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Event Name: Vision Meeting
Event Instance: Prime
Real Date: 2024-04-13
Game Date of Event: 448-09-14
Point of View: Miskton
You say, "Okay, I think we can probably get started."

Jaelia says to Ezathiel, "Keep an eye on this group, some of them attract wounds even when surrounded by libraries."

Jaelia sits down on the comfortable chair.

Belzor nods.

You say, "Thank you all for joining me here this evening."

Belzor casually observes the area.

Ezathiel grins at Jaelia.

Elurora gazes at Jaelia.

Valynn grins at Jaelia.

Gwenddolyn says, "Paper cuts."

Gwenddolyn nods to Jaelia.

Valynn gazes at you.

Jaelia nods to Gwenddolyn.

Belzor grins slowly.

Ezathiel pleasantly says to Jaelia, "Paper cuts can be nasty. Especially if they get infected."

Ezathiel winks at Jaelia.

Anuril glances outside a moment.

Elurora softly says, "You can use paper to cut paper, I'm not sure that's useful but..."

Elurora gazes off into the distance.

Ezathiel chuckles at Elurora.

Belzor grins at Elurora.

Valynn grins at Elurora.

You say, "There are a number of new visions to discuss, though I will note that I have only started seeing those rather recently, so I haven't had too much time to puzzle over them and try to figure them out. So we'll all be going into this fairly fresh together."

You grin.

Elurora grins at you.

Anuril raises an eyebrow.

Kethrai angles his ears forward in curiosity.

Tirost smiles.

Ezathiel gazes at you.

You say, "So then, to start..."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Belzor nods.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

You say, "Cold water lapped around my ankles as I stood in the wreckage of a large structure, collapsed wooden beams and stone columns littering the area, the sun streaming through the abandoned space. I stood in shallow, stagnant water, and looking around, I noticed a door in the exact center of the pool. Stained to bring out the grain of the wood and bearing a simple brass knob, the door was otherwise fairly plain in appearance. I walked forward, stepping gingerly around rotting wood and chipped stone, and gently grasped the doorknob. Pausing a moment, I braced myself, and opened the door."

You say, "I gasped at the view of a softly purple sky exploding with swirling galaxies and falling stars. Behind the door stretched a field of bent trees and dancing fireflies, a foreign sky glowing in alien colors. I stepped through the door, and found myself in the light of day, standing in ankle-deep stagnant water, a closed door behind me. The vision faded."

Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.

Elurora says, "Reminds me of those things we saw on the...star crystal thing."

Kethrai nods to Elurora.

Belzor peers quizzically at Elurora.

Jaelia nods at Elurora, obviously agreeing with her views.

Anuril dryly says, "Well, people certainly couldn't step through those."

Ezathiel furrows his brow.

Tirost takes a sip of his whiskey.

You say, "There was a vision a short while back that also featured fireflies, though I don't recall the alien sky being part of that."

Elurora says to Belzor, "There were these rifts, you could see through them but Anuril is correct, we couldn't go through them."

Kethrai says to Anuril, "Good thing or we'd have never seen Crobin again."

Elurora chuckles at Kethrai.

Belzor nods.

Tirost chuckles.

Anuril grins at Kethrai.

Tirost nods to Kethrai.

Gwenddolyn says, "The only place I know with fireflies is the tree in Ker Leor."

Belzor says, "I suspect Mr. Crobin would be engrossed in a wonderful method of searching out great artifacts if he went into them."

Tirost says to Gwenddolyn, "The obelisk is there too. Perhaps other ruins."

A night-black monkey with bright red eyes sits next to a russet lynx and begins to groom, looking for a snack!

Gwenddolyn nods to Tirost.

Belzor glances at a night-black monkey with bright red eyes.

You say, "Going through the door and ending up back where you started may have a connection to some of the other visions I'll share this evening, which also seem to have to do with loops or possibly time related things."

Jaelia applauds.

Kethrai says, "So... in regards to the image of fireflies..."

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Belzor says, "If she bites that monkey, I will not scold her."

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Elurora giggles at Belzor.

You say, "The activities in the individual visions don't seem strongly connected, but just that general idea."

Lenko grins at Belzor.

You nod to Kethrai.

Belzor smiles at Lenko.

Ezathiel smiles at a night-black monkey with bright red eyes.

Ezathiel gazes at you.

Kethrai says, "At a meeting recently, Karthor was sharing some stories of Empathic history, and mentioned that he witnessed Trylaine's granddaughter Ambent when she Ascended."

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Kethrai says, "And he said, there were fireflies involved in that process."

Belzor blinks.

Belzor asks, "Really?"

Belzor peers quizzically at Kethrai.

Tirost nods to Kethrai.

Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Tirost says to Kethrai, "I remember that."

You stroke your beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Tirost smiles at Valynn.

Kethrai says, "I dunno if it actually has any relevance to the visions, but..."

Kethrai shrugs.

Ezathiel whispers something to Tirost.

Ezathiel smiles at Tirost.

Tirost smiles at Ezathiel.

Ezathiel gazes at you.

Jaelia says, "I think it is an interesting visual for stepping from one universe into another, or appearing to, to find oneself trapped in stagnent waters and a closed door behind them instead."

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

You say, "Let's see, let me grab that fireflies vision, just since we've been talking about them..."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Tirost smiles at Valynn.

You say, "A calm forest brook flowed around stones and fallen logs, the air filled with the sound of birds and crickets chirping. Fireflies lazily drifted along the waters and brush, gathering en masse as they flickered in sequence, creating beautiful surges of yellow-green luminescence. Gradually, the fireflies drifted closer and closer together, forming a cluster of light that grew brighter and brighter, holding its shape before me as the insects struggled to fly in such a tight formation. The orb of flying fireflies grew brighter and brighter, and suddenly, it went dark. As my eyes adjusted once again to the darkness of the forest brook, I saw a large clump of dead fireflies drifting downstream, and the vision faded."

A night-black monkey with bright red eyes sits next to a russet lynx and begins to groom, looking for a snack!

Ezathiel raises an eyebrow.

Valynn frowns.

You say, "That one was somewhat overshadowed at the time by visions related to the Involuted Passage, and the person carrying their dead friend back from a battle."

Belzor quietly says, "Easy, Oxsanna."

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Kethrai nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Tirost nods to you.

You notice as a russet lynx scratches itself.

You say, "On the first vision mentioned tonight, the purple sky also raises the possibility of sorcery being involved in some fashion."

Kethrai angles his ears forward in curiosity.

Valynn quietly asks, "Why is that?"

Ezerak wrinkles his nose.

You say, "It's a color often symbolically associated with sorcery."

Belzor asks, "Sorcery? What kind?"

Valynn quietly says, "Ah, thank you."

Ezathiel whispers something to Elurora.

Elurora nods at Ezathiel, obviously agreeing with his views.

Tirost says, "Because it involves the seeming manipulation of fireflies to flicker in sequence, it may indicate the use of life magic."

Ezathiel winks at Elurora.

Tirost says, "That might also align with what Karthor had suggested at the Overhealer's meeting."

Jaelia says, "I am goin got add that it progresses the same as the first, something lovely and known, to something lovely but strange (them swirling in a mass), then to something not lovely and dead and scary and other not as lovely visuals."

You say, "Sorcery in general, though Teleologic Sorcery does seem to be the most likely candidate in many visions, though not always."

Ezathiel whispers something to Elurora.

Elurora grins at Ezathiel.

Belzor nods.

Kethrai says to Tirost, "Or fireflies are symbolic of Ascended Empaths, or Empaths as a whole."

Vaerek glances up at the sky.

Ezathiel grins at Elurora.

Anuril frowns.

Ezathiel whispers something to Elurora.

Ezathiel winks at Elurora.

You say, "The prominence of the galaxies and stars in the sky would seem to indicate a lunar connection of some sort, but fireflies and trees don't fit into the usual scheme of things happening at cosmic levels."

Tirost nods.

Jaelia says, "But aren't fireflies just like our closer versions of stars? I mean I certainly don't see symbolism quite the same way as the web does obviously but -."

Belzor asks, "Lunar, so moon mages and traders?"

Ezathiel giggles at Elurora.

Tirost thoughtfully says to you, "The last vision you shared seemed like some form of communication - not between the fireflies, as they all expired - but for someone or something else..."

Elurora looks at Ezathiel, obviously trying not to grin.

Ezathiel nods at Elurora, obviously agreeing with her views.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

You say to Belzor, "Or something literally happening in the skies."

Belzor nods to you.

Belzor says, "I see what you mean there."

You say, "And speaking of things happening in the sky..."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Elurora cocks her head at you.

You say, "The sky exploded with light, crackling radiance falling in all directions to the horizon. Crisscrossing lines of light faded into being, creating a large, crisscrossed circle in the sky, inlaid with geometric forms. The bizarre structure wavered and began to shift, rotating as a whole and within, forms turning one way as internal elements rotated the opposite direction, falling into and out of alignment. Shapes flared with light as they occluded one another, showering radiant blue-white sparks as they fell into and out of conjunction, and everything felt ... off."

Ezathiel gazes at you.

You say, "The sun began to rise in the west, and the structure in the sky shuddered, shattered in the light of day, falling apart, and dissipating. The sun paused, began to set, and the vision faded."

Elurora furrows her brow.

Gwenddolyn says, "Definitely trader related with all the shapes."

You say, "Rewinding time, apparently."

Belzor asks, "Or reliving?"

Tirost lets out a long, contemplative breath.

Belzor peers quizzically at you.

Kethrai asks, "A time-rewinding effect but one that's broken by the sun, because it's made from starlight?"

You say to Belzor, "The sun rising in the west, but then starting to set again once the form in the sky fell apart makes it seem that the device was causing things to move backwards."

Ezathiel softly asks, "Who or what would want to manipulate time?"

Ezathiel ponders.

Kethrai says to Ezathiel, "The Timekeepers, for one..."

Belzor nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Gwenddolyn nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Ezathiel gazes at Kethrai.

Gwenddolyn says, "My thought too."

Ezathiel pleasantly says to Kethrai, "I am not familar..."

Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Kethrai says, "A group of scholars and mages who are interested in time magic, how it can be used and preventing its misuse..."

Kethrai says, "Ideally."

Ezathiel raises an eyebrow.

Elurora takes a bite of her noodles and briefly flushes with a hint of watery eyes.

Tirost takes a sip of his whiskey.

Ezathiel pleasantly says, "I really need to spend more time in the libraries."

Ezathiel sighs.

Elurora grins at Ezathiel.

You say, "Yes, and it's been pretty unclear just what capabilities the Timekeepers have, aside from being able to show windows to other timelines, looping themselves, and apparently getting their minds unanchored from the body's location in time."

Vaerek glances up at the sky.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Ezathiel softly says, "Intriguing."

Kethrai quietly says to you, "And accidental de-aging, poor fellow."

Ezathiel pleasantly asks Kethrai, "How far back did he go?"

Gwenddolyn says, "Perhaps keeping time so time travel doesn't get out of hand."

You say, "Raerethrew looks to be a child, but claims to be over 300 years old."

Gwenddolyn says, "I mean if everyone went back in time to change things, nothing would exist as we know it."

Kethrai quietly says to Ezathiel, "Name is Raerethrew, you can often see him in the Crossing just across the river from the bank. He's an accomplished scholar but looks like a boy, and isn't happy if you point it out."

Ezathiel nods to Gwenddolyn.

Ezathiel pleasantly says to Kethrai, "Oh! I know of him, yes."

Tirost says, "It's interesting to think of what would be required to create such an effect. The only thing I can think of that I've seen that's close was Sanyu Aes on the Basalt Isle."

Ezathiel pleasantly says, "Strange duck."

Anuril dryly says, "I'm sure if traders could wind back time to make better deals none of us would have any coin left."

You say, "And then there's another vision that touches on the idea of looping..."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Ezathiel chuckles at Anuril.

Ezerak nods at Anuril, obviously agreeing with his views.

Ezerak chuckles.

Kethrai nods at Anuril, obviously agreeing with his views.

Belzor takes a sip of his coffee.

You say, ""Oh yes, this one was always my favorite!" said a bent old man as he studied a hexagonal bell covered in elaborate script. "Rung on the equinox, such a delight to hear."

Sofina studies the faces around her.

You exclaim, "The man continued on through the exhibit, smiling and nodding at each piece, wistfully nodding at paintings, barely able to keep his hands off the artifacts. Every object had a story, and each seemed intimately familiar to the man. Completing a circuit around the room, the man returned to the hexagonal bell, and once again remarked, "Ah the equinox bell! How I loved hearing it!"

You say, "I watched the man repeat the circuit, and then the vision faded."

Valynn just arrived.

Gwenddolyn nods in agreement.

Elurora gazes thoughtfully at you.

Valynn rearranges the folds of her green cloak.

Belzor ponders.

Elurora says, "Could be a time loop, or could just be a fellow who does the same thing over and over again all giving tours."

Gwenddolyn says, "Reminds me of what Nera did, sent images of herself into the future, had to be a real long loop."

Elurora grins.

Tirost takes a sip of his whiskey.

You say, "The mention of the equinox bell doesn't bring anything to mind, though might be worth looking into."

Tirost nods.

Gwenddolyn says, "It is what clerics do."

Gwenddolyn says, "They touch stones at equinox."

Gwenddolyn says, "And soltices."

Zyros chortles softly at some secret joke.

You say, "And yes, there are some mundane explanations for why a person might go on a loop through a set of museum exhibits and talk about them again and again, but it seems likely there's some meaning here, seen in a vision."

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Valynn ponders.

Planesweaver Navesi just arrived.

Navesi nods politely.

Jaelia smiles at Navesi.

Elurora gives Navesi a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.

Tirost smiles at Navesi.

Belzor nods politely to Navesi.

You nod politely to Navesi.

Belzor smiles at Navesi.

Ezathiel smiles at Navesi.

You ponder.

Valynn quietly asks, "Does not history repeat itself?"

Belzor nods to Valynn.

Kethrai says, "I wonder which equinox it's for."

Anuril grins at Navesi.

Tirost gazes thoughtfully at Valynn.

Belzor says, "Only for good things, I hope."

Belzor smiles at Valynn.

Gwenddolyn nods at Belzor, obviously agreeing with his views.

Valynn grins at Belzor.

Navesi says, "Hopefully not if the Bards are doing our job."

Gwenddolyn says, "Going back and getting a different outcome from a past war would be...."

You say, "I suppose with the mention specifically of an equinox bell, the circuit could also represent a year. Though I'm not sure what meaning that would imply."

Belzor says to Gwenddolyn, "Frightening."

Anuril nods to you.

Valynn smiles at Navesi.

Elurora softly says, "I tend to think we can't change the past, if we went back to do something, it would have already have been done, but I guess we can't really know."

Elurora rubs her nose.

Gwenddolyn says, "It seems like a clerical ritual."

Gwenddolyn nods to you.

Gwenddolyn says, "Ringing a bell at equinox."

You nod.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Kalriqi sits down on the comfortable chair.

Valynn quietly asks Elurora, "You're right, we can't change the past, but if we do not learn from history, we're in danger of repeating the past. No?"

Valynn quietly says, "And some people don't learn."

Valynn sighs.

Tirost gazes thoughtfully at Valynn.

Elurora quietly says to Valynn, "In a sense, not exactly the same thing happens, but something similar."

Lenko nudges his night-black monkey into its leather harness.

Elurora nods to Valynn.

Navesi polishes her irinai amulet.

Kethrai says, "Lormandu is celebrated around the spring equinox, yeah? Just not... with bells, at least not that I've heard."

Valynn leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Ezathiel ponders.

Ezathiel tugs at the tip of his beard distractedly.

Valynn glances outside a moment.

Jaelia says, "But with flowers, who bloom in a cycle, and honoring parents. But one could have an eternal childhood and youth and if you keep returning to that, it is like an eternal rebirth."

Valynn rubs her right hand.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Jaelia says to Valynn, "I am horrible at Visions and better with spiritual metaphors."

Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.

Navesi mutters something into the air about time circles.

Valynn grins at Jaelia.

You chuckle.

Tirost glances at Navesi.

You say, "The remaining two visions to discuss this evening don't seem to involve looping or other time shenanigans, at least on a cursory review."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Elurora grins at you.

You say, "A quiet beachfront stretched before me, the waves gently hissing as they stirred loose stones and seaweed. A child sat on the sand, staring impassively at the horizon. A flock of gulls rested nearby, their feathers fluffed against the chill air. The sun began to set, sinking towards the water, the sky darkening and the shadows lengthening. The child squinted, and as the sun touched the horizon line, the child stood, dusted the sand from his legs, and calmly walked towards the sun. The waters splashed against his legs, then stomach, and still the child walked towards the sinking sun."

You say, "Little more than a sliver, a deepening red glow poured over the ocean's surface, the child's head all that remained visible as he continued out to sea. As the sun slipped beneath the horizon, the child vanished beneath the waves. The gulls took flight, and the vision faded."

Elurora blinks.

You say, "There's no direct link, but that could be someone or something heading down to look for that crystal from the Involuted Passage."

Gwenddolyn ponders.

Ezathiel furrows his brow.

Lenko strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

You say, "There were some visions possibly related to it that seemed to involve a child, like the child creating crystal."

Kalriqi delicately says, "It feels very fatalistic to me personally."

Kethrai nods to you.

Navesi nods to Kalriqi.

Valynn nods to Kalriqi.

Jaelia says, "Everytime I hear of seagulls I am reminded of the especially fiesty ones on Andreshlew and hope the Merelew will be alright with those things corrupting the seas."

Elurora says, "I don't know, the child was calm, maybe he had a way to breathe under water."

Ezathiel softly says, "I wonder if the vision of a child means only someone of innocence can interact with the crystal remnant."

Ezathiel takes a sip of his coffee.

Ezathiel wipes his mouth.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Anuril says, "Perhaps the child's objective was the sun."

Navesi says, "It certainly seems metaphorical to me. The setting of the sun coinciding with the sinking of the child. It implies a connection between the sun and whatever is represented by the child."

Valynn quietly says, "Or the child is in thrall to the sun."

Jaelia says, "Or it was just a baby version that went down, and what comes up is the adult more grown version. That scares me."

You say, "Or the child was related to the sun in some way. Vanishing beneath the water just as the sun vanished below the horizon."

Ezerak nods at Navesi, obviously agreeing with her views.

Gwenddolyn nods to Jaelia.

You nod to Navesi.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Kethrai says, "Just to point out, there aren't that many places where you'd watch the sun set over the sea. The western sides of the Qi islands."

Gwenddolyn nods to Kethrai.

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Ezathiel nods.

Gwenddolyn says, "And oddly, the stones I spoke of that clerics touch in a sequence at equinox are on Aesry."

Ezathiel raises an eyebrow.

Valynn gazes at Kethrai.

Belzor says to Gwenddolyn, "And the beaches there have the view of the setting sun."

Navesi says to Kethrai, "Or somewhere else on our planet that we know nothing of."

Gwenddolyn nods to Belzor.

Kethrai nods to Navesi.

Elurora nods to Navesi.

Belzor says, "Great sunsets, but the stairs are a bear to climb."

Kethrai says to Navesi, "Go far enough west and you'd eventually find a beach."

Belzor nods.

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Ezathiel shifts his weight.

You notice as a russet lynx begins to pant.

Belzor smiles.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

You say, "And then there's one more vision to discuss this meeting. Which is rather pleasant if you like the smell of cut wood, though it seems suspiciously mundane."

You turn a page in your astronomer's journal.

Zyros says, "OoOooh."

You say, "The scent of cut pine pervaded a tidy but well-used workshop. A carpenter stood at a workbench and took several precise measurements, sketching a complex interlay of marks along several planed boards. After carefully carving and scraping, sawing and sanding, filing and inspecting, an odd pile of notched and shaped wood was neatly stacked. Satisfied with his work, the carpenter began to meticulously slot each piece together. The vision faded."

Belzor asks, "Oh?"

Ezathiel softly says to himself, "It's always the quiet visions that get ya."

Gwenddolyn says, "Oh perhaps there will be advancements in wood carpentry."

Tirost smiles at Valynn.

Belzor says, "I would like to learn to be a carpenter."

Kethrai says, "Cabinetry will either save or destroy the world..."

You say, "The only thing that stands out as unusual is that something seemed odd about the pile of pieces that were being assembled, but I couldn't make out what they formed."

Valynn grins at Tirost.

Ezathiel grins at Gwenddolyn.

Belzor asks Kethrai, "It will house the world?"

Gwenddolyn says, "Make your own bed so to speak."

Ezerak chuckles at Kethrai.

Gwenddolyn says, "Perhaps the next collosus will be made of wood."

Gwenddolyn chortles softly at some secret joke.

Elurora says, "That might make fire mages happy."

Kethrai says, "Wouldn't that be convenient..."

Elurora grins at Gwenddolyn.

Belzor asks Gwenddolyn, "Have a hatchet?"

Kethrai nods to Elurora.

Ezerak nods at Elurora, obviously agreeing with her views.

Belzor smiles.

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

You chuckle.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Tirost grins at Gwenddolyn.

Ezerak says, "Would certainly be easier to take down, though...the collateral damage..."

Ezathiel pleasantly says, "In that case naptha is your friend."

Valynn grins wryly.

Elurora nods to Ezerak.

Tirost nods to Ezerak.

Belzor asks, "Extra wood for tables and chairs?"

Gwenddolyn says, "War mages unite, naptha prices would increase."

Tirost softly says to Ezerak, "But O to see it burn..."

Ezathiel chuckles at Gwenddolyn.

Belzor smiles.

Belzor nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Belzor says, "Watch the lightning split the wood in to many little pieces."

Belzor gazes off into the distance.

You say, "I do have a bit of carpentry experience myself. I certainly wouldn't mind learning some new techniques."

Gwenddolyn nods to you.

Valynn grins at you.

Ezerak nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Ezathiel chuckles.

Tirost smiles at you.

Belzor asks, "Woodworking seems like something that would be therapeutic?"

Valynn rubs her right hand.

Tirost nods in agreement.

Gwenddolyn says, "Just like being a librarian and getting paper cuts, woodworkers would get splinters."

Lenko says, "I always did enjoy carving beads while meditating."

Tirost says to Belzor, "I find forging to be so. The sparks are very beautiful."

Valynn rubs her right eye.

Navesi shakes her head.

Navesi says, "It's far too hot in the forge."

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Kethrai asks, "The vision seemed very focused on the joinery. Joints are where two boards come together as if one piece, even though they started as two. So... Disparate pieces, coming together as one to make something useful?"

Tirost chuckles at Navesi.

Gwenddolyn says, "Try it in heavy plate."

Kethrai shrugs.

A blast of white snowflakes swirls past Navesi.

Tirost says to Navesi, "I have seen your gaze summon ice..."

Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Navesi lets out a sigh of contentment.

Belzor says to Tirost, "I am still learning about all of these crafting skills."

Navesi exclaims to Tirost, "Not everyone wants to be exercising Elemental power at all times just to stay cool!"

Gwenddolyn says, "I do have a question about the unknown."

Tirost asks Navesi, "They... don't?"

Jaelia says, "I like the sound of disparate pieces coming together regardless. It is a good takeaway for community in general."

Tirost looks at Navesi, obviously trying not to grin.

Belzor gazes at Navesi.

Valynn nods to Jaelia.

Ezathiel nods at Jaelia, obviously agreeing with her views.

You say, "Yes, I think that covers the visions for this meeting, so we cna move on to any questions or other things people would like to bring up."

Tirost smiles at Jaelia.

Kethrai says to Jaelia, "I thought you might like that one."

You nod to Gwenddolyn.

Gwenddolyn asks, "It disappeared or just completely crashed and burned?"

Jaelia grins at Kethrai.

Raising her currant tea to Kethrai, Jaelia gives him a toast.

You say, "It vanished in a flash of light."

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Ezerak says to you, "Thank you for hosting, as always."

Tirost nods at Ezerak, obviously agreeing with his views.

Gwenddolyn says, "That I do not believe, that is vanished."

You say, "Under the circumstances, I think it was a retreat rather than being destroyed."

Belzor says, "I will certainly go over all of these visions, and try to come up with some questions."

Elurora nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Gwenddolyn says, "It could still be there, under a veil."

Tirost says to you, "The visions are facinating. Thank you, Miskton."

Belzor nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.

Elurora says to you, "I'm always hoping for more about the bar, they were interesting."

Gwenddolyn chuckles at Elurora.

You grin at Elurora.

Jaelia grins at Elurora.

Ezathiel snickers at Elurora.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Kethrai says to Elurora, "I want to hear more of those just for more recipes."

Valynn quietly says, "Please excuse me. The wilds beckon."

Elurora grins at Kethrai.

Elurora gives Valynn a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.

Elurora nods to Kethrai.

Valynn bows.

Gwenddolyn says, "She liked trying to figure out what bar it was."

Tirost bows to Valynn.

Ezathiel waves to Valynn.

Valynn smiles.

Jaelia stands up.

Valynn hoots, sounding remarkably like a real owl.

Belzor nods politely to Valynn.

Jaelia smiles at Valynn.

Jaelia grins.

Kethrai says, "The New-Fangled is my favorite cocktail these days."

Jaelia laughs!

Belzor says, "Oh, that was a good impression of an owl."

Elurora giggles at Kethrai.

Vaerek glances up at the sky.

Jaelia takes a sip of her tea.

Tirost chuckles at Kethrai.

Belzor pets his russet lynx.

Jaelia glances outside a moment.

Tirost says, "I should also take my leave."

Briaen nods graciously at you, giving you a polite smile.

You carefully mark your place and close your astronomer's journal, securing the clasp.

Belzor nods politely to Tirost.

Tirost bows.

You say, "Well, thank you all for coming, and I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening."