yes, he's done quite a bit of research into the nature of the deal with the Negotiants." Aluwyyn furrows his brow. Gwenddolyn nods to you. Telamont smiles at Zaryna. Zaryna giggles at Telamont. Jaelia takes a sip of her champagne. You say, "Let's see, next..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "I heard a loud thump, and found myself walking in a forest with tall trees. The thump repeated, slow and steady as a metronome. I continued down the path, and the thump grew louder. Soon, I saw a man dressed in simple robes, repeatedly punching a tree. The tree's bark was flattened, splintered to a pulp, and the man landed steady blow after steady blow, shaking the branches and leaves with each strike." You say, ""What are you doing?" I heard myself asking." You say, ""Learning," the man said, neither looking at me nor ceasing the steady striking." Nawain cocks her head. You say, ""What is the lesson?" I asked." You say, ""I am not yet sure," the man replied." Nawain grins. Allye rubs her right hand. You say, "I stood in silence for a moment, listening to the steady thump of continuing blows, and the vision faded." Raewynne blinks. Gwenddolyn says, "He should try using his head." Shinesden humbly says, "Oo that was mine." Shinesden grins. Raewynne giggles at Gwenddolyn. You say, "This man seems similar to one who has been seen in a few visions previously." Shinesden humbly says, "Still not sure what that was." Woten says, "Pretty inscrutable, even as visions go." Gwenddolyn asks, "What were the others he was in?" Nawain says, "I like that one. Sounds like a philosophy lesson, not an omen." You say, "He was seen disabling bandits with precise strikes that dropped them without actually wounding them." You say, "And also in a vision featuring a tree much like that which Empaths can magically summon." Gwenddolyn says, "Martial artist." You say, "Being able to easily heal your hands would certainly be helpful for training by punching hard things." Itico says, "The disabling and not harming the bandits invokes thoughts of empaths." You nod to Itico. Jaelia nods. Itico says, "A martial discipline that would allow them to debilitate and not harm would be a boon to their guild." Shinesden humbly asks, "Like lethargy?" Allye ponders. You say, "He did physically strike them, but did not seem to cause actual injury. I'm not sure of the specific ramifications there." Jaelia says, "It is a good thing to learn, regardless of Guild, and while I hope it aids the Empaths, I also like the general deeper lesson for all. Disabling without harm, going through without leaving a trail of bodies necessarily.. I like these visions and hope they come to pass in some form or lesson." Raewynne smiles at Jaelia. Itico smiles at Raewynne. Raewynne says, "But I so enjoy roasting things." Raewynne coughs. You say, "The previous visions somewhat gave the sense that he is traveling, so perhaps he will at some point reach an area near us." Gwenddolyn says, "Hopefully not." Woten chuckles. Shinesden chuckles. You say, "If he's offering training, I'm sure many might be interested." You say, "Depending on who he is offering it to." You glance at Gwenddolyn, a female Elf. Raewynne nods to you. Gwenddolyn says, "I doubt he is training the general public." Gwenddolyn says, "More private lessons." Raewynne raises an eyebrow. Shinesden ponders. You say, "For the next vision..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Aluwyyn whispers something to Ayrell. You say, "Hmm. One that is actually quite pleasant. At the surface level, at least." Gwenddolyn chuckles. You say, "An elderly couple walked hand in hand, entering a small garden space. The man talked at length of how each plant was faring, new growth, and scolding and removing weeds. The woman looked bored, but watched the man with a bemused smile. He knelt before a large protea bush and pruned a few dead leaves." You say, ""This one is growing strong," he said. "The bees love it too." You say, "The woman smiled, and tilted her face to the warm sun. The man continued tending to the garden, and after a moment slowly rose, wincing a bit in his old age, and approached the woman, handing her a brilliant blossom. She accepted it graciously, and hand in hand, they left the garden. The vision faded." Gwenddolyn glances at you. Ayrell smiles at Aluwyyn. Jaelia smiles. Gwenddolyn says, "I doubt they are just growing flowers." Aluwyyn nods. You say, "Not too many things that stand out, but protea blossoms have been involved in some... odd visions in the not too distant past." Woten asks, "Almost too prosaic to have been a vision. What kind of bush did you say?" Ayrell whispers something to Aluwyyn. Nawain ponders. Woten asks, "I've never heard of... protea?" Aluwyyn winks at Ayrell. Raewynne nods to Woten. Nawain gets a king protea blossom from inside her mistglass phylactery. Ayrell chuckles. Raewynne says, "Me neither." Nawain shows Woten her protea blossom. You say, "It grows on Taisidon, but it appears to have some greater meaning in visions that we haven't clearly grasped." Gwenddolyn says, "King protea blossom." Jaelia bows her head and chants catechisms. Aluwyyn whispers something to Ayrell. Raewynne raises an eyebrow in Aluwyyn's direction. Aluwyyn grins at Ayrell. Ayrell smiles at Aluwyyn. Woten says, "Interesting." Gwenddolyn says, "It never decays and is found on Tsaidon." Aluwyyn snickers at Raewynne. Aluwyyn beams at Zalinyar! Ayrell whispers something to Aluwyyn. Gwenddolyn says, "The never decaying part is the interesting part." Aluwyyn smiles at Zalinyar and silently mouths the words thank you Raewynne nods to Gwenddolyn. Aluwyyn chuckles at Raewynne. Zalinyar winks at Aluwyyn. Aluwyyn shakes his head at Raewynne. You say, "For instance, visions of endless corridors, with protea flowers growing up through the tiles, covering the floor, walls, and ceiling." Aluwyyn smiles at Ayrell. Gwenddolyn says, "Perhaps a fountain of youth." Woten says, "Some kind of life extending-elixir." Gwenddolyn nods to Woten. Woten says, "Beat me to it..." Woten winks at Gwenddolyn. Woten shrugs. Nawain sniffs at a king protea blossom. Gwenddolyn chuckles at Nawain. Aluwyyn gazes thoughtfully at Gwenddolyn. Shinesden humbly says, "Thats like getting lost in a maze to figure out, did that once." Woten glances at Nawain. Aluwyyn ponders. Nyrhin nods politely. You say, "Or more recently, a vision of floating into nothingness, creating logic and math from raw thought, eventually forming a world in which a protea seed is planted." Woten mutters to himself. You say, "With one seed becoming dozens of seedlings, then hundreds, then thousands." Gwenddolyn says, "All from the innocent couple." Gwenddolyn says, "Bumper crop." Nyrhin gazes upward. Aluwyyn softly says to you, "That sounds more like an invasion." Nyrhin says, "Math.... always math..." Woten says, "Maybe Protea Blossoms are the physical manifestations of some extradimensional intruder in the plane." Gwenddolyn nods. Woten says, "Probably not though." You say, "Though, at least while the vision features an old man... I don't get the impression that he is THE Old Man." Gwenddolyn says, "Invasion of non-decaying protea." Jaelia says, "Yes, Everything is Math. The Stars, Music, Phelim Painted it all in Math." Gwenddolyn says, "We die before they do." Nyrhin says, "A terrible color, that math." Nyrhin chuckles. Woten nods to you. Aluwyyn softly asks, "Well the proliferation of said protea could symboolize the expansion or growth of some renewed peoples?" Woten says to you, "He seemed more a solitary type." Gwenddolyn says, "Or the longevity of them." You say, "So, while I'm still not sure exactly what the protea blossoms portend, it would seem this couple is involved with it." Gwenddolyn nods to Aluwyyn. Aluwyyn furrows his brow. Aluwyyn softly says, "Sorry to be an alarmist." Pormithius says, "Perhaps a similitude of something steadfast." Woten says, "Definitely something to keep an eye out for going forward." Aluwyyn ponders. (Jaelia gazes up at the sky in contemplation while listening, and resumes a seemingly comforting series of meditative gestures. She begins with slowly stacking one hand upon the other, then repeating while moving them upwards. Eventually she laces her fingers together, shifts and turns them in various patterns, stretches them apart, shifting them, then finally letting them fall apart and back to her side. Then she begins her continued reputation of the gestures again.) You say, "A symbol to keep an eye on, certainly. There would seem to be some importance, with the number of times it is appearing." Gwenddolyn says, "Could be a King who never dies." Gwenddolyn says, "And his queen." Pormithius ponders Gyfford... Nyrhin chuckles. Nawain nods to Woten. Aluwyyn nods to Gwenddolyn. Gwenddolyn says, "He isnt a King." Reiku smirks. Itico says, "In all but name." Nyrhin says, "But he never dies." Woten rolls his eyes. You say, "Two more visions to discuss this evening..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Jaelia says, "Understanding between Communities, so we keep our mortal bindings of unity through what the Visions teach and show us. Politics aside for potential larger matters." You say, "Let's continue with one that features a man who seems to have appeared in at least one vision previously, and possibly another." You say, "I smelled wildflowers and baked earth, and found myself standing on an open grassy steppe. A man walked to the center of a field of strange bushes covered in faintly glowing silvery-white blossoms, and approached a stack of wooden boxes, slowly separating them, revealing bee hives. A cloud of annoyed bees quickly formed around the man, but he moved calmly and spoke kindly, and the bees did not bother him. Lifting a few frames to inspect the pale yellow comb, the man replaced a few of the immature frames, and gently pared comb from others, collecting the material into a tall bucket. Replacing the stacked boxes and thanking the bees, the man carried the bounty away, balancing the bucket on one hip, and the vision faded." Aluwyyn whispers something to Gwenddolyn. Gwenddolyn looks at Aluwyyn and shrugs. Gwenddolyn says, "This one I mentioned earlier, hemlock flowers." You say, "There was a previous vision featuring the same sent of wildflowers and baked earth on a grassy steppe, and the same plants." Gwenddolyn says, "He is an alchemist using bees." Nawain frowns. Woten asks, "Are hemlock flowers silvery-white?" Gwenddolyn nods to Woten. You say, "In that the man was harvesting fiber from them." Nawain nods to Woten. Nawain says, "They are." Gwenddolyn says, "Yes." You say, "They are, but I'm not sure they grow as a bush." Zalinyar says, "The one where he put a gas mask on his ox." Gwenddolyn says, "That was another substance." Gwenddolyn says, "It was also poison." Zalinyar asks, "Same man though?" Gwenddolyn says, "He is clearly an alchemist." Gwenddolyn says, "I am assuming it is Morganae's brother." Ayrell sighs. You say, "Also, hemlock does not normally glow, or release apparently toxic fumes at night. At least, hemlock that hasn't been magically enhanced." Gwenddolyn says, "Her twin brother." Nawain ponders. Gwenddolyn says, "I may be wrong." Gwenddolyn says, "But he has the skill." Woten asks, "Morganae... the mountain elf?" Tylanni nods to Woten. Nyrhin says, "I'd say there are a great many other alchemists with that skill as well, though." Tylanni says, "The Queen." Woten nods. Gwenddolyn says, "Lenizhir." Aluwyyn rubs his head. Ayrell nods to Nyrhin. Gwenddolyn says, "They have still not revealed his race." Woten asks Gwenddolyn, "What makes you think it is him?" You say, "There was another vision that featured a man on a steppe, which had some similar aspects of starlight, though it did not feature plants." Gwenddolyn says, "Because he did this before, it is a matter of recorded history." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "Let's see, this one was a bit back..." You say, "A man crept along the steppe, crouching into tall grass as the wind shifted. Squinting ahead, he kept a sharp eye on a large ram which skipped along the exposed rocks, licking salt from the bare earth. A pair of widely curving horns terminated in wicked points, and the ram's white coat swayed in the breeze. Notching an obsidian tipped arrow onto a bow strung with feathers and carved bone totems, the hunter inhaled a long, slow breath as he sighted along the shaft. The bow string sang, the arrow landed true, and the ram kicked once and fell dead." You say, "Placing a hand in respect on the ram's brow, the man bowed his head in thanks. The ram's coat began to shimmer, rippling with starlight. The man made a long cut and began field dressing the corpse, oozing cold-white fluid which soaked into the dirt. Lifting the creature's glowing heart, the man took a bite, and chewing around blood and starlight, gazed at the sky. The vision faded." Gwenddolyn says, "Different man." Nawain ponders. Woten says, "Huh." Aluwyyn blinks. Woten says, "That's... huh." You say, "A man on the steppes who deals in things infused with starlight seems to have at least a potential link between the visions." Aluwyyn softly asks, "Is that ritual known anywhere in the realm?" Gwenddolyn says, "There could be one clan that does." Aluwyyn gazes at Gwenddolyn. Gwenddolyn says, "I will have to check my clan notes." Aluwyyn nods. Aluwyyn ponders. You say, "Possibly there might be something known amongst the Nomads of the Arid Steppe." Zalinyar says, "I feel like the obsidian tip and bone totems may be important to identifying this man." Gwenddolyn nods to Zalinyar. Woten says, "Yeah but starlight and that cold-white color are pretty specific to Trader magic." Woten says, "Not necessarily exclusive I guess, but odd details all the same." Itico says, "Obsidian pointed arrow denotes a volcanic region, mountainous and starlight. I would ask the Crystal Hand before the nomads but I never made it far with the Moon Mage guild." You say, "Well, some of the things Traders do were known to others in the past, but forgotten." Woten nods to you. Gwenddolyn says, "Xalashar conjureres wear robes with bone totems on them." Gwenddolyn says, "Xala-shar conjurers." Zalinyar says to Gwenddolyn, "Beat me to saying that." Zalinyar grins at Gwenddolyn, her dimples flashing into view. Gwenddolyn chuckles. Woten says, "I didn't think there were many Monks of the Crystal Hand left, after the destruction of the hall." Gwenddolyn says, "They are in knife clan." You say, "In fact, on the Trabe Plateau you can see the work of crystal that's similar to what Traders can do now... But at a larger scale than has been attempted in modern times, I think." Gwenddolyn says, "Interesting." Gwenddolyn nods to you. You say, "There being a reason one of the crystals the Traders work with is called Trabe crystal." You nod. Nyrhin nods to you. You say, "All that knowledge is supposedly lost, but who knows..." Gwenddolyn says, "Never know." Tylanni says, "Nothing is ever truly lost. Just misplaced." Zaryna giggles. Tylanni shrugs. Woten asks, "When was the last time someone managed to communicate with the Nomads?" Raewynne nods to Tylanni. Gwenddolyn says, "Just like the say the blackfire cabal is gone." Gwenddolyn says, "I doubt they are." Tylanni winks at Gwenddolyn. Woten snorts at Gwenddolyn. Tylanni says, "Exactly." Woten says, "Oh here we go." Raewynne grins. Gwenddolyn chuckles at Woten. Aluwyyn casually observes the area. You say to Woten, "Aaoskar managed to get in touch with a Nomad to help in the attempts to contact beings from the Plane of Probability for diplomatic purposes. It... didn't end well." Raewynne blinks. Gwenddolyn winces. Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum. Tylanni nods to Raewynne. Aluwyyn takes a sip of his rum. Aluwyyn gazes thoughtfully at a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames. Woten nods to you. You say, "I don't recall all the details, and I didn't really understand the entire context at the time anyway, but it seemed like a number of the Nomads were upset about Quentiana working on the project." You say, "So they may not be eager to help out with other outside researchers." Woten says, "That checks with chart, I never got the impression they were very welcoming of outsiders." Gwenddolyn says, "At my next Imperial Lecture this month, I will retell the historical record of Lenizhir, and you will see it too." Jaelia beams at Gwenddolyn! You say, "And then, one last vision for this evening... and back to disturbing, I'm afraid." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Jaelia nods. Woten sighs. Nawain just nudged Woten. Nyrhin chuckles. Nawain grins. Woten says, "Ending on a high note." Woten winks at Nawain. Gwenddolyn chuckles at Woten. Aluwyyn nods to Gwenddolyn. Ayrell gazes off into the distance. Aluwyyn casually observes the area. Jaelia says to Itico, "Now you know what ithe lecture will be about, you can start studying in advance." Gwenddolyn says, "Oh there will be more than just that topic." Gwenddolyn chuckles. You say, "I found myself walking alongside an armored caravan, wrapped in sheets of lead-kertig alloy, pulled by a spindly crystalline beast. A bizarre landscape slowly rolled by, six-limbed creatures with too many eyes occasionally screaming at me from the purple leaved canopy. The envoy approached a large arch filled with orange light, and I boarded the caravan, the doors locking from within, windowed shutters clicking in place. The caravan continued forward once again, and an icy chill took hold as the terrain became bumpier. A fellow passenger thumbed a gaethzen orb, filling the small compartment with feeble light, and looking at my traveling companions, my vision blurred uncomfortably, buzzing, jarring." Jaelia laughs! Nawain blinks. You say, "Tooth and claw, maw and tentacle, someone began to scream. The walls of the caravan groaned as it flexed and buckled, and the vision faded." Gwenddolyn says, "Oh a trader having a very bad delivery." Tylanni says, "Eh." Nyrhin says, "I've been there..." Jaelia says to Itico, "Let me correct that. That will be one footnote. Be prepared to scribble quickly." Nyrhin gazes upward. Woten says, "What in the." Nawain nods at Woten, obviously agreeing with his views. Aluwyyn casually observes the area. You say, "The crystalline beast does sound like something the Traders might potentially get up to." Allye says, "That was eerie." Shinesden nods to you. Woten says, "The only large six-limbed creatures I know of are the Vykathi, but that doesn't seem right." Woten grins at Nawain. You say, "The... bizarre landscape, on the other hand..." Gwenddolyn says, "Scary to think it could be." Gwenddolyn asks, "That purple cloud in the stars you mentioned Miskton?" Nyrhin says, "My fellow guild mates can be strange people, at times." Nawain chuckles. You say, "I've not seen it myself, but, during the events on Basalt Isle, the necromancers working with Jeihrem were able to open a portal to... someplace. An extraplanar area, at least similar enough to our own for people to survive in it." Itico says to Jaelia, "I look forward to the lecture." Itico nods to Gwenddolyn. Gwenddolyn says, "Could it be like what happened south of shard, like a fungus growing." Woten says, "Claw and maw and tentacle and chaning walls is vaguely reminiscent of Maelshyve's remnant." You say, "But apparently very strange in appearance. Strange beings, a different colored sky..." Nyrhin asks Gwenddolyn, "Do you refer to the Dark Hand?" Gwenddolyn nods to Nyrhin. Woten says to you, "I must have missed that particular trip, but that would still track with the Demonic and Plane of Exile." Nyrhin says, "That's a little more than a fungus." Nyrhin chuckles. You say, "And they were able to use that place as a means of transport between two distant locations in our plane." Gwenddolyn says, "I was being kind." Woten nods. Gwenddolyn winks. Nyrhin grins at Gwenddolyn. Aluwyyn takes a sip of his rum. Ayrell nods to you. Woten says, "That is exactly the same as with the Plane of Exile and Maelshyve's remnant." Shinesden grins. Aluwyyn takes off an acenite sea unicorn with a glittering tail of coralite. Gwenddolyn nods to Woten. Woten says, "Enter here and exit up in Zaulfung." Woten says, "Well, under Zaulfung." Raewynne raises an eyebrow. Aluwyyn takes a deep breath, looking serene and determined. Zalinyar says, "Horrid place." Zalinyar shivers. Aluwyyn furrows his brow. Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum. Aluwyyn takes a sip of his rum. Gwenddolyn takes a sip of her frostwynne. Woten says, "Yeah it's pretty terrible." Zalinyar takes a sip of her frostwynne. Woten says, "I am working on organizing another research trip though, so much to learn in what passes for her memories." You say, "Also, to perhaps make the vision even more disturbing... My vision got very blurry near the end, and things became... disjointed. It's not clear exactly where the claws and tentacles were coming from." Gwenddolyn says, "You need protection from evil nonstop and to be perpetually blessed there." Woten squints at you. Gwenddolyn says, "Oh now my last lecture spoke about that man." Woten asks you, "Have there been any other visions in that vein?" Gwenddolyn says, "With 6 legs that were disjointed." You say, "If the walls were still intact enough to flex and buckle, the monster might have been inside the caravan." You ask Woten, "Probably! But which part specifically?" Woten chuckles. Woten says, "The claws and other stuff near the end." Woten says, "That seems to me to be the crux of the vision, but I could be mistaken." Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. You say, "Chaotic lashing of claw and tooth and tentacle has come up, yes. Often in the context of some of the things the figures in golden plate fight against." Woten nods. Woten says, "Still seems vaguely demonic to me, but I don't suppose that's a revelation." Nawain shivers. You grin wryly. Jaelia says, "It is disturbing." Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. Gwenddolyn says, "On that note." Jaelia nods. Gwenddolyn says, "Miskton, I have been having this soulstone vision every day now." Zalinyar says, "Lots of purples in the visions." Zalinyar ponders. Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum. Aluwyyn gazes at Zalinyar. Aluwyyn gazes at Gwenddolyn. You say to Zalinyar, "Purple has often been associated with sorcery, in the context of visions." Gwenddolyn says, "The one about hearing a voice telling me to hold it back." Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. Zalinyar nods to you. You ponder. Tylanni leans back against Raewynne with a loving smile. Zalinyar asks, "Purple cloud, purple trees any other purples?" Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. You say to Gwenddolyn, "I'm not as familiar with those visions, but I think I recall the one of which you speak." Gwenddolyn says, "It is about those in golden plate holding something back." Woten asks Gwenddolyn, "Why do you call them Soulstone visions? Do they only come when you rub some soulstone?" Gwenddolyn nods to Woten. Nyrhin ponders. Gwenddolyn says, "Yes I get visions thru my soulstone." Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. Gwenddolyn says, "Other emerald knights do too." Woten asks, "Are the dependant on your soulstate? Or is that too hard to tell?" Gwenddolyn says, "That doesnt matter." Woten says, "Interesting." Gwenddolyn says, "I have pristine soulstate and I also get a vision about my mana having huge blobs of black in it." Jaelia says, "That is very concerning." Woten asks, "Have you tried having a ranger Emerald Knight rub a soulstone?" Gwenddolyn says, "My golden mana with huge blobs of black." Gwenddolyn says, "No but we are having a meeting very soon." Woten nods. Gwenddolyn says, "That is one of the topics." Elizzibiana waves. Aluwyyn ponders. Aluwyyn waves to Elizzibiana. Gwenddolyn says, "Thanks miskton, was interesting." You ask, "That covers everything I had to discuss this evening. Does anybody else have anything else they'd like to bring up, or further questions?" Gwenddolyn curtsies to you. Aluwyyn raises his hand. You nod to Aluwyyn. Itico says, "And informative, thank you. I do not possess the ability to receive these visions. It's nice to receive the information regardless." Raewynne takes a bite of the pastry. Allye angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Aluwyyn. Raewynne nods to Itico. Raewynne says, "Agreed." Raewynne smiles at Aluwyyn. Ayrell says to you, "As always, thank you for hosting. Ezerak sends his apologies for being unable to attend." Aluwyyn calmly asks, "There were many names and historical references. where should i go to start researching?" Zalinyar grins at Aluwyyn, her dimples flashing into view. Woten says, "Ayrell LOVES history, ask her." You chuckle. Aluwyyn grins at Woten. Ayrell says to Aluwyyn, "If we are meeting up after this meeting, I could likely help you with some of your questions." Gwenddolyn says, "Good eve everyone." Gwenddolyn waves. Zalinyar exclaims to Aluwyyn, "The libraries!" Ayrell begins chortling at Woten. Raewynne waves. Itico nods to Gwenddolyn. Ayrell says to Woten, "It is true." Gwenddolyn hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Gwenddolyn with a warm smile. Ayrell nods to Woten. Woten says, "She will grapple you in place and then commence the knowledge beating." Ayrell laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement. Aluwyyn smiles at Ayrell. Zalinyar says to Aluwyyn, "The dusty ones contain the best of the books." Zalinyar nods to Aluwyyn. Zalinyar hugs Gwenddolyn, who wraps her arms around Zalinyar with a warm smile. Aluwyyn grins at Zalinyar. You say, "The libraries are helpful, Ayrell knows quite a bit about history, Gwenddolyn does lectures on Imperial history on a regular basis..." Nyrhin says to Woten, "Ah, so you've attended one of her lectures before." Nyrhin grins at Woten. You say, "Depending on what exactly you're looking for." Woten chuckles. Ayrell chuckles at Nyrhin. Woten says, "I just know Ayrell." Woten winks at Ayrell. Ayrell smiles at Woten. Aluwyyn calmly says to you, "I will review my thoughts and make a list." Aluwyyn smiles at you. Allye nods amiably. Ayrell chuckles. Woten bows to you. Ayrell says, "History is a favorite pasttime of mine, I do admit." Woten says to you, "An excellent meeting, as always." Itico says, "I daresay there were more warmages here than moon mages." Zalinyar smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Raewynne smiles at Itico. Itico nods to Raewynne. Aluwyyn calmly says to you, "Thank you very much. enlightening and disturbing as always." Aluwyyn smiles at you. Zalinyar says to you, "Thank you so much for holding these discussions, I do love pondering over the visions." Zalinyar smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Woten says to you, "Any word from the court? I haven't heard anything from the Ferdahl in what seems like ages." Jaelia says to you, "Thank you, as always." Jaelia nods. Tylanni chuckles. Itico says to Jaelia, "Always a pleasure, priestess." Itico bows to Jaelia. Tylanni smiles at Raewynne. Jaelia curtsies to Itico. Raewynne nods to Tylanni. Zalinyar says, "GOod to see everyone." Zalinyar smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. You say, "Not too much in the way of recent announcements, though the Tower did provide approval for Ayrell's arrangements for looking into Stormwill Tower." Aluwyyn calmly asks Ayrell, "May I join you milady?" Woten nods to you. Ayrell smiles. Itico nods to Raewynne. Ayrell nods to Aluwyyn. Ayrell says to Aluwyyn, "Of course." Aluwyyn joins Ayrell's group. Raewynne just nudged Shinesden. Aluwyyn calmly says, "Be well everyone." Raewynne waves to Aluwyyn. Raewynne hugs Aluwyyn, getting a smile in return. Aluwyyn hugs Raewynne, getting a smile in return. Woten says, "Always good to have Tower permission before we start electrocuting people in the street." Shinesden nods to you. Aluwyyn grins. Raewynne grins at Woten. Woten bows to Ayrell. Ayrell curtsies gracefully to Woten. Woten says to Ayrell, "A pleasure as always." Ayrell says to Woten, "Wonderful to see you again, as always." Ayrell smiles at Woten. Woten grins. Ayrell chuckles. Woten exclaims, "Don't forget to swing by the Temple of Serenity and get some sand!" Tylanni chuckles. Raewynne giggles. Raewynne nods. Ayrell curtsies gracefully. Woten smiles at Nawain. Tylanni nods to Raewynne. Ayrell says, "Safe paths, everyone." Ayrell smiles. Woten raises his hand in a quick salute. Woten says to Nawain, "Glad you could make it." Raewynne smiles at Itico. Aluwyyn grins at Tylanni. Nawain nods to Woten. Raewynne nods to Shinesden. Nawain smiles. Shinesden nods to you. Aluwyyn waves. Ayrell asks Aluwyyn, "Shall we?" Nawain hugs Aluwyyn, who wraps his arms around Nawain with a warm smile. Ayrell smiles at Aluwyyn. Aluwyyn nods to Ayrell. Woten nods to you. Woten raises his hand in a quick salute. Tylanni leans back against Raewynne with a loving smile. Tylanni says, "Party leader." Tylanni glances at Raewynne. Raewynne smiles. Jaelia asks, "Are there any travelling back to Crossings or heading north that I can join?" Raewynne beams! Raewynne nods to Jaelia. Jaelia asks, "Who would I follow?" Raewynne says, "We're heading back up." Raewynne raises her hand. Jaelia joins Raewynne's group. Tylanni says, "Safe transport cost 30 plat. Risk of danger is only 5 plat." Tylanni says, "Choice is yours." Raewynne giggles at Tylanni. Shinesden nods. Jaelia says, "Thank Goodness out the Dour Spoiled Daft Draft." Jaelia winks. Jaelia hugs Raewynne, getting a smile in return. Raewynne hugs Jaelia, getting a smile in return. Jaelia hugs Tylanni, getting a smile in return. Tylanni just nudged Jaelia. Tylanni chuckles. Raewynne asks Shinesden, "You ready?" Jaelia hugs Shinesden, who wraps his arms around Jaelia with a warm smile. Jaelia beams at you! What a warm feeling! Shinesden nods to Raewynne. Jaelia curtsies to you. You smile. Shinesden bows to you. You say, "Take care, all."