Mendira/Huns House

[Almalne Alolan, Among the Blooms]
The farmland here has been allowed to become a field of wildflowers. Blue forget-me-nots, brilliant orange poppies, white larkspurs, and miniature sunflowers blend together in a riot of hues amidst the backdrop of dark green grasses. Flitting from flower to flower, rotund bumblebees create a humming buzz. Placed at the edge of the myriad of blooms is a finely wrought iron gate. You also see a weathered sign and an expansive purpleheart retreat with a copper-roofed cupola atop the ridgepole.
Obvious paths: none.

>look sign
Whatever wood the sign was cut from has faded to a dull grey.  The sides curl inwards slightly as time has taken its toll.
Peering closely, you can't help but notice the markings of the Huns family.

>move retreat
You unlock the door to an expansive purpleheart retreat.
You open the door to an expansive purpleheart retreat.
You walk through the door of the retreat.

[Huns House, Parlor]
Walls of smooth silverwood and a wide-planked zingana floor covered by a deep-fringed white wool carpet enclose this room. In one corner lies a simple pure white brocade sofa with soft throw pillows, and near the sofa sits a carved sandalwood end-table on which rests a pot of sunflowers. A wide white plastered fireplace with a narrow mantel burns along the far wall with a large oil painting depicting a serene pastoral landscape hanging above it. The room holds a lingering scent of sandalwood. You also see a fretwork sandalwood armchair that is facing the sofa, a white and orange kitten and a large garden window with sparkling glass panes.
Obvious paths: none.

>look kitten
Large blue eyes gaze back at you from the kitten's wedge-shaped face.  Slightly built, his body has a fragile appearance relative to its head, an impression swiftly dispelled when he begins to tumble awkwardly around the room.  His short orange and white coat, plush and thick, makes his bright blue eyes appear even brighter.
He is standing.

>rub kitten
As you lightly rub the orange kitten from ears to tail, he arches his back against your hand.

>look painting
Painted in lush hues dappled with golden highlights, a narrow stream winds its way through rolling fields dotted with soft white sheep.  A large willow tree overhangs the nearest bend in the serpentine waterway, its drooping boughs covered in shimmering leaves.  Each branch's tip just touches the placid waters below, causing a number of silvery ripples to spread out in ever widening circles.  Feathery grasses and tall cattails sprout up along the water's edge, cast partly into shadow by the majestic tree.

[Huns House, Prayer Room]
A hand-painted silk prayer mat adorns the zingana floor of this room. An exquisite obsidian brazier, with a richly illuminated parchment hanging above it, rests between a black obsidian altar and a simple side table pushed up against the smooth silverwood walls. The room holds a strong scent of incense. You also see a white and orange kitten and a silverwood door elaborately carved with blooming vines.
Obvious paths: none.

>look on alt
On the obsidian altar you see a silver candlestick and an oaken icon of the goddess Berengaria.

>look icon
A short, plump woman holds a sheaf of grain with one hand, while her other scratches a cow's ear. Her smile is kindly, but her gaze is direct and thoughtful.

>look on table
On the side table you see a filigree silver censer and a white leather prayer book.

>look parchment
The illuminated parchment has two prayers lettered in a flowing script -- a prayer for morning, and one for night.  The letter B of Berengaria is large and filled with sheaves of wheat and tiny cows in a meadow within the design, and a gold-leaf sun rising above it.  The letter P is filled in with a rich deep blue color, with silvery stars sprinkled throughout and dotted across the text of the prayer.  A multicolored border of vines, flowers and stars trails down the right side and bottom of the parchment.

>read parchment morning prayer
You silently read your parchment.

  ~Prayer for Berengaria~

  Thy child seeks the light,
  Bring us dawn this day:
  Walk before me, sow anew
  My feet follow seeking their way.

  Renew light and life,
  Thou are Mother to me,
  Mother who banishes night
  And holds my soul safe for me.

>read parchment night prayer
You silently read your parchment.

  *The Prayer Before Sleep*

  Phelim, hold me in thy fold
  Thy stars blanket me soft
  Thy fingers stroke my brow
  Thy dreams bear me aloft.

  A sweet bird calls clear
  As I close my eyes tight
  A promise of safe sleep
  Under sweet holy Tears, come kiss me goodnight.

[Huns House, Music Conservatory]
Smooth silverwood walls stare silently at a bare zingana floor. A low bronze brazier, with a large rosewood-framed mirror with fine scrollwork hanging above it, rests between a carved dark ironwood bench and a narrow dark ironwood table with intricate scrollwork pushed up against the smooth silverwood walls. The room holds a lingering scent of lemon oil. You also see a white and orange kitten, a large garden window with sparkling glass panes, a silverwood door elaborately carved with blooming vines, a heavy mistwood cabinet resting atop a matching platform and a carved dark ironwood chair that is facing the window.
Obvious paths: none.

>look on table
On the ironwood table you see an ornamental rose tree topiary seated within a lacquered blackwood tray and a group of pristine leather songbooks embossed with a gold geshiloira.

>look in cab
In the mistwood cabinet you see a rosewood mandolin embellished with leaf prints, a set of shiny silver spoons spangled with star sapphires and scarlet spinels, an opaque white acenite triangle, a silver cowbell with an Ilithic applewood cow handle, a scarlet gypsy tambourine with fluttering multi-colored ribbons, a nightingale whistle, a temple drum stained a deep ebony hue, a set of pan-pipes wound with purple leather, a carved mouse-shaped ocarina, a Dwarven iron fife with bands of luminous moonsilver knotwork, an Elven silver piccolo with rose gold keys, a wide-bottom mesquite guti'adar with obsidian-tipped tuning pins, an Elven silver txistu shaped like a lotus blossom enfolding a bridge, an end-blown plains flute of multi-hued gloomglass, some maracas painted with a graduated spectrum from royal purple at the crown to a pale lilac just above the handle and a polished kuwinite gremlik magkwon with an ivory mouthpiece.

[Huns House, Lady's Morning Room]
A gold-edged blue floral carpet adorns the zingana floor of this room. A carved marble fireplace with a wrought iron grate, with a fine silk tapestry detailing a tranquil garden scene hanging above it, rests between an elegant ivory velvet settee and a silver-toned ban-minahle writing table with gracefully curved legs pushed up against the smooth silverwood walls. The room holds a very faint scent of perfume. You also see a white and orange kitten, a large garden window with sparkling glass panes, a silverwood door elaborately carved with blooming vines, an Ilithian black bogbirch wardrobe carved with lotus blossoms and an ironwork velvet-covered chair that is facing the table.
Obvious paths: none.

>look settee
With a high back and plush arms, this settee invites all to have a seat and rest against its soft fabric.  Golden piping trims the arm in a spiral design that flows across the base in a straight line.

>look table
Curving out at the knee, each leg curls back in at the ankle and terminates in an ornamental clawed foot.

>look on table
On the writing table you see a fluted nib pen twisted into a treble clef and a staff-lined music manuscript book.

>look tapestry
Tall alabaster columns twined with flowering rose vines frame the image, creating a portal through which can be glimpsed a lush garden in full bloom.  Roses bloom in a rainbow of color from every bush, vine and stately hedgerow.  Narrow stone paths wind through the vivid scene, with bright green moss growing up between the faded and timeworn slabs.

[Huns House, Briaen's Study]
Walls of smooth silverwood and a wide-planked zingana floor covered by a black bearskin rug enclose this room. In one corner lies a deep brown leather reading settee with brass feet, and near the settee sits an austere gentleman's desk with brass drawer pulls on which rests a dark leather prayer book. An open brick-lined hearth burns along the far wall with a wheat-colored prayer parchment hanging above it. The room holds a faint scent of fine tobacco. You also see a white and orange kitten, a large garden window with sparkling glass panes, a silverwood door elaborately carved with blooming vines, an arch-backed ebonwood chair that is facing the desk and a broad dark ebonwood bookcase with dragonclaw-foot legs with a heavy iron parchment coffer reinforced with thick blued-steel bands on it.
Obvious paths: none.

>look settee
Resembling an armchair crossed with a chaise lounge, the comfortable piece of furniture has two armrests and a back at the top of the seat.  A long upholstered extension allows the reader to put their feet up.

>look on settee
On the reading settee you see a cozy winter quilt styled in a traditional pattern.

>look desk
The brass toggles glimmer against the silvery-grey grains of the polished aspen.

>look parchment
The prayer parchment is painted with a border of of green vines and each of the symbols of the gods mentioned in the prayer.  A unicorn, cat, raven, lion, ox, wren, ram, boar, wolf, panther and dolphin leap and twist within the twining border, a dance and celebration of joy.  The words of the prayer slant forward in a script alive with potential and inspiration.

>read parchment
You silently read your parchment.

  *A Praise of Gods*
  by Granar Veracine

  Hodierna thy light shines brightly for me
  Tamsine thy hearth warms my soul
  Eluned your strength is with me
  Kertigen thee provides for our needs
  Praise to the gods of Elanthia!

  Meraud fill my book of prayers with glory!
  An army of Clerics marches forth by Everild
  Glythtide prepare the wine for offering
  Faenella sing songs of warrior deeds
  Glory and Praise to the gods!

  Children laugh at the feet of Damaris
  Mercy and forgiveness is Truffenyi
  The earth and beauty is of Hav'roth
  And Chadatru speaks the truth
  Praise unto the gods!
           Amen

>look in bookcase
In the ebonwood bookcase you see a thick black grimoire, a cigar case, a spiritwood-bound journal of pure white, an ornately engraved platinum folio, a prayer tome of tarnished silver, a collection of worn volumes bound in battered black leather, a white-streaked soulstone surrounded by a cage of niello chains, a small wood-framed notebook entitled "THEORIES", an unusually darkened stone bearing crude carvings, an oversized book titled HOW TO KILL UNDEAD in big block letters, a worn cambrinth-bound volume of "The Immortals", and a sturdy tome with the title "Provincial Laws and Justice" in block print.

[Huns House, Bedchamber]
A white snowbeast pelt rug adorns the zingana floor of this small room. An open brick-lined hearth rests between a simple bed with a beech headboard and a lace-skirted beech dressing table pushed up against the smooth plaster walls. The room holds a very faint scent of roses. You also see an orange and white kitten, a large garden window with sparkling glass panes, a trio of cascading baskets hung from the ceiling and a simple beech chair that is facing the table.
Obvious paths: none.

>look in bask
In the cascading baskets you see some vibrant red roses, a pot of sunflowers, and some potted coral rosebuds.

>look on table
On the beech dressing table you see a carved wooden mirror with a silver inlaid handle and a carved wooden brush with a silver inlaid handle.

>look on bed
On the simple bed you see a tatted-edge white linen pillow, a tatted-edge white linen pillow and a fuzzy white wool blanket.