Ayrell/Logs/Wild Magic 09252024/The Immortals Stretch

The Immortals Stretch

Event Date: 09/25/2024

Event Instance: Prime

Date

It has been 450 years, 192 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 5th month of Uthmor the Giant in the year of the Golden Panther.
It is currently summer and it is early evening.

Visions Received

Note: These visions were received by the respective eight individuals and are shared with their permission for documentation purposes. They were not visible to everyone.

Ruea: Damaris
The shadows darken swiftly and rumble with authority. The sound of a low, grumbling growl emanates from the darkness.

Time slows and the air takes on a golden light.

Everything goes silent.

Before you, the shadows slink with a calculating motion. From the dark, an inky black panther stalks towards you. Its ebony fur reflects but a glint of light, creating a sheen that cascades across its body with graceful motion.

Though unnaturally silent, there's a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the lessons of the dark. You feel a sense of growth unfurling in your heart, a quiet nudge toward reflection and understanding.

As your gaze locks with the panther's, a flurry of disparate images suddenly fight for expression at the back of your mind. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal.

The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Wolf Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

A masculine voice echoes all around you, enticingly stating, "The time has not yet come for Our children to sleep. Sing them the song of unity and cooperation. Tell them. And hurry."

As the shadows recede, the panther vanishes leaving the scent of dusk berry on the air. The melody of an old forest song is still repeating in your mind, just on the edge of your memory. You are struck with a renewed sense of purpose and peace.

Waydren: Hodierna
The air around you hums with a silent authority.

A matronly figure emerges, draped in the verdant hues of spring, her face tranquil and filled with a wealth of benevolence. Her flowing gowns shimmer like the first rays of morning, casting both warmth and comfort. By her side, a magnificent unicorn with soft eyes steps forward, its coat luminous with porcelain iridescence. There s a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the tenderness of motherhood.

As you reach out to touch the unicorn, a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Wolf Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

The woman gazes at you softly and says, "Your noble attempts at restoration are a valued exercise and healing will come, when We choose. Some scars serve as reminders. Tell them. And hurry."

A soft luminescence intensifies for a moment, then gently fades, leaving behind a promise of renewal and grace. She and the unicorn vanish leaving behind a sense of profound peace and divine protection, as though the very root of nature has embraced your soul.

Imroth: Truffenyi
A stalwart figure emerges, clothed in simple and rustic garments, his gaze paternal and stern. By his side, an enormous ox with rigid eyes lumbers forward, its coat cast in tawny hues. There s a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the lessons of hard won battles.

As you reach out to touch the ox, a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Tiger Clan.

The man smiles and a warm glow intensifies for a moment, then dims, leaving with a renewed sense of strength and stamina, the smell of tobacco lingers in the air. He and the ox vanish.

Kerennya: Eluned
The air around you hums with a silent authority.

Time slows and the air takes on a golden light. Everything goes silent.

The sound of crashing waves echoes around you, growing louder with each passing moment. A pool of unfathomably deep water collects at your feet. As you sink within the depths, the light grows dim, becoming but an ember above you. From the watery twilight, a lithe figure emerges, draped in the tangle of seaweed, coral, and algae, her face tranquil and filled with a wealth of wisdom. Accompanying her at one side, an pelagic dolphin with black eyes swims forward, its soft smooth skin rigid and awash with blue-grey tones. There s a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from deepest dark.

As you reach out to touch the dolphin, a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Tiger Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

The woman gazes at you knowingly and says, "The woman gazes at you knowingly and says, "The time has come for your voice to be heard. We will crash upon the encasement as the sea crashes on the ocean cliff, and tear it down. You must tell them. Hurry now, my Wavedancer."

A blinding luminescence intensifies with vicious speed, the waters engulfing you recede, leaving behind a promise of healing and grace. The woman and the dolphin vanish. Though gasping for breath, you feel as though the very essence of purity has embraced your soul.

Allye: Berengaria
The light around you flares with blinding authority.

A radiant figure emerges, bathed in the golden hues of wheat, her face serene and filled with an endless well of compassion. Her long robes shimmer like the first rays of morning, casting warmth and comfort. By her side, a majestic cow with soft eyes steps forward, its coat glowing with auroral hues. There s a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the break of dawn.

As you reach out to touch the cow, a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Wolf Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

The woman says, "The time has come, Cateress. Our chosen will toil mighty in their quest to return them to Us. Feed the lost, feed the hungry. Tell them. And hurry."

The woman smiles and a warm glow intensifies for a moment, then dims, leaving behind a sense of peace and hope, the smell of warm bread lingers in the air. She and the cow vanish.

Urbaj: Kertigen
A figure emerges, his presence marked by the scent of earth and metal, a testament to his dominion over craftsmanship and the treasures of the deep. Upon his forearm, a sleek raven perches with watchful eyes, its dark feathers gleaming like polished gemstones.

The raven cocks its head, one way and then another, as though conveying balance and fairness. There's a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the annals of divine law.

As you reach out to touch the raven, a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Tiger Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

The man says, "The time has come to account for these lawless swindlers, abiding by no contract, beholden to no fair trade. Tell them. And hurry."

The figure's stern countenance softens, revealing a flicker of paternal care and concern. The sound of jingling coins echoes briefly, leaving behind a sense of trust and hope. He and the raven vanish.

Khearkrash: Aldauth
The air around you takes on the scent of decay. You suddenly feel terrified as though eyed by authority itself.

Time slows and the air takes on a dark golden light. Everything goes silent as the grave.

A ghostly, faceless figure stands before you, his countenance obscured by a countless number of screams, each one changing into the next in a ceaseless parade of agony. This presence is marked by the scent of death, a testament to his dominion over the last moments of life itself. Upon his shoulder, a vulture perches with watchful eyes, its dark feathers mangled and unkept. There s a message in its gaze, a command yet unspoken, a truth it carries from the coffers of long lost kingdoms.

The vulture cocks its head and locks eyes with you and suddenly a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see several things at once.

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Tiger Clan.

A mischievous masculine voice echoes all around you, stating wryly, "In time, I will come for even you, Paladin. Vanquish this encasement in my name. Tell them how and do not delay."

The figure swiftly grows pale, becoming translucent as the last scream across his face twists into a wry, tricker's grin. The figure and the vulture vanish. As you regain your resolve, you feel as though the very essence of pain has embraced your soul.

Parkons: Hav'roth
The air around you hums with a silent authority.

Time slows and the air takes on a golden light. Everything goes silent.

Before you, several stones split, from which a golden cobra emerges, its scales shimmering with every hue of precious metals. It slithers slowly, gracefully, its silent path speaking of the deep wisdom of the desert.

As it coils near your feet, you feel a sense of growth unfurling in your heart, a quiet nudge toward reflection and understanding.

The cobra's hood flares out as your gazes lock, suddenly a flurry of disparate images fight in the back of your mind for expression. You see three things at once --

A feint on Knife Clan to distract. You see yourself here first, watching the chaos unfold. You await a signal. The view changes.

You see a set of scales, perfectly balanced: Tiger Clan on one side, Wolf Clan on the other. You see yourself on the side of Wolf Clan.

Focused beams of holy light to lance the encasements, burning away vine and stone.

A dissonant masculine voice hisses all around you, strongly stating, "Quartermaster, you sought to contract with the Crystal. We have shown you your path. If we are in accord you must tell them. And swiftly."

By the time your vision clears, the snake is nowhere to be seen, but you are struck with a renewed and stalwart sense of strength and purpose. You feel parched.

How it Began - The Immortals Call

* Breath of the Heralds Asildu joins the adventure.

Maraisel asks, "Hmm?"

Ezerak ponders.

Saragos says, "My wife and my friends have been missing for nearly seven months. I have to hope they haven't starved. But I got a feeling through our bond... I think they're suffering."

Isava frowns.

Kethrai frowns at Saragos.

Saragos asks, "I'm going to darn well do risky things at this point if it gets them back. Who knows what condition they're even in?"

Ezerak gives a slight nod.

Saragos stands up.

Isava firmly says to Saragos, "Not Blackfire."

Ezerak says to Saragos, "Just remember, we need somewhere to get them back to, as well."

Anuril takes a sip of his eclipse.

Isava points at Ezerak.

Kethrai nods at Ezerak, obviously agreeing with his views.

Isava says to Ezerak, "Yes! Someone with some sense."

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "A quiet evening."

Rileos gazes upward.

Rileos groans.

[General] Your mind hears Jecala thinking, "well it WAS"

[General] Your mind hears Illiya thinking, "Things always happen when someone says that.."

Anuril says, "Hmm. Get your party dresses on."

Ezerak sighs.

[General] Your mind hears Ryeka thinking, "Good evening!"

Ezerak says, "The Q word."

Saragos coldly says, "If I can do anything to get her back, I will. And if I can get anywhere close to the ones that took her, I'm going to absolutely burn their miserable hearts out."

Maraisel gazes upward.

Rileos says, "I gotta run, it's about to get frisky out there."

Ezerak puts his reserve in his rucksack.

Isava asks, "Q word?"

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "Did I say something wrong?"

Rileos shakes his head.

A tongue of colorless flame erupts from Saragos's hand, and the Katamba's eclipse that he is holding explode in a splash of black sparks and steam! The ebon smoke that remains is quickly and utterly consumed as the Blackfire fades.

[General] Your mind hears Avrenka thinking, "Join us for drinks, Asildu, we're at Taelbert's"

[General] Your mind hears Kem thinking, "Wolfsdaughter?"

Ruea chuckles.

Isava blinks at Saragos.

Saragos coldly says, "And I'll pay whatever price I have to afterwards."

[General] Your mind hears Ryeka thinking, "Aye, that's me"

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "You'll have to forgive me if I doubt your intentions in inviting me anywhere."

Isava says, "Well that's it. Guess I'm joining the guild."

[General] Your mind hears Lupdels thinking, "Asildu, I spoke with Miraena earlier. She very much would appreciate it if you would talk to her."

Anuril takes a sip of his eclipse.

Isava says, "I'll be seeing you again soon, Dad."

[General] Your mind hears Ryeka thinking, "Oh, I was in seclusion for a while. But I'm back out again!"

Isava says, "The rest of you had better keep him in line, or you answer to me."

Saragos slowly empties his lungs.

Rileos says to Isava, "Yes ma'am."

Saragos says to Isava, "We all have to do what we have to do."

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "I'm surprised so few people are here at this encasement."

Isava makes a grunting noise.

[General] Your mind hears Madigan thinking, "Which one would that be?"

Isava says to Saragos, "Remember that Mother wants her children to live too."

[General] Your mind hears Kem thinking, "I just woke up after a very long nap myself. "

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "What did it used to be? Knife Clan?"

Saragos nods to Isava.

[General] Your mind hears Mahe thinking, "I love hide and seek."

Isava goes south.

Saragos says, "Ok, it's on."

• Messenger Miraena joins the adventure.

Kethrai sighs.

A beam of golden light suddenly bathes Ruea. They blink as their gaze focuses on a specific point. You turn to see, but can t spot what they are looking at.

A beam of golden light suddenly bathes Khearkrash. They blink as their gaze focuses on a specific point. You turn to see, but can t spot what they are looking at.

Kethrai blinks.

Ezerak stands up.

Rileos blinks.

Ezerak acts puzzled.

Kethrai blinks at Ruea.

Rileos says to Ruea, "Uhhh...darlin, you're shinier than usual."

Rileos asks Ruea, "Which don't get me wrong I certainly like, but...is this you?"

Ezerak says, "And so is someone else who isn't even here."

Rileos searches around for a moment.

Ezerak adds Maraisel to his group.

[General] Your mind hears Ryeka thinking, "I was just thinking of Father Karjon and the piglet there"

Rileos gets a leaf-bladed Imperial spear bound in crimson fabric along its etched bronze shaft from inside his war belt.

Rileos flourishes his Imperial spear about in a butterfly pattern.

With a sudden cross-body move, Ezerak draws his throwing axe and glaes pasabas from his belt.

Ezerak hangs his throwing axe from his belt.

[General] Your mind hears Ciarelle thinking, "You know, at this point Asildu I prefer to be on a different continent from you whenever possible"

Ezerak hangs his glaes pasabas from his belt. It rattles against the throwing axe hanging from his belt, and he adjusts them.

Ezerak asks, "I'm heading that way, if anyone else is ready?"

Kethrai asks, "Is... What about Ruea?"

Anuril peers quizzically at Ruea.

Ruea gasps!

Ezerak gazes at Ruea.

Ruea fervently says, "Damaris."

[General] Your mind hears Saragos thinking, "You miserable cur. It wasn't enough to have your masters take our people. It wasn't enough to encase the clans. Now you have to mock us besides?"

Ruea says, "I saw the panther."

Anuril raises an eyebrow.

Rileos beams at Ruea!

Kethrai gazes silently at Ruea.

[General] Your mind hears Khearkrash thinking, "holy warriors, meet me at Tiger Clan, Now!"

Rileos asks Ruea, "Good news I hope?"

Ruea says, "A scale, we have to go to Wolf Clan."

Ruea says, "We need holy magic to break through."

Ruea stands up.

Ruea says, "We have to go."

Kethrai says, "Wolf Clan. Not Knife."

Ruea yells, "We have to go!"

Kethrai ponders.

Rileos nods.

Anuril nods to Ruea.

Anuril casually observes the area.

Anuril joins Ruea's group.

Kethrai joins Ruea's group.

Ruea says, "Now."

Rileos joins Ruea's group.

(Off to the Clans!)

Knife Clan

[Wilderness, Edge of the Primal Encasement]
An abrupt line slashes across the forest here, the tree line ending with a stark immediacy and with the ground cleared. To the north, a crater descends gently downward, encased in a veritable wall of snapping and writhing thorny vines that constantly churn the land and create an impassable barrier. Extending upward into a vague teardrop pinnacle from which erupts a golden beam of light, the lifesculpted spire occupies the same space Knife Clan previously occupied. You also see an Immortal Eu card and a large moss-green tsavorite.

Sofina just arrived, leading her group.

Firehawk Casari just arrived.

Brutish Miscreant Mahe just arrived.

Asildu says, "Ah, look. People."

Ezustrea asks, "Where?"

Ezustrea gasps!

Sofina asks, "What else do I have to do than watch the world burn?"

Zehira says, "Well there are so many encasements."

Zehira says, "And the world burning is a favorite thing to watch."

Sofina says, "Yet somehow it never happens."

Asildu says, "At least someone recognizes that the world is burning."

Ezustrea coughs.

Zehira says, "Of course we do."

Zehira says, "It's our job."

Mahe snickers.

Sofina says, "I like to think of myself as observant."

Sofina shrugs.

Casari says to Asildu, "I imagine it's no surprise, but there are a number of people who have declared their intent to murder you. At least one of them is hiding here now."

Zehira searches around for a moment.

[General] Your mind hears Saragos thinking, "You miserable cur. It wasn't enough to have your masters take our people. It wasn't enough to encase the clans. Now you have to mock us besides?"

Zehira laughs!

Asildu says to Casari, "They've already murdered me."

Casari frowns.

[General] Your mind hears Khearkrash thinking, "holy warriors, meet me at Tiger Clan, Now!"

Asildu says, "That seems to be what you adventurers do."

Mahe nods at Asildu, obviously agreeing with his views.

Asildu says to Casari, "But thank you for the warning."

Zehira says, "I wouldn't be too worried."

Casari glances up at the sky.

[General] Your mind hears Saragos thinking, "We trusted them! We thought they were the Guardians of Magic, trying to protect us from ourselves. It turns out they were just a dog growling at anyone who came near their food. Guardians of the Food Bowl."

[General] Your mind hears Ruea thinking, "We have to go to Wolf Clan, Holy magic users! Run!"

Casari says, "Like Lupdels said, Miraena is worried about you and wishes you would speak with her."

[General] Your mind hears Nulak thinking, "I thought Tiger clan got blowed up"

[General] Your mind hears Urbaj thinking, "Comrades! There is a weakness in the vines surrounding Tiger Clan. Assemble outside the clan so that we can liberate our trapped brothers and sisters. Let us give back to this community that so many have taken from!"

[General] Your mind hears Asildu thinking, "So many words. You never listen to mine. Why should I listen to yours?"

[General] Your mind hears Kem thinking, "Now this brings back memories"

[General] Your mind hears Ciarelle thinking, "best case, you're simply too dangerous to be around"

War Healer Misteeus just arrived.

Misteeus ponders.

Sofina just left.

Esotericist Eyst just arrived.

Eyst nods politely to Zehira.

A multicolored ward wraps itself around Asildu.

Zehira nods to Eyst.

Eyst glances at Asildu.

Mathematician Avrenka just arrived, leading his group.

Avrenka bows.

Gwenddolyn nods.

Lupdels gets a blue iris from inside his green backpack.

Lupdels bows to Asildu.

Sofina just arrived.

Avrenka says to Asildu, "Greetings."

Lupdels says to Asildu, "Miraena is worried about you."

Lupdels offers Asildu a blue iris.

[General] Your mind hears Ruea thinking, "The Panther has spoken to me, we must use Holy Magic in Wolf Clan. Please."

Chakrel Heart Malkien just arrived, leading his group.

Avrenka says to Asildu, "Perhaps there are some in Crossing who would wish you harm, but I personally have nothing against you."

Malkien says, "Asildu."

Mountain Lord Ezerak just arrived, leading his group.

[General] Your mind hears Darkewolff thinking, "Right."

Asildu says to Lupdels, "I worry about her, too."

Lupdels nods to Asildu.

Gwenddolyn asks, "Asildu, you mentioned Lanival the other day. Is he the imprisoned gardener?"