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	One hand idly rubs the ivory and copper carving on her wrist as the representatives come closer, their faces finally visible. Nodding as she recognizes faces from the remaining Tribes, including those who are leaders amongst them but not necessarily magicians, the lady steps to the side and gestures them into the Spire.		One hand idly rubs the ivory and copper carving on her wrist as the representatives come closer, their faces finally visible. Nodding as she recognizes faces from the remaining Tribes, including those who are leaders amongst them but not necessarily magicians, the lady steps to the side and gestures them into the Spire.

			==Y'Shai (Part 4)==

			Still the soulless one remains upon the Plateau, guarding the shard in the Spire. Representatives of the different tribes pass back and forth from the gates, and often raised voices can be heard from Cherulisa's office. From the quarters assigned to him, the Dwarven scholar listens on with interest as the authority of the guild is repeatedly challenged by the people of the Plateau. The soulless one has also come to disturb him, for his time amongst the tribes has brought him close to their ways of thinking. His quill scratches on parchment:

			:"What does it mean when the statements of an authority are not backed by action?"

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	:“Challenge not that which you lack the knowledge and foresight to understand, child. Our people have benefited long from our association with the other towers, even if it is not always apparent. While we have also suffered their indignity and sacrilege to our sacred ancestors, it is not your role or place to question such matters.”		:“Challenge not that which you lack the knowledge and foresight to understand, child. Our people have benefited long from our association with the other towers, even if it is not always apparent. While we have also suffered their indignity and sacrilege to our sacred ancestors, it is not your role or place to question such matters.”

			==Y'Shai (Part 3)==

			Angry voices are heard as a line of torches wend their up towards the Spire upon the Plateau. As the voices become louder, an aged but vibrant lady steps from the Spire. Her gaze is cold as as starless night as representatives from the Tribes crest the top of the hill. A frown furrows her brow as the wind carries the words to her, words of frustration, anger and hatred. Unlike the last time, when the voices were youthful, she now hears older and wiser voices in the crowd.

			:"She said the soulless one would be gone!"

			:"It would only be here until the necromancer's threat had passed!"

			:"Why do these shamans keep thinking they rule our lives?"

			One hand idly rubs the ivory and copper carving on her wrist as the representatives come closer, their faces finally visible. Nodding as she recognizes faces from the remaining Tribes, including those who are leaders amongst them but not necessarily magicians, the lady steps to the side and gestures them into the Spire.

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	:“Now is not the time for celebration. While ''she'' might be gone, the taint is firmly established here now and shall not be returned back to the wastelands in the west. Yes, a victory has been won, but the war is far from over.”		:“Now is not the time for celebration. While ''she'' might be gone, the taint is firmly established here now and shall not be returned back to the wastelands in the west. Yes, a victory has been won, but the war is far from over.”

			==Y'Shai (Part 2)==
			As the winter snows swirl around the Trabe Plateau, several young nomads confront two elder shamans.

			:“You said the soulless one would be gone once Lyras had passed! Yet that monstrosity remains, defiling our lands.”

			:“You must have patience, these things can take time to resolve.”

			:“The undead ones crossed our lands for many moons and the shamans failed to see that, many of the herd were lost. Now Cherulisa sits in her tower and does nothing as those…” the leader of the young nomads spits on the ground, “fools like you sit in their towers elsewhere, caring nothing for our peoples!”

			Rapidly, the second shaman reaches out and slaps the nomad across the face. As a stilled silence settles, the second shaman speaks softly, and then walks away.

			:“Challenge not that which you lack the knowledge and foresight to understand, child. Our people have benefited long from our association with the other towers, even if it is not always apparent. While we have also suffered their indignity and sacrilege to our sacred ancestors, it is not your role or place to question such matters.”

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	:"To this day, the Nera do not speak of what forced them from their lands. The darkness they scribed to did not penetrate the mountains upon which the Windwalkers tread, nor so far as we know to the plateau. Perhaps one day we will know, but for know the secrets remain locked within the lore of the Nera."		:"To this day, the Nera do not speak of what forced them from their lands. The darkness they scribed to did not penetrate the mountains upon which the Windwalkers tread, nor so far as we know to the plateau. Perhaps one day we will know, but for know the secrets remain locked within the lore of the Nera."

			==Victory?==
			Across the Plateau, seers, sages and warlocks simultaneous erupt from their deliberations with the announcement that the great evil has been slain in the distant lowlands to the east. As materials are collected for celebration at one encampment, several figures remain in the background, untouched by the celebrations. One of the warlocks approaches them, and with a nod and curt word, they are dispatched. Returning to his brethren, the warlock replies:

			:“Now is not the time for celebration. While ''she'' might be gone, the taint is firmly established here now and shall not be returned back to the wastelands in the west. Yes, a victory has been won, but the war is far from over.”

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	As he finishes this statement, more assenting voices are heard in response, yet the gathering continues late into the night as each faction speaks its piece.		As he finishes this statement, more assenting voices are heard in response, yet the gathering continues late into the night as each faction speaks its piece.

			==Passage of the Nera==
			A wisened woman, bearing the tattoos of the Windwalkers sits before an assorted collection of nomads, who have gathered for the fall moot. Many gather close for it is heard that on this night she shall recount the coming of the Nera to the steppe.

			:"In the ancient days, before the tribes flourished in full and the seers established their holdings upon the plateau more fully, we, the Windwalkers held sway over the far western mountains where heaven and sky meet. Uncontested masters of the high peaks, all were thought known to us in our range, as we traveled north and south with the seasons."

			:"One summer, word reached us of a peoples from the west fleeing some unknown darkness. We watched as they passed through the lowland valleys where our herds oft grazed in the winter. They were a ragged group, not like those you know of today."

			:"Upon their way, we aided several of them in their passage. In return we gained knowledge of a new sigil lore, patterns which then we were able to scribe to our geometric techniques. It was a most beneficial exchange."

			:"To this day, the Nera do not speak of what forced them from their lands. The darkness they scribed to did not penetrate the mountains upon which the Windwalkers tread, nor so far as we know to the plateau. Perhaps one day we will know, but for know the secrets remain locked within the lore of the Nera."

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	A wizened seer stands and nods his head to Cherulisa, “We must warn the other camps, in case something does happen.”		A wizened seer stands and nods his head to Cherulisa, “We must warn the other camps, in case something does happen.”

			==Council upon the Plateau==
			Many nomads sit gathered around a campfire, their faces turned ruddy by the coals. Before them stands a young man, passion blazing in his eyes as he angrily gesticulates towards the east.

			:“We must go forth and challenge this evil. The foul ones inhabit the forests below; pollute the mountainsides and the clean air with their sorceries. I can smell their taint from here.”

			The other nomads listen to his words and shake their heads, save for a few younger members who nod in agreement and mutter encouragement. An older tribesman stands and motions for silence. He gazes into the heavens for a moment before looking back down.

			:“Such is not, and has not been our way. We are not the desert tribes, who came from the North, nor are we of the tribes beyond the southern mountains, with their war-like ways. Long ago, the D’Reathor waged war, striking down the Trabe. If we leave here as such, even in the name of protecting the wilds, we shall be such as the others, taking violence where there is now peace.”

			Even before he finishes his statement the young man is already rising and talking again,

			:“But we know the sorcerers are evil, and bring harm to the land. They make the dead walk again, and make no qualms about it. Even here we have heard of the Temple’s purging of necromancers and sorcerers, of the Hounds baying accusations, and mobs forming in the streets. What if they come here, claiming our Shamans and people are no better, for our use of the sacred bones and skins?”

			As he finishes this statement, more assenting voices are heard in response, yet the gathering continues late into the night as each faction speaks its piece.

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	==Sight==		==Sight==
	:'''Moved to: [[User:Hithrael/Enchanting#Mirkik Sokis\|Stories behind Lunar Enchantment]]'''		:'''Moved to: [[User:Hithrael/Enchanting#Mirkik Sokis\|Stories behind Lunar Enchantment]]'''

			==Death and Dolls==
			Screams erupt from within a tent, high pitched and wailing from young throats. A small child, staggers out from the tent, blood streaming from an arm cut down to the bone, taking several small steps before collapsing. Several adults sitting around the fire leap up to tend to the child, others darting into the tent before they too are driven back, deep lacerations evident around their lower bodies. One yells, “It’s the dolls! They live!” before falling to the ground, blood seeping in a widening pool.

			Simultaneously, other screams echo from other tents as the camp erupts into chaos. In the flickering firelight, dolls wielding scythes dance maniacally as they spread suffering and chaos. All too soon, the camp becomes silent, except for the eerie sound of wooden parts moving.

			~~~~~~

			Several days later, another band of Nomads comes across the encampment. Noticing the bloodshed and violence, a messenger is immediately sent to call the seers and wise women to council. A second is sent to the Tower and the Guildleader Cherulisa. The remaining Nomads linger to conduct rites for the dead.

			~~~~~~

			The gathered elders prepare for their auguries, aided by Cherulisa, when the sound of thundering hooves is heard. A slender elf flings himself from the saddle, and strides to the group, bows perfunctorily to the Guildleader and then states, “Boar Clan has been attacked. Many have died, but the perpetrator, one Hobglup the Toymaker has been revealed, and his evil creations driven off. We believe that now he travels to the Fists far to the east.”

			The elf bows briefly again before commandeering a fresh mount and continuing on to the south. “I ride for Hibarnhvidar to carry word there. We believe he is up to more evilness, and I would burn any doll he gave rather than risk it ride.” Spurring the mount he disappears back into the night.

			A wizened seer stands and nods his head to Cherulisa, “We must warn the other camps, in case something does happen.”

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	Signed by my hand,		Signed by my hand,

	Kraggur ~~Kveldchar~~,		Kraggur Kveldcharn,
	187th day of the 394th Year AV		187th day of the 394th Year AV
	*Note that this was originally written just after "Bones"		*Note that this was originally written just after "Bones"

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	==Sight==		==Sight==
	'''Moved to: [[User:Hithrael/Enchanting#Mirkik Sokis\|Stories behind Lunar Enchantment]]'''		:'''Moved to: [[User:Hithrael/Enchanting#Mirkik Sokis\|Stories behind Lunar Enchantment]]'''