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Miraena Speaks at Taelbert's Inn

Event Date: 08/18/2024

Event Instance: Prime

Date

It has been 450 years, 39 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Golden Panther.
It is currently winter and it is mid-afternoon.

Log

• Messenger Miraena joins the adventure.

[The Crossing, Magen Road]
This bustling junction presents a cross section of the world's inhabitants in various states of health and disrepair. Bloodied adventurers, impaired healers, overextended spellsingers, and other members of the walking wounded lurch their way towards the Healing Hospital to the west. Litters, carts and horses carry those too badly hurt to move under their own power. In striking contrast are the strapping barbarians who swagger by, towards the Arena and Barbarians' Guild southwest.

Ysilda waves to Miraena.

Miraena tries to catch the attention of people as they walk by her, obviously not having much success.

Miraena beams at Ysilda.

Ysilda curtsies to Miraena.

Miraena says to Ysilda, "Miss, it is nice to see you again."

Miraena curtsies to Ysilda.

Ysilda says to Miraena, "It's nice to see you, too."

Ysilda asks Miraena, "Have you had much luck with your mission?"

Miraena shakes her head.

Miraena says, "I was hoping I might speak with some new faces today, but it appears people are quite busy..."

Miraena gazes off to the north.

Miraena gazes off to the west.

Ysilda nods.

Ysilda says, "People do tend to get rather wrapped up in things."

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Miraena says to Ysilda, "I recognize your face from a few days ago, but I do not believe we have formally met."

Miraena says to Ysilda, "I am Miraena."

Ysilda smiles.

Ysilda says to Miraena, "I'm Ysilda. It's nice to meet you."

Ysilda curtsies to Miraena.

Miraena says, "I suppose I could use this device to reach more people."

Miraena taps a kyanite gwethdesuan that she is wearing.

Ysilda nods.

Ysilda says, "It can be helpful, sometimes."

Miraena says, "It's difficult to hear so many voices in your head, I'm not sure I enjoy the feeling."

Ysilda says to Miraena, "Most times, I don't enjoy it either. It just gives me a headache."

Ysilda blushes slightly, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Miraena nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Miraena says, "Perhaps I should go back to Gaethrends, and invite adventurers to join me there."

Ysilda asks, "There is also Taelbert's, if you wanted to try a new venue?"

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Miraena asks, "I'm not entirely familiar with the city. Could you take me there?"

Ysilda blushes slightly, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Ysilda smiles.

Ysilda nods to Miraena.

Miraena joins Ysilda’s group.

Ysilda says, "Not that there's anything wrong with Gaethrend's. But if you want new faces, new places might help."

Ysilda smiles.

Miraena nods to Ysilda.

Miraena says, "I am trying to see more of the city, too. Slowly but surely."

Ysilda nods.

Ysilda says, "We'll move slowly, then."

Ysilda smiles.

Miraena beams at Ysilda.

(Travel)

Miraena observes the streets on both side as she travels through.

[Taelbert's Inn, Lobby]
Though many such inns dot the landscape, Taelbert's is known as especially hospitable to locals and wayfarers alike. Here in the lobby, clerks busy themselves behind an antique mahogany counter, seeing to the needs of guests and directing the activities of the rather large staff. You also see a wooden staircase.

[Taelbert's Inn, Bar]
Bursts of laughter and excited shouts ring out from a game of dice being played at a corner table. Other tables and chairs are scattered haphazardly through the room, but most of the regulars perch on high stools near the bar. Apparently, the view of the buxom barmaid is more enticing from that angle. You also see a barmaid and the menu.

Miraena beams!

[General] Your mind hears Miraena thinking, "Hello Adventurers? My name is Miraena. I am sure you are quite busy, but I would like to speak to any of you who have a few moments. I am in the Taelbert's Inn Bar."

Miraena hitches up the waistband of her workman's pants.

Ysilda quietly says, "A slightly different clientele than Gaethrend's, but might be worthwhile."

Miraena nods to Ysilda.

Miraena says, "I need to meet new faces, so this is very much appreciated."

Ysilda smiles.

Miraena says, "Now to see if I am able to reach anyone..."

Miraena slowly empties her lungs.

Viknal just arrived.

Aryss just arrived, leading her group.

Miraena smiles at Viknal.

Viknal sweeps a lightweight void-black sallet chased in quelium flames off his head and in front of him in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Miraena at the same time.

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Aryss waves.

Miraena says to Viknal, "It is good to see you again, Adventurer Viknal. Thank you for coming."

Viknal says to Miraena, "Hello again, Miraena."

Viknal asks Miraena, "How goes the day for you?"

Miraena says, "It is going better now that Adventurer Ysilda here helped me find this Inn."

Miraena smiles.

Viknal smiles.

Ysilda smiles.

Numinist Nevali just arrived.

Ysilda blushes slightly, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Miraena says, "I was trying to speak to Adventurers on the street, but they all seemed so busy. They did not have time."

Viknal says to Miraena, "We should all be so lucky to have such assistance."

Miraena nods at Viknal, obviously agreeing with his views.

Thinker Couri just arrived.

Nevali waves to Miraena.

Desert Dancer Zersha just arrived.

Viknal says to Miraena, "I would gladly speak with you."

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Miraena beams at Viknal!

Miraena smiles at Nevali.

Miraena says, "Hello everyone. You are all very kind to come speak with me."

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Miraena.

Aryss stretches her arms.

Aryss yawns expansively.

Elfesya just arrived.

Miraena says, "I am told that this thing can reach very far, so I would like to wait a few minutes for any more who may be traveling here."

Aryss says, "I just rolled out of bed."

Enchantress Onara just arrived.

Miraena touches the kyanite stones on her gwethdesuan.

Elfesya waves.

Onara gives a measured bow, deepening it ever so slightly to display additional respect.

Onara says, "Hello."

Viknal says to Miraena, "It was unfortunate during our initial meeting before I had to depart earlier than expected."

Aryss says, "Nothing important going on, more than happy to help out."

Couri says, "I will listen, speakin may be determined."

Miraena says to Viknal, "It is not a problem, I understand Adventurers are very busy."

Firehawk Casari just arrived.

Miraena smiles at Onara.

The waiter slides a snifter of amber brandy across the bar.

Onara gets a snifter of amber brandy from atop the bar.

Onara smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Godspeaker Harsh just arrived.

Elfesya ponders.

Elfesya searches around for a moment.

Harsh quietly asks, "I lost my hand, healers here?"

Harsh smiles.

Casari says, "Good evening, Miraena."

Ysilda beams at Miraena!

Onara pats Harsh on the back.

Harsh tips his blob to Miraena with a courteous nod.

Elfesya points at Reriyn, ruining her hiding place.

Ysilda says to Miraena, "Look at all the people."

Reriyn smiles at Elfesya.

Reriyn exclaims, "Hi!"

Miraena exclaims, "Adventurers Casari and Harsh, it is very nice to see you both again!"

Miraena beams!

Harsh smiles.

Casari smiles at Miraena.

Viknal asks Miraena, "Have you been able to convey your message when last we spoke?"

Forest Watcher Damoone just arrived.

Harsh quietly says, "Hullo Miraena. Im bleedin all over the bar. Will be back."

Godspeaker Harsh hobbles east.

Elfesya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Miraena says to Viknal, "Not since that meeting, no. I have had a lot of trouble gathering folks to speak."

Miraena says, "I am glad to see this thing works."

Miraena taps a kyanite gwethdesuan that she is wearing.

Viknal says to Miraena, "An audience you have now before you, and a story to tell."

Miraena laughs!

Viknal smiles.

Miraena nods.

Elfesya quietly says, "I could have helped him if he was bleeding."

Miraena says to Viknal, "I have been practicing my speech."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Viknal nods to Miraena.

War Healer Misteeus just arrived.

Viknal smiles at Miraena.

Casari grins.

Sofina just arrived.

Sofina playfully snaps a kitchen towel at the air, causing a crisp *CRACK*ing sound.

Miraena says, "Adventurer Casari has heard my speech several times now."

Elfesya glances at Sofina.

Zersha grins at Sofina, her dimples flashing into view.

Sofina puts her towel in her scavenger's pack.

Miraena beams at Casari!

Casari nods to Miraena.

Elfesya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Viknal asks Miraena, "And I take it the practice is going well?"

Casari says, "You're very good at it now."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Wet towel."

Viknal glances at Casari.

Miraena nods at Viknal, obviously agreeing with his views.

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Miraena says to Viknal, "I have made a few adjustments every time, but I am also getting more confident in giving it."

Miraena says, "I was very nervous around Adventurers when I first came to Crossing."

Elfesya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Zersha asks in Ilithic, "I don't think we're that scary, are we?"

Sofina says, "Lets see..."

Viknal says to Miraena, "I have yet to hear your message as yet."

Misteeus's features are limned in fiery rutilant light, his eyes burning with a fearsome vivacity.

Sofina smiles at Elfesya.

Deathbeing just arrived.

"Burn her! Burn her!" You hear the cries echo around you as everyone in the vicinity immediately gives Sofina a wide berth!

Sofina frowns.

Godspeaker Harsh just arrived.

Sofina says, "Didnt work."

Zersha gives Sofina a gentle poke in the ribs.

Miraena says to Zersha, "One or two of you have been... but most have been kind."

Harsh dusts himself off.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Elfesya frowns.

Miraena nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Harsh takes a deep breath and then raises his hands, murmuring prayers under his breath. A strong white light fills him, exploding outward and blinding you momentarily. When the light fades Harsh seems to be floating a few inches above the ground while descending slowly to a standing position, looking exhausted but happy.

Zersha says to Miraena in Ilithic, "I'm glad for that at least, but I'm sorry for those who haven't been nice."

Forest Watcher Damoone goes east.

Elfesya just touched Harsh.

Harsh quietly says, "Meraud's gaze is over this area. We are safer from the effects of wild mana."

Elfesya assumes a tense stance, concentrating on something.

Harsh smiles.

Casari praises Harsh.

Viknal asks Zersha, "Would it be too difficult for you to use the language we all can understand?"

A decidedly unnatural gust of air gentle stirs around Miraena, as if to bolster her presence. After a moment, it settles again.

Sir Imroth just arrived.

Miraena looks at Viknal and blushes.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Perhaps you should learn Ilithic then."

Miraena says to Viknal, "I'm sorry, I'm still getting used to understanding all languages. I forget that you do not hear it as I do."

Zersha says to Viknal, "I can speak common, it just feels less natural, but you're right, it is rude of me, I apologize."

Harsh points at Sofina, ruining her hiding place.

Zersha smiles at Viknal, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Harsh quietly exclaims, "Hi!"

Viknal says, "I wish it was worth while."

Harsh beams at Sofina!

Sofina snorts at Harsh.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Dont apologize to the human."

You hear Sofina muttering to herself from the shadows.

Miraena quietly asks Ysilda, "Do you think I should begin?"

Ysilda smiles at Miraena.

Ysilda nods to Miraena.

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Viknal gazes at Miraena.

Elfesya searches around for a moment.

Miraena inhales deeply, puffing up her chest as if to give herself courage to continue. She tilts her head upward, sets her jaw, and begins speaking.

Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

Miraena formally says, "Hello Adventurers. My name is Miraena. I come from a small village many many days to the west of here."

Light of the World Gwenddolyn just arrived.

Miraena gazes off to the west.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Onara smiles at Gwenddolyn, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Valynn just arrived.

Harsh hugs Valynn, getting a smile in return.

Zersha says to Miraena, "It's nice to meet you, Miraena, I'm Zersha."

Harsh smiles.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Valynn.

Intern Rhainn just arrived.

Valynn just hugged Harsh.

Valynn grins at Harsh.

Rhainn smiles.

Valynn pulls the hood of her cloak up.

Miraena formally says, "My village, and countless others like mine, have been under siege by destructive events such as swirling vortexes of wind and light, animals dying unexpectedly, crystal formations erupting from the ground, and people going missing."

Rhainn says, "Hello friends."

Gwenddolyn says, "Nice to meet you Miraena, I am Gwenddolyn."

Valynn pulls down the hood of her cloak.

Imroth bows to Valynn.

Mageling Aerilia just arrived.

You notice as a white dog pads into the room.

Rhainn smiles at Miraena.

Onara smiles at Valynn, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zersha blinks at Miraena.

Gwenddolyn asks, "Where exactly is your village?"

Zersha stands near Valynn.

Valynn grins at Onara.

Miraena formally says, "Recently, the Heralds bestowed upon me a flood of visions to warn me about the effects of sorcerous magic."

Harsh quietly says, "We met but it is always your pleasure to meet me again, I am Harsh. In name only, mostly."

Valynn smiles at Zersha.

Harsh tips his blob to Miraena with a courteous nod.

Aerilia gets a dog talisman from inside her scroll case.

Miraena nods to Harsh.

A white dog curls up and takes a nap.

Aerilia puts her talisman in her scroll case.

Miraena formally says, "They made it clear to me that our world will continue to experience more and more disastrous effects should nothing change."

Miraena takes in a deep breath of air before releasing it slowly.

Valynn gazes thoughtfully at Miraena.

Miraena formally says, "I am here to petition adventurers to cease all use of sorcerous magic."

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Miraena.

Rhainn's body is dripping water everywhere.

Gwenddolyn says, "Where exactly is your village? I am curious."

Miraena formally says, "I am asking that you do this for the good of the common men and women who live each and every day around you, and for the ones you do not see... like myself, my village, and my family."

Miraena frowns.

Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Miraena formally says, "Thank you for your time."

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Miraena curtsies.

Rhainn says, "I will make that pledge."

Casari looks at Miraena and applauds!

Imroth folds his arms across his chest.

Miraena beams at Rhainn!

Miraena stands near Rhainn.

Zersha quietly says to Valynn, "I can't really pledge to give up something I don't do."

Gwenddolyn folds her arms across her chest.

Viknal says to Miraena, "Thank you for sharing your words."

Rhainn smiles mri

Miraena asks Rhainn, "Would you let me know your name, Adventurer?"

Onara nods to Miraena.

Rhainn says, "I am Rhainn."

Rhainn's body is soaked.

Rhainn curtsies to Miraena.

Onara says, "I have never used socerous magic myself."

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha nods at Onara, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miraena says to Rhainn, "Adventurer Rhainn, please accept this iris grown by my own two hands as a symbol of what you have pledged."

Miraena offers Rhainn a blue iris.

Rhainn accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Gwenddolyn says, "Neither have I but her reluctance to answer my question is concerning."

Rhainn says, "Thank you."

Casari says, "You asked it in the middle of her speech."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Its a village a few days to the west, its a small village and its unnamed."

Miraena says, "This is a far greater audience than I have had before, if you would all be so kind as to let this farmer take her time to answer your questions."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Miraena says, "I will do my best to speak with you all."

Gwenddolyn says, "I would prefer that she answer herself."

Aerilia shifts her weight.

Valynn smiles at Miraena.

Nevali says, "I got a question or two, after."

Knight Errant Trajan just arrived.

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Just assisting her in questions she's already previously answered."

Miraena smiles.

Zersha appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Elfesya searches around for a moment.

Miraena says, "Thank you hidden voice."

Elfesya searches around for a moment.

Miraena says, "Yes, my village is many days to the west by foot from here."

Valynn searches around for a moment.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Why of course. Its what I do. I'm the most helpful person here Crossing."

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Couri says, "Hae other villages committed ta nae sorcery? Not usin it piecemeal is easy enough. but nae helpful if'n othere nae agree. And I myself nae usin it e'er."

Casari says, "The hidden one is Sofina."

Elfesya points at Sofina, ruining her hiding place.

Zersha quietly says to Elfesya, "I wouldn't."

Enchantress Onara drifts east.

Miraena beams at Couri!

Enchantress Onara just arrived.

Harsh blinks.

Enchantress Onara drifts east.

Elfesya peers quizzically at Zersha.

Miraena asks Couri, "May I give you an iris as thanks?"

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Sofina glares at Elfesya.

Enchantress Onara just arrived.

Gwenddolyn says, "An unnamed village is concerning."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Mind your fingers."

Couri says, "Of course."

Onara sits down on the oak chair.

Miraena offers Couri a blue iris.

Couri accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Miraena asks Couri, "And your name?"

Zersha says to Elfesya in Ilithic, "She gets cranky when people do that."

Couri says, "I be Couri Fearfly, trader."

Elfesya shrugs.

Miraena curtsies to Couri.

Couri curtsies.

Couri nods.

Harsh folds his arms across his chest.

Miraena says to Couri, "Thank you, Adventurer Couri."

Miraena beams!

Gwenddolyn shakes her head.

Sultry Siren Crowfeet just arrived.

Crowfeet scoffs.

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

Harsh just hugged Crowfeet.

Crowfeet just hugged Harsh.

Harsh quietly says, "Everyone, Mildred has arrived."

Harsh lets out a hearty cheer for Crowfeet!

Crowfeet snickers.

Crowfeet sweeps a white-plumed captain's hat of fine black felt off her head and in front of her in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing at the same time.

Miraena says to Gwenddolyn, "There are many villages that do not have formal names. Sometimes we are just a few houses pushed together, othertimes very spread out. We do not have need for a name, other than our Village."

Crowfeet exclaims, "Yes, I am here!"

Rhainn says, "I think we must take a stand. I chose to stand against sorcery, with Miraena. It may not be popular, but I've lived my life this way, and I stand with her."

Gwenddolyn says, "I know that oculars can exist anywhere, so I do have concerns."

Harsh nods at Valynn, obviously agreeing with her views.

Zersha blinks at Gwenddolyn.

Zersha glances at Miraena.

Miraena beams at Rhainn!

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha gnaws on her lip.

Harsh gazes off into the distance.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "I'm not sure I know what an ocular is, but I'm fairly certain I am not one."

Miraena laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Gwenddolyn waves to Crowfeet.

Zersha says to Gwenddolyn in Ilithic, "Do you see Oculars often? If so, you might want to see someone about that..."

Viknal smirks.

Crowfeet says, "I am petitioning for people to not stop using Sorcery because what else would Harsh do with his time."

Crowfeet makes a grunting noise.

Crowfeet folds her arms across her chest.

Crowfeet waves to Gwenddolyn.

Harsh beams at Crowfeet!

Crowfeet says, "I'm jesting of course."

Gwenddolyn laughs at Crowfeet.

Harsh loudly boos Crowfeet.

Nevali quietly says, "Why do oculars living in a trash can have such good eyesight? 'Cos they're binoculars."

Misteeus laughs!

Valynn gives Crowfeet a wry grin.

Miraena indicates her walking stick with a smile.

Zersha says to Miraena, "They're creatures that can take the shape of anyone."

Casari appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Miraena gazes at Zersha.

Imroth asks, "Anyone cast AoT so I can hear the conversation?"

Imroth clears his throat.

Miraena peers down at herself, looking over her arms, hands, torso, and legs.

Harsh quietly says, "Well, I'm doin it right now. What you think of them apples pal."

Harsh pokes Crowfeet in the ribs.

Olkerde just arrived.

Gwenddolyn says, "And claim to be someone they are not."

Miraena quietly says, "No, I believe I am just a farmer."

Valynn grins at Imroth.

Casari nods to Imroth.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Crowfeet squints at Miraena.

Crowfeet looks over Miraena very closely.

Miraena quietly asks Casari, "Was there any other questions I missed so far?"

Medir just arrived.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "I have a question."

Harsh quietly asks, "Are you a disguised gnome?"

Harsh gazes at Miraena.

Harsh squints.

Casari says to Miraena, "Oh, umm... I may have missed some, too. I've been looking out for something else."

Crowfeet asks, "What is subdermal keratosis?"

Miraena laughs at Harsh.

Miraena asks Harsh, "Wouldn't that be amazing?"

Valynn nods to Medir.

Imroth looks over Miraena very closely.

Harsh quietly says, "That wasnt a no."

Gwenddolyn says, "The name of your village would be helpful in confirming your origin."

Harsh narrows his eyes.

Harsh gestures.

Miraena nods to Casari.

Medir waves.

Onara waves to Medir.

Zersha says to Gwenddolyn, "She already said it didn't have one."

Miraena asks, "Yes Sofina-voice-from-hiding?"

Crowfeet says, "Is that like a strange goo."

Medir says, "Evenin'."

Gwenddolyn says, "Every village has a name."

Miraena laughs at Gwenddolyn.

You hear the voice of Sofina ask, "I've heard that you've recently claimed to no longer, um, whats the word....um...I guess support the Immortals anymore? What made you change your mind about them?"

Harsh gestures at Crowfeet.

Harsh quietly says to Crowfeet, "That was not sorcery at all."

Harsh gazes at his fingernails.

Miraena says, "Adventurers can certainly seem very far removed from the day to day life of those of us so far outside of the cities."

Gwenddolyn says, "It is not funny, though laughing at others tends to hide the truth."

Miraena laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Aerilia folds her arms across her chest.

Crowfeet grins at Harsh.

Zersha asks Gwenddolyn, "Are you trying to be dense or does it come naturally?"

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal says to Miraena, "Thank you for trekking days away from your village to deliver such a message to warn others regarding the perils faced outside of these protected wall."

Medir gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

You hear someone laugh.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Oh Zersha."

You hear the sound of someone cackling!

Miraena says, "Oh, I believe in the Immortals. I served them day in and day out, as a proper farmer would."

Miraena smiles.

Gwenddolyn says, "My intelligence is not what is in question."

Nevali raises her hand.

Crowfeet blushes a bright red color.

Zersha glances at Gwenddolyn.

Casari laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Medir smiles at Harsh.

Harsh quietly says to Medir, "That was not sorcery."

Raising his Darkstone Whiskey to Harsh, Medir gives him a toast.

Harsh gazes at his fingernails.

Zersha says to Gwenddolyn, "I agree, it's not."

Nevali asks Miraena, "My question, when you have time to think on it... does the idea of a tall Kaldar woman, with short white hair, have any significance to you?"

Zersha gazes at her fingernails.

Miraena says, "But, since being graced by the Heralds, I see now that there is a power far above them... and the Heralds are giving us this opportunity to save ourselves. So for now, I have pledged myself to their calling."

Couri asks, "That sounded past tense, do ye no longer serve them?"

Zersha glances quickly around, looking confused.

Medir takes a sip of his Whiskey.

You hear someone giggle.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Harsh blinks.

Harsh narrows his eyes.

Gwenddolyn squints.

Couri says, "Hmm."

You hear someone babbling incoherently.

Miraena says to Couri, "If we are able to stop the use of sorcery, and there is a world in which for us to continue living, yes I will most likely go back to serving them on a day to day basis."

Miraena says, "But the very fate of the world is at peril right now. My immediate concern is that."

Aryss asks, "I don't expect you have any real insight, as you're just a messanger, but do you have any response or thoughts about those who believe more sorcery is the answer? Or that sorcery has little to do with it at all?"

Imroth asks Miraena, "What is it like when the Heralds speak to you?"

Miraena says to Aryss, "They are wrong."

Miraena frowns at Aryss.

Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Harsh quietly says, "I mean."

Harsh gazes off into the distance.

Viknal smirks.

Harsh gazes upward.

Miraena says, "If more sorcery was the answer, wouldn't the world be getting better? More and more Adventurers use sorcery every day, and things are only growing worse."

Valynn leans against the bar.

Exalted Monk Maintain just arrived.

Harsh tips his blob to Maintain with a courteous nod.

Crowfeet ponders.

Harsh bows to Maintain.

Gwenddolyn nods to Maintain.

Harsh smiles.

Maintain bows to Harsh.

Viknal says to Miraena, "Not this one."

Valynn gazes at Miraena.

Maintain bows to Gwenddolyn.

Zersha nods to Viknal.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Some of us are..unable..to stop."

Miraena smiles at Viknal.

Viknal smiles at Miraena.

Medir says to Miraena, "I did wonder if y'had any more visions or contacts or experiences since we last spoke. I'm glad, at least, t'see you at a better catered establishment."

Zersha asks, "Will those of us not balance out those who do?"

Aryss says, "There have been several new faces in the crossing lately, and it seems each and everyone has a different view on the matter."

Viknal says to Miraena, "And no intentions to even start."

Aerilia says to Miraena, "I realize this may be confusing, but it's been suggested that performing sorcery in -certain locations- may be able to help tilt the balance back to normal. We're trying to learn more about that."

Miraena says, "Every person who stops helps bring the balance back. It is like having a dam with a dozen holes... you have to start with one, then the next, then the next."

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "This one is claiming there is a force more powerful than the gods."

Harsh motions to Miraena.

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Maintain frowns.

Miraena gazes at Aerilia.

Medir nods to Maintain.

Medir smiles.

Maintain bows to Medir.

Gwenddolyn asks, "So plugging the holes would in effect keep the Immortals out?"

Crowfeet asks Miraena, "And this comes from the Heralds themselves?"

Viknal says to Miraena, "Even a dam must be allowed to release something, or risk and overflow."

Sofina reveals herself.

Elfesya frowns sofina

Miraena nods to Crowfeet.

Crowfeet gives a slight nod.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "It takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile, you should smile at me more often."

Miraena says, "Yes, the Heralds provided me a vision that showed what would happen to the world, to the people we love, if we continue on this path."

Zersha giggles a little oddly.

Imroth asks, "Why did the all-powerful Heralds choose a farmer girl as their messenger?"

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Imroth points at Sofina, ruining her hiding place.

Imroth grins at Sofina.

Miraena looks at Imroth and blushes.

Elfesya smirks at Sofina.

Gwenddolyn nods at Imroth, obviously agreeing with his views.

Miraena says to Imroth, "I cannot answer that, I'm sorry."

Medir chuckles.

Crowfeet says to Imroth, "There is power in Innocense."

Medir gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Imroth says, "Fair enough."

Zersha says, "It seems to me that she speaks for the people that we tend to take for granted."

Miraena beams at Zersha!

Couri asks, "And what do the Heralds know of our missing people? We hae been told that sorcery may help ta return them? Is it death of one ta save the many the Heralds would advise?"

Rhainn nods at Crowfeet, obviously agreeing with her views.

Aryss says, "And, if I may ask for another opinion, from what I've been able to gather, the Herald's, whom you are a messanger of, are accused of basically kidnapping several beloved members of the adventuring community."

Aryss coughs.

Aryss says to Couri, "Pardon."

Miraena says, "Yes, that is who I am here for. Those of us who do not practice magic, who are not as travelled and adventurous as you all. We do not have the means by which to stop sorcery, other than to... ask."

Miraena says, "Beg, if need be."

Zersha gives Miraena a slight nod.

Medir asks, "And if that fails?"

Medir ponders.

Casari says, "Someone correct me if I heard him wrong, but it seemed like Asildu doesn't think the Heralds even perceive individuality among mortals, so Miraena's receipt of the visions... could have been accidental or random."

Aerilia shifts her weight.

Miraena says, "If that fails, then there will be no world to save any more."

Miraena frowns.

Crowfeet says, "Her."

Miraena says, "I have no choice but to do this."

Maintain quietly says to Harsh, "This unlearned monk is familiar with the idea. But admittedly, his focus is on the interactions of Holy magic with extraplanar objects and..."

Crowfeet says, "Or him."

Medir gives a slight nod.

Crowfeet says, "I'm so confused."

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Miraena quietly says, "And please forgive me if you have asked a question I have not answered. There are many voices. I will do my best to answer as many as I can."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Medir chuckles.

Gwenddolyn nods to Maintain.

Elfesya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Aryss nods to Miraena.

Zersha quietly says to Miraena, "You should ask them to raise their hands and take turns."

Zersha looks at Miraena, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Miraena says to Nevali, "You asked about a tall Kaldar woman with short white hair. I'm sorry, I do not recognize that description."

Nevali nods to Miraena.

Crowfeet ponders.

Miraena gazes at Zersha.

Aryss studies the faces around her.

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "There must be a way to draw the truth out. I am not convinced we are being given it presently."

Nevali asks Miraena, "Do you know about the First Land Herald? The Newspapers?"

Viknal asks Miraena, "Perhaps their visions will be more insightful if you can be more descriptive regarding them, share the specific visions as best you can recall?"

Miraena asks Zersha, "Would you be able to coordinate that for me?"

Gwenddolyn asks, "Is it true that plugging the holes will essentially also keep the Immortals out?"

Harsh quietly says, "Terrifying thought."

Zersha says to Miraena, "I can do my best."

Harsh nods to Gwenddolyn.

Crowfeet exclaims to Harsh, "Do you want me to hold her down and you tickle her toes until she tells the truth?!"

Miraena beams at Zersha!

Valynn grins at Zersha.

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

Harsh quietly says, "Yick, feet."

Harsh blanches.

Valynn praises Zersha.

Miraena says, "Yes please, Zersha will help me so that I will not miss your questions."

Zersha loudly says, "If people could please raise their hands and I'll point to them, allowing Miraena to answer each person without being overwhelmed."

Zersha stands near Miraena.

Maintain folds his arms across his chest.

Gwenddolyn folds her arms across her chest.

Miraena says to Nevali, "I have heard only passing about the First Land Herald, but I have not seen one."

Harsh folds his arms across his chest.

Harsh squints.

Medir shakes his Darkstone Whiskey!

Nevali nods to Miraena.

Nevali says, "Thanks."

Miraena smiles at Nevali.

Onara takes a sip of her brandy.

Crowfeet raises her hand.

Zersha points at Crowfeet.

Zersha smiles at Crowfeet, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Intern Rhainn goes east.

Nevali says to Miraena, "Lemme know if you want me to explain why I asked."

Tendrils of ghostly flame trail errantly behind Maintain, wavering like gossamer robes in the wind.

Gwenddolyn says, "She heard my question."

Crowfeet asks, "I just want to make this clear. You, little farm girl, know nothing about the missing adventurers, correct?"

Miraena frowns at Crowfeet.

Couri raises her hand.

Miraena says, "I have heard from other Adventurers that you have lost some of those you care for."

Imroth glances at Crowfeet.

Crowfeet says, "I'm just trying to clarify that's all."

Medir offers Onara a shot of Darkstone Whiskey.

Miraena says, "I'm sorry, but no, I do not know anything."

Onara accepts Medir's Darkstone Whiskey.

Onara smiles at Medir, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Crowfeet gives a slight nod.

Harsh quietly says, "A direct answer."

Harsh snaps his fingers.

Miraena says, "I have been asked if the Heralds could be responsible, and that seems very unlikely to me."

Harsh lets out a hearty cheer for Crowfeet!

Miraena ponders.

Onara takes a sip of her Whiskey.

Zersha beams at Miraena!

Medir nods to Onara.

Onara nods to Medir.

Zersha points at Couri.

Miraena says, "If I may have one more moment to answer that."

Valynn gives Harsh a wry grin.

Couri asks, "And what do the Heralds know of our missing people? We hae been told that sorcery may help ta return them? Is it death of one ta save the many the Heralds would advise?"

Zersha dimples at Couri.

Tear Reaper Tambellis just arrived.

Zersha quietly says to Miraena, "Sorry, I thought you were done with that one."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Tezirite Luna just arrived.

Miraena says, "The Heralds are beings of almost incomprehensible power. I can barely even understand it, and they graced me directly with the knowledge."

Crowfeet says to Couri, "You didn't raise your hand."

Luna peers quizzically at Miraena.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Onara gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Zersha says to Crowfeet, "She did."

Zersha grins at Crowfeet, her dimples flashing into view.

Crowfeet exclaims, "Doh!"

Harsh quietly says to Crowfeet, "Haha you're out."

Crowfeet snaps her fingers once and looks sheepish.

Harsh snaps his fingers.

Zersha giggles at Harsh.

Medir furrows his brow.

Miraena says, "Thinking that the Heralds would kidnap some of your friends is like... think the thunderstorm is paying attention to five specific raindrops."

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Luna gazes down at her hands.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara takes a sip of her Whiskey.

Aerilia tilts her head to one side.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Elfesya grins.

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara smiles at Viknal, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Miraena says, "They simply would not be concerned with five of us specifically."

Trajan says, "But these Heralds chose one specific raindrop to represent them to other mortals."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Trajan raises an eyebrow in Miraena's direction.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Couri says, "Thank ye, though still connfused what ta do."

Onara gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Heart Tender Kethrai just arrived.

Imroth ponders.

Onara smiles at Kethrai, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Harsh quietly says, "Five of you, specifically, five missing friends. Precisely."

Harsh ponders.

Harsh gestures.

Crowfeet holds up five fingers.

Medir scratches his head.

Valynn smiles at Kethrai.

Harsh tips his blob to Kethrai with a courteous nod.

Harsh smiles.

Veteran Apprentice Anuril just arrived.

Kethrai waves.

Luna gazes at Onara.

Nevali nods to Harsh.

Miraena says, "They have given me the opportunity to help us save ourselves. They are not telling us to stop sorcery for their benefit, but for ours."

Anuril steps towards Kethrai to join him, but Kethrai steps away.

Onara smiles at Anuril, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Medir raises his hand.

Anuril grins.

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Miraena.

Anuril takes his rightful place beside Kethrai.

Anuril nods to Onara.

Aryss ponders.

Gwenddolyn shakes her head.

Zersha quietly asks Miraena, "Give me a nod or something when you're done, so I know when to move on?"

Valynn grins at Anuril.

Light of the World Gwenddolyn goes east.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "Thank you, I will."

Viknal smirks at Zersha.

Primal World Ender Dartwin just arrived.

Harsh tips his blob to Dartwin with a courteous nod.

Harsh shakes Dartwin's hand.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Dartwin shakes Harsh's hand.

Valynn idly picks at a pale green leather cloak lined with white rabbit fur.

Miraena says, "My heart breaks for the loss of your friends, but please remember that we have lost people in our villages, too."

Dartwin grins.

Zersha winks at Viknal.

Valynn clucks her tongue and shakes her head.

Rozalynde raises her hand.

Miraena says, "They have died in these vortexes, they have gone missing, they have been trapped in crystals, they have been killed while trying to rebuild out homes."

Medir observes Miraena with fascination.

Zersha frowns at Miraena.

Onara takes a sip of her Whiskey.

Crowfeet appears to be listening intently for something.

Kethrai gets a glass of sparkling cider from atop the bar.

Kethrai gets a glass of sparkling cider from atop the bar.

Medir quietly says, "Trapped... i'crystals..."

Kethrai offers Anuril a glass of sparkling cider.

Miraena says, "If we do not want to lose more, we must fix the imbalance. And to fix that, we must stop the use of sorcery, as much as possible."

Anuril accepts Kethrai's sparkling cider.

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Nevali quietly says to Harsh, "I had this crazy idea that the five people have been able to send out psychic waves, which manifested in the five strangers we've met since their disappearance. And that Navesi's pyschic wave manifested in Miraena, since Navesi is said to be anti-sorcery, and runs the First Land Herald... and Miraena then comes with her anti-sorcery message from the Heralds..."

Miraena says, "Every person who ceases using sorcery brings us closer to balance."

Miraena slowly empties her lungs.

Zersha pats Miraena on the back.

The waiter slides a tall glass of red wine across the bar.

Onara gets a tall glass of red wine from atop the bar.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "Thank you for giving me that moment."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Zersha nods to Miraena.

Luna scoffs.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "I'm ready for the next question."

Zersha quietly asks Couri, "Was your questions answered by that?"

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Anuril raises his hand.

Viknal says, "I know nothing about these adventurers taken, nor do I care."

Couri says, "Aye and nae, but expected."

Casari glances at Viknal.

Zersha grins at Couri, her dimples flashing into view.

Viknal says, "I care about the world ending."

Zersha points at Medir.

Zersha smiles at Medir, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Miraena hitches up the waistband of her workman's pants.

Medir points at himself.

Zersha nods to Medir.

Zersha giggles.

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Miraena nods to Viknal.

Anuril moves a glass of sparkling cider to his left hand.

Medir says, "Ach I'm not used to this hand thing."

Tambellis joylessly says, "I think I've killed roughly...3000 sorcery using Adan'f per day for the last 2 years, If that's not fixing the balance I'm not sure what else to do."

Medir says, "Only raisin' a toast."

Medir ponders.

Zersha exclaims to Medir, "No question then, I can move to the next!"

Miraena says, "And please, if anyone is ready to pledge to stop sorcery, speak up."

Zersha points at Rozalynde.

Zersha smiles at Rozalynde, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Casari says to Tambellis, "Good point."

Medir says to Miraena, "I was jus' curious if you've attempted to commune with, speak to..."

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Zersha flails her arms about.

Elfesya quietly says, "I've never used sorcery."

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Valynn praises Tambellis.

Miraena beams at Viknal!

Miraena stands near Viknal.

Rozalynde looks at Zersha and shrugs.

Onara nods to Elfesya.

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Medir says to Miraena, "Or otherwise contact the Heralds since y'arrived here. At least in th'last few days. And if there have been any other visions."

Miraena asks Viknal, "Adventurer Viknal, would you accept this iris as a symbol of your pledge?"

Crowfeet quietly says, "I didn't start using it until all the cool kids started laughing at me for not using it..."

Miraena offers Viknal a blue iris.

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Viknal says to Miraena, "I will."

Viknal accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Miraena beams at Viknal!

Harsh rubs Crowfeet gently.

Medir praises Viknal.

Maintain quietly says to Harsh, "What has most perplexed this lowly monk is that advocates claiming to represent the Heralds have differing messages than those claiming to represent the Immortals, yet the Heralds have previously claimed and even demonstrated the ability to bring the Immortals to heel. It is enough to make one crave a sip from Father Vecuto's stash of moonshine."

Tambellis joylessly says, "That's just me, there's usually two dozen of us in there doing that."

Miraena says to Medir, "I am not in direct contact with the Heralds. I cannot send them a question any more than you or Adventurer Viknal could."

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Medir gazes at Miraena.

Sofina reveals herself.

Miraena says to Medir, "I have been asked if I would be willing to attempt to contact them, and I have said yes... if someone has a way to do that."

Medir says, "I think you, more than any of us, might be able to."

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Medir nods.

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "I am not sure what to make of any of this. Drinking does seem a viable solution at this point."

Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Miraena says, "I am happy to try, but I want you all to understand that I do not believe I have a direct line to them."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Anuril moves over to guard Kethrai.

Maintain nods at Harsh, obviously agreeing with his views.

Medir chuckles.

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Rozalynde ponders.

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Medir says, "I only ask a'cause they could have reached out to everyone with a vision. It is within their power."

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Viknal examines a blue iris.

Medir says, "And they reach through you directly. So perhaps y'do."

Medir smiles.

Miraena smiles at Medir.

Zersha grins at Medir, her dimples flashing into view.

Viknal says, "Through, as in a conduit or medium."

Viknal nods to Medir.

Medir nods to Viknal.

Medir says, "Aye."

Trajan asks Miraena, "You don't have a direct line, but you feel confident that you have been chosen to spread a message?"

Valynn quietly says to Medir, "You make a good point."

Zersha exclaims to Trajan, "Please raise your hand and wait your turn!"

Miraena says to Medir, "I understand. Yes... they could have. I am as confused about that as you, but I'm doing the only thing I can think to do which is continue to spread the message."

You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.

Medir nods to Miraena.

Miraena exclaims, "Ah, and they also reached my new friend Asildu!"

Miraena beams!

Rozalynde says, "I think, my "question" is somewhat related to that. I guess."

Trajan raises an eyebrow in Zersha's direction.

Kethrai says, "It may be that the Heralds who would have the power to do that don't have the nature to do it... And the ones who have the nature to do it don't have the power."

Miraena says, "It is nice to know I am not completely alone."

Rozalynde asks, "My apologies, I don't know if this has been asked before, but sometimes messangers are asked for proof they are delivering for whom they say they are. Have you any proof or are we just to believe your word that you've had visions?"

Trajan pets Aerilia's white dog.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "You are doing a fantastic job, thank you."

Miraena smiles at Zersha.

Zersha blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Kethrai says, "I mean... There are three Heralds we know of that gave up some measure of their power to become more involved in world affairs."

Zersha beams at Miraena!

You hear the loud voice of Sofina say, "Raise your hand for Zersha."

Zersha quietly says to Miraena, "I'm trying my best."

Medir says, "Aye, very orderly."

Miraena quietly asks Zersha, "Who is next?"

Zersha points at Rozalynde.

Miraena nods.

Nevali quietly says to Kethrai, "The Heralds tried using a speaking horn to send messages to everyone, but never used one before and got it turned around. So all the visions poured into one person isntead of one for everyone."

Anuril raises his hand.

Rozalynde says to Miraena, "No offense, but I've also had visions of sorts of a catastrophic ending after a night out."

Anuril gives Zersha a slight nod.

Medir chuckles.

Zersha smiles at Anuril, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Nevali folds her arms inside the sleeves of her wizard's robes, assuming a sanguine expression.

Miraena says to Rozalynde, "Well, I have found through the help of you Adventurers that I can speak new languages, and I... seem to have a special sort of barrier around me protecting me from some attacks."

Tambellis joylessly asks Casari, "Wait what am I missing? I'm killing legions of sorcery using Adan'f, my...I'll call him aquaintance because he's too annoying to be a friend is slaying droves of sorcery using Bone Wyverns, is all this no good?"

Harsh gestures.
Geysers of uncontrolled mana suddenly erupt from Harsh's flesh, illuminating the surroundings in an excruciating display of blue-black fire!
"Burn him! Burn him!" You hear the cries echo around you as everyone in the vicinity immediately gives Harsh a wide berth!
"Stop right there!" The shout reverberates through the area as the guard charges towards Harsh. "You're under arrest!"
Harsh seems to be in shock as the guard binds his hands and he is led off.

Miraena asks, "I believe some of you were here when the one known as Atuen attacked me?".

Medir winces.

Imroth chuckles.

Zersha frowns, shaking her head with an expression of exasperation before resting her face in the palm of her hand.

Aerilia frowns.

Nevali sighs.

Medir gazes off to the east.

Onara shakes her head.

Miraena gazes at Kethrai.

Viknal asks, "Atuen?"

Casari asks Tambellis, "I don't know. Apparently it's not enough?"

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Medir nods to Viknal.

Viknal asks, "Now why would this "Atuen" attack a farm girl?"

Luna asks Tambellis, "You're a sorcerer? Or no?"

Tambellis joylessly says to Casari, "Then maybe the world needs to die and one needs to get made that can handle the evolution of magic."

Godspeaker Harsh just arrived.

Onara raises an eyebrow in Harsh's direction.

Kethrai says to Viknal, "He rarely needs a good reason."

Zersha nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

A decidedly unnatural gust of air gentle stirs around Miraena. After a moment, it settles again.

Harsh quietly says, "Ouch."

Tambellis joylessly says to Luna, "Yeah."

Casari looks at Tambellis and shrugs.

Luna nods to Tambellis.

Nevali pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

Luna says, "As am I."

Nevali says, "First time she came to Crossin', Atuen threatened everyone who agreed to help spread her message..."

Aerilia tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

Valynn gazes at Harsh.

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Harsh opens his small sack.

Valynn appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Miraena says, "Those are the two pieces of proof I have discovered so far."

Imroth says, "Well it doesn't take much for Atuen to threaten everyone."

Harsh quietly says, "My skin hurts if there a healer here please."

Harsh smiles.

Elfesya just touched Harsh.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Gross."

Miraena says to Rozalynde, "Asking for more proof is like asking me to tell you what I do not know. I have not discovered anything other than those."

Harsh beams at Elfesya!

Miraena looks at Rozalynde and blushes.

Elfesya smiles at Harsh.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Medir rubs his neck.

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Rozalynde looks at Miraena and shrugs.

Zersha points at Anuril.

Crowfeet smiles.

Imroth says, "Oof, my skin is bad too if someone wouldn't mind helping me out."

Zersha smiles at Anuril, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Anuril nods to Zersha.

Elfesya just touched Imroth.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Really gross."

Harsh quietly says, "Skin conditions goin around in here."

Anuril says to Miraena, "It is good to see you again."

Trajan looks at Valynn and shrugs.

Onara raises an eyebrow in Harsh's direction.

Miraena smiles at Anuril.

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Miraena says to Anuril, "We did not speak much at our last meeting."

Miraena curtsies to Anuril.

Zersha loudly exclaims, "If you have a question for our guest, please raise your hand and I'll point to you when she's ready for the next question!"

Onara says to Harsh, "I hear that condition has a specific cause."

Anuril smiles.

Anuril nods.

Aerilia raises her hand.

Anuril says to Miraena, "I am sympathetic to the damage that sorcery has done to our world. Even though I have long sought to limit it's use, and only employed it when necessary to counter an active threat, and even though my guild is probably the one most limited by giving it up, I am willing to make your pledge. I just want you to understand that making such a pledge comes at a cost to adventurers. We will not be able to most effectively defend our families, friends, cities, provinces, without its use."

Valynn gives Trajan a wry grin.

Medir smiles at Anuril.

Anuril says to Miraena, "It is unfortunate that the actions of reckless, selfish, sorcery-addicted individuals have made the entire situation untenable for those who have shown restraint. But I will give it up for the greater good."

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Crowfeet ponders that statement isn't entirely true.

Miraena beams at Anuril!

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Hmm."

Harsh blinks.

Miraena stands near Anuril.

Onara says, "I already made a pledge to myself long ago to not practice sorcery."

Harsh quietly says, "Division amongst us, be wary of that."

Miraena asks Anuril, "May I have your name, Adventurer?"

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Anuril says to Miraena, "Anuril."

Anuril bows to Miraena.

Miraena offers Anuril a blue iris.

Anuril accepts Miraena's blue iris.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Harsh, this will be the only time I agree with you. But I stand with you and sorcery."

Crowfeet fidgets nervously.

Medir whispers something to Anuril.

Miraena says to Anuril, "Please accept this as a token of my thanks."

Miraena curtsies to Anuril.

Anuril nods to Miraena.

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Anuril puts his iris in his damask vest.

Miraena stands near Onara.

Viknal nods politely to Anuril.

Miraena asks Onara, "You will also make this pledge?"

Anuril praises Onara.

Medir leans against the bar.

Onara says to Miraena, "There is no need to, I made one to myself long ago."

Miraena beams!

Tambellis joylessly says to Zersha, "When you can, ask her if they've given her a time for how long it'll take for the world to end. I've been ready for it for a while. I'm not good with crowds. I'm killing to keep killing sorcerers with sorcery, if anyone wants to try to stop me with force, they're more than welcome."

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Tear Reaper Tambellis goes east.

Miraena offers Onara a blue iris.

Miraena says to Onara, "Please, as a token of what you are saving."

Viknal nods politely to Onara.

Onara accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Miraena asks Onara, "And your name?"

Onara says to Miraena, "Onara."

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Harsh sighs.

Miraena says, "Thank you, Adventurer Onara and Anuril."

Miraena beams!

Miraena stands near Zersha.

Onara nods.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Crowfeet smiles.

Zersha points at Aerilia.

Zersha smiles at Aerilia, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Stellar Statistician Urbaj just arrived.

Miraena inhales a great swallow of air.

Sofina reveals herself.

Miraena slowly empties her lungs.

Miraena indicates her walking stick with a smile.

Valynn nods politely to Urbaj.

Zersha quietly says to Miraena, "You're doing wonderfully, it's a lot of questions and people."

Onara sniffs at a blue iris.

Urbaj smiles brightly, exuding confidence and charm.

Crowfeet jumps back from Miraena!

Onara begins to carefully examine a blue iris.

Aerilia asks Miraena, "I know the Heralds have gifted you knowledge of language, but what about magic? If you concentrate, can you see or feel the flow of mana around you?"

Crowfeet bows to Miraena and begins groveling! With a quivering voice, Crowfeet begs Miraena to show mercy and kindness for her inexcusable actions!

Medir quietly says, "A drink might help."

Miraena ponders.

Medir gets an elegant diamondwood wand adorned with myriad lively etchings from inside his linen khandur.

Medir zigzags the diamondwood wand through an elaborate series of gestures. A generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch appears in his left hand!

Zersha begins chortling at Medir.

Medir moves an elegant diamondwood wand adorned with myriad lively etchings to his left hand.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his right hand.

Miraena says to Aerilia, "As one who has never cast magic before, I'm not sure I'd even know where to start."

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Miraena laughs!

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Medir offers Miraena a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch.

Aerilia nods to Miraena.

Viknal offers Medir a shot of Darkstone Whiskey.

Medir puts his wand in his linen khandur.

Crowfeet chuckles.

Medir closes his linen khandur.

Miraena waggles her fingers around dramatically.

Medir grins at Viknal.

Miraena declines Medir's offer.

Medir accepts Viknal's Darkstone Whiskey.

Onara puts her iris in her shadow-black cloak.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Viknal moves a blue iris to his left hand.

Viknal moves a shot of Darkstone Whiskey to his right hand.

Raising his Darkstone Whiskey to Medir, Viknal gives him a toast.

Miraena says to Medir, "But no, I do not suddenly feel as if I can cast magic."

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Miraena babbles incoherently.

Onara gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Casari says, "Elemental mana sounds like a symphony."

Medir chortles softly at some secret joke.

Miraena says to Aerilia, "But no, I do not suddenly feel as if I can cast magic."

Miraena smiles.

Olkerde says to Miraena, "I am just a commoner, but I aspire to join a Guild one day. I too am willing to make the pledge to avoid sorcery should I take up training in the magical arts."

Onara takes a sip of her Whiskey.

Miraena beams at Olkerde!

Medir says, "Y'may well, depending on the drink."

Miraena stands near Olkerde.

Harsh blinks.

Raising his scotch to Viknal, Medir gives him a toast.

Anuril praises Olkerde.

Crowfeet says, "I don't really use sorcery - I mean it is a bother to train, and I train it for no reason, so it would be easy to give up. HOWEVER, I can't pledge to not sell scrolls to people who would use them for that purpose."

Harsh sighs.

Miraena asks Olkerde, "May I have your name?"

Olkerde says to Miraena, "My name is Olkerde, currently an eager assistant in the crafting societies of this fine city."

Miraena curtsies to Olkerde.

Olkerde bows to Miraena.

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his left hand.

Medir moves a shot of Darkstone Whiskey to his right hand.

Medir takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his right hand.

Crowfeet smiles at Olkerde.

A suave lackey arrives, giving Urbaj a quick nod.

Elfesya quietly says to Miraena, "I too pledge to never use sorcery. I never have."

Urbaj's lackey produces a towel and proceeds to vigorously dry him quickly before putting the towel away again.

Miraena says to Olkerde, "Thank you so much for your pledge."

Miraena offers Olkerde a blue iris.

Harsh blinks.

Olkerde accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Miraena beams at Elfesya!

Miraena stands near Elfesya.

Olkerde sniffs at a blue iris.

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Harsh frowns.

Miraena offers Elfesya a blue iris.

Urbaj's suave lackey gives him a curt nod before walking off.

Elfesya accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Kethrai says to Crowfeet, "I haven't promised not to heal people who use sorcery, either. I think we can only vouch for our own behavior."

Miraena asks Elfesya, "And your name?"

Elfesya smiles at Miraena.

A swirling vortex of brilliant light spins across the area.
Rozalynde collapses to the ground as the world seems to stretch and pull around her briefly.
Viknal collapses to the ground as the world seems to stretch and pull around him briefly.
Ysilda collapses to the ground as the world seems to stretch and pull around her briefly.

Harsh concentrates for several moments, a greedy expression on his face.
A fearsome mana surge is abruptly erased from existence!

Elfesya says to Miraena, "Elfesya."

Aerilia winces.

Medir gives a slight nod.

Misteeus ponders.

Miraena beams!

Olkerde puts his iris in his herbal case.

Zersha nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Crowfeet nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Harsh quietly says, "I saved us everyone, its fine your hero is here."

Onara says, "Oh dear."

Valynn raises an eyebrow.

Harsh gazes at his fingernails.

Miraena says, "I am so pleased by today's meeting."

Casari says to Miraena, "You're doing great."

Medir chuckles at Harsh.

Zersha says to Miraena, "Lots of pledges."

Elfesya examines a blue iris.

Harsh snickers.

Miraena nods at Zersha, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miraena beams at Casari!

Miraena stands near Zersha.

Elfesya sniffs at a blue iris.

Onara pulls Viknal towards her!

Elusive Asab just arrived.

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Imroth folds his arms across his chest.

Medir turns a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch in the light, looking at it admiringly.

Viknal leaps to his feet!

Onara nods.

Kethrai takes a sip of his cider.

Nevali asks, "Can you pin those irises to your clothes?"

Medir ponders.

Onara asks Viknal, "You okay?"

Kethrai gets a blue iris from inside his rose-colored haversack.

Medir opens his linen khandur.

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "Are you able to call a godling? I am curious if any strange reactions occur around our visitors. I am not able to any longer."

Zersha asks Miraena, "If you're ready for another question, Tambellis wanted to know if the Heralds had given you a timeline for how long we have until the world might end because of this?"

Kethrai ponders.

Medir gets a blue iris from inside his linen khandur.

Kethrai shakes his head at Nevali.

Medir shakes his head.

Medir puts his iris in his linen khandur.

Nevali's ears droop for a moment.

Kethrai puts his iris in his rose-colored haversack.

Viknal says to Anuril, "Nice."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Onara asks Rozalynde, "You okay?"

Maintain shakes his head at Harsh.

Nevali says, "I'd wear one if I had one."

Harsh nods.

Medir takes a sip of his scotch.

Anuril smirks at Viknal.

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Imroth looks over Miraena very closely.

Miraena says, "The Heralds have not given me a timeline. They showed me what felt like a thousand visions all at once, and in each one of them the world ended in catastrophe if we continued on this path."

Rozalynde blinks.

Medir sighs.

Medir shudders.

Zersha nods to Miraena.

Crowfeet ponders.

Rozalynde asks Onara, "Sorry, what?"

Maintain quietly says to Harsh, "With some irony, godlings are not extraplanar entities, and so not terribly useful in this unfortunate monk's research."

Viknal smirks at Anuril.

Medir says, "I think tha' would have broken my mind."

Medir frowns.

Rozalynde stands up.

Miraena says, "I certainly hoped they gave us enough advanced warning that we might be able to do something about it... so I will work hard each day to do so."

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "They have proven more problem than aid to myself."

Miraena says to Medir, "It was not pleasant."

Casari says, "It's too bad you can't share all those visions directly. It's possible we could recognize some omens and events in them that would help us to identify more about what's happening."

Nevali says to Zersha, "I got a question for her! Add me to the list."

Medir nods to Miraena.

Crowfeet raises her hand.

Zersha nods to Nevali.

Asab pets Aerilia's white dog.

Zersha jots down some notes.

Miraena painfully says to Casari, "I would not want to share them in detail. I saw many people dying, in many different ways..."

Miraena sighs.

Casari gives a slight nod.

Casari says to Miraena, "That must have been horrible."

Miraena says to Casari, "But also a motivation. I may not be an Adventurer, but I can speak and tell people what I saw."

Miraena nods to Casari.

Miraena says, "And then hopefully I can go back home and go back to my farming..."

Miraena gazes off to the west.

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Miraena.

Casari says, "It's easy for us to become callous to horrific sights. Things really change about perspective the first time you die, for example."

Zersha says, "It is hard to miss your home."

Medir nods to Casari.

Zersha nods to Miraena.

Medir takes a sip of his scotch.

Miraena says to Casari, "I have gotten the sense that Adventurers can be... very out of touch with the perspective of people like me."

Crowfeet raises her hand.

Anuril snorts, loudly.

Casari nods at Miraena, obviously agreeing with her views.

Kethrai gives Miraena a slight nod.

Miraena says, "That woman who kept asking me about my village name, for example."

Zersha looks at Crowfeet and jots down some notes.

Zersha grins at Crowfeet, her dimples flashing into view.

You hear someone laugh.

Luna asks, "Aren't you an adventurer now, by the very definition?"

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "She's a special kind of Elf."

Olkerde points at Luna.

Miraena says, "That is like asking if you name every single blade of grass."

Imroth asks, "Did you bring these flowers all the way from your village?"

Olkerde says to Luna, "Good point."

Crowfeet says to Miraena, "She's from Theren. They are all like that."

Crowfeet snickers.

You hear someone snickering.

Miraena laughs at Crowfeet.

Luna nods.

Aerilia chuckles.

Valynn coughs.

Trajan raises an eyebrow.

Trajan raises an eyebrow in Crowfeet's direction.

Crowfeet grins stupidly.

Miraena says, "It's simply impossible to name everything you might view as a village in all areas, and we just have no need to."

Miraena shrugs.

Onara smiles at Rozalynde, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Medir says, ""Home" can be enough sometimes."

Medir shrugs.

Miraena says, "But this is also why I have come, to remind Adventurers that people like me are out there, and right here in Crossing among you."

Zersha nods at Medir, obviously agreeing with his views.

Couri taps something inside her beisswurm backpack.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Miraena says, "What you do affects us greatly."

Viknal whispers something to Medir.

Casari asks, "Have you considered taking your message to other cities?"

Medir chuckles at Viknal.

Harsh quietly says, "I will remind everyone that a creation seemingly of pure logic and void of emotion or bias has instructed us that sorcery is not the problem here. Our one guest who claims to have been sent by the gods directly has instructed us sorcery is not the problem. It is only the ones claiming visitation from heralds who state sorcery is to blame. I fear the heralds are in trouble. Is my opinion."

Miraena says, "The barmaid here, the inn owner, the cooks in the kitchen."

Miraena nods to a barmaid.

Zersha exclaims, "Please remember to raise your hands!"

Zersha grins at Casari, her dimples flashing into view.

Miraena smiles at Zersha.

Medir says, "Taelbert is a special sort a'crank."

Medir sighs.

Viknal gazes at a barmaid.

Casari covers her mouth with her hand.

Imroth raises his hand.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "I am ready for the next question."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Harsh sighs.

Luna nods at Harsh, obviously agreeing with his views.

Couri nods to Harsh.

Zersha points at Nevali.

Zersha smiles at Nevali, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Maintain folds his arms across his chest.

Zersha quietly says to Nevali, "Thank you for being patient."

Miraena smiles at Nevali.

Valynn grins at Harsh.

Nevali exclaims to Miraena, "You're braver now than when you first arrived. Are you ready to try for a proper moon wizard future vision?!"

Miraena says, "Yes, my greatest thanks to you all."

Miraena laughs at Nevali.

Medir observes Nevali with fascination.

Medir grins.

Viknal raises an eyebrow.

Harsh raises his hand.

Miraena says to Nevali, "I'm still not sure what that means entirely, but I think I will pass. No offense to you, Adventurer Nevali."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Nevali's ears droop for a moment.

Nevali nods.

Zersha grins at Nevali, her dimples flashing into view.

Miraena says, "The last one who tried casting at me was trying to kill me, so it has not made me more comfortable."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Rozalynde says, "Be a lot cooler if you did."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Nevali says, "It's this thing, where I study the skies, and then I can help guide people along one of the different threads of fate to see what might or might not come to pass... just the one vision, usually. Not thousands."

Zersha points at Crowfeet.

Zersha smiles at Crowfeet, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Crowfeet asks, "Forgive me if you have already answered this question, but what is the significance of the blue iris?"

Elfesya sniffs at a blue iris.

Nevali exclaims, "Actually not a spell at all!"

Miraena beams at Crowfeet!

Miraena says to Crowfeet, "Thank you for asking, I am quite proud of them."

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Miraena waves some blue iris over herself.

Zersha cocks her head at Miraena.

Medir raises his hand.

Crowfeet smiles at Miraena.

Zersha looks at Medir and jots down some notes.

Raising his scotch to Zersha, Medir gives her a toast.

Crowfeet exclaims, "It's a lovely flower!"

Miraena says, "I am known for growing the most beautiful irises back in my village. This was my most recent crop."

Aryss goes east.

Miraena says, "I packaged them very carefully and brought as many as I could with me."

Imroth nods to Miraena.

Miraena sniffs at a blue iris.

Crowfeet gives a slight nod.

Miraena slowly empties her lungs.

Miraena puts her iris in her craftsman's satchel.

Miraena smiles at Crowfeet.

The waiter slides a tall glass of red wine across the bar.

Onara gets a tall glass of red wine from atop the bar.

Zersha says, "I bet they smell like home."

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Miraena nods at Zersha, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miraena says, "They remind me of what I'm here for, and I hope they do the same for those who have pledged."

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Harsh quietly says, "Cupcakes would be better. They taste like hugs."

Harsh shrugs.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "Ready for the next question."

Zersha giggles at Harsh.

Zersha points at Luna.

Zersha smiles at Luna, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Rozalynde quietly asks, "Out of shear curiosity, has anyone tried sorcery on the irises?"

Luna says, "I have no question for her."

Miraena smiles at Luna.

Zersha exclaims to Luna, "My mistake!"

Zersha points at Imroth.

Miraena says to Luna, "Thank you for coming to hear me speak."

Imroth chuckles at Rozalynde.

Zersha grins at Imroth, her dimples flashing into view.

Luna nods to Miraena.

Kethrai says, "In the language of flowers, an iris stands for faith, hope, valor, trust. Seems fitting."

Imroth says, "Oh my question was where the flowers came from but it was just answered."

Zersha nods to Imroth.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Miraena beams at Imroth!

Zersha points at Casari.

Miraena nods.

Zersha smiles at Casari, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Miraena smiles at Casari.

Casari says, "Oh, I was just wondering if you were going to visit any other cities."

Medir nods to Casari.

Imroth says, "Seems like a strange thing to pack for a long distance trip."

Miraena nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Lord Knight Hebion just arrived.

Imroth says, "But then again, all of this is strange."

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Hebion.

Zersha smiles at Hebion, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Anuril takes a sip of his cider.

Hebion bows to Zersha.

Crowfeet exclaims to Imroth, "Not at all! Not if you love flowers!"

Hebion nods politely.

Nevali sweeps a pointed blue hat with a wide brim off her head and in front of her in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Miraena at the same time.

Valynn smiles at Hebion.

Imroth glances at Crowfeet.

Nevali quietly says, "Time to skedaddle."

Numinist Nevali slinks east.

Elusive Asab goes east.

Miraena says to Casari, "My goal is to speak to as many Adventurers as I can. If I run out of new faces in Crossing, I will most likely move to another city."

Miraena nods to Casari.

Casari nods to Miraena.

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha points at Harsh.

Zersha dimples at Harsh.

Harsh smiles.

Harsh quietly says to Miraena, "It was suggested to us that we somehow get all of our guests to gather where our friends went missing."

Zersha tilts her head inquisitively.

Rozalynde ponders.

Harsh quietly asks Miraena, "Would you be willing to gather there at some point? along with them?"

Elfesya assumes a tense stance, concentrating on something.

Miraena frowns.

Valynn smiles at Harsh.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Luna says to Miraena, "I don't doubt your sincerity, but I do not believe you are the solution to Wild Magic. Good luck with your endeavor."

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Kethrai gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Kethrai gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Kethrai offers Anuril a shot of Darkstone Whiskey.

Miraena frowns at Luna.

Anuril accepts Kethrai's Darkstone Whiskey.

Luna places her hands on her thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards Miraena, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

Rozalynde quietly says, "I like this."

Miraena sighs.

Anuril nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Anuril takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Tezirite Luna strolls east.

Kethrai takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Miraena quietly says to Harsh, "I'm not sure how to say this without sounding offensive..."

Zersha pats Miraena on the back.

Miraena says, "I am so very sorry for the loss of your friends, and I do wish that they return."

Miraena says, "But the cause I am here for is far greater than those specific individuals."

Harsh quietly asks, "So you would not be willing to gather at that site? with our other visitors?"

Crowfeet gasps at Miraena!

Miraena says, "There are many people who have died as a result of the use of sorcery, and it's tipping of the balance."

Harsh scratches his head.

Trajan says, "It sounds an awful lot like an attempt at a hostage exchange, anyway."

Crowfeet exclaims to Miraena, "There is no cause greater than Dantia!"

Crowfeet shakes her fist!

Miraena looks at Crowfeet and blushes.

Hebion raises an eyebrow.

Viknal asks, "Really?"

Viknal says, "I can think of one."

Zersha quietly says, "Saving our world might be a greater cause..."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Why would they all want to gather there? None of them arrived here because of the missing."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "As Zersha just said."

Crowfeet nods.

Harsh quietly says, "Oh im sorry."

Harsh nods to Couri.

Intern Rhainn just arrived.

Crowfeet smiles.

Miraena says, "It is like... trying to run down river to catch with your hands the few fish who have slipped through your net, instead of fixing the hole in your net."

Olkerde says to Harsh, "Does the meeting have to be about those missing people? Whoever they are."

Miraena says, "I am here to urge you to fix the net."

Miraena nods to Harsh.

Harsh quietly says, "No."

Imroth folds his arms across his chest.

Olkerde says, "Sounds like it just makes sense to get all of the visitors together."

Imroth says, "Those fish are friends."

Crowfeet says, "I apologize. I'm feeling a bit silly and playful tonight, which is uncalled for on such a serious subject matter. I'll take my leave."

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Crowfeet sweeps a white-plumed captain's hat of fine black felt off her head and in front of her in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing at the same time.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Crowfeet.

Crowfeet exclaims to Miraena, "Good luck!"

Harsh ponders.

Zersha grins at Crowfeet, her dimples flashing into view.

Hebion quietly says, "Maybe we all need to fish more."

Rozalynde nods at Olkerde, obviously agreeing with his views.

Harsh nods to Miraena.

Sultry Siren Crowfeet glides east.

Miraena says to Imroth, "I am so very sorry, I understand that. But fixing the balance may be what is needed to bring them back... or at the bare minimum, prevent others you love from being lost."

Trajan says, "Or less."

Trajan shrugs.

Medir takes a sip of his scotch.

Valynn tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

Kethrai says, "Frankly I don't see the point in getting all the visitors together. I'm not sure what they're going to talk about with each other that we haven't already talked about with all of them."

Zersha nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Medir nods to Kethrai.

Miraena quietly asks, "I heard about one who wears a sandwich on his head?"

Anuril chortles softly at some secret joke.

Medir says, "Strange sorts."

Medir looks at Miraena and shrugs.

Trajan blinks.

Kethrai says to Miraena, "Well... that is worth seeing, yes."

Rozalynde says, "I think all the visitors being gathered together is a good idea, regardless of where it is, having them gather at the spot of the missing is just two birds one stone kinda deal."

Hebion says to Kethrai, "My guess is someone wants to see them fight each other to decide who is the one to follow."

Miraena chuckles.

Medir grins at Hebion.

Harsh quietly says, "I think Liraxes is pointing us in a direction and we should take any steps we can."

Harsh looks at Kethrai and shrugs.

Harsh sighs.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Sandwhich hat guy was onto something."

Harsh quietly says, "That stone, the points, the faint cries."

Harsh shrugs.

Zersha asks, "Was he the duck-spider one?"

Zersha furrows her brow.

Harsh frowns.

Harsh quietly says, "Five."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "I do believe so."

Harsh shrugs.

Imroth says, "I am afraid I must also take my leave. I remain skeptical, to say the least."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Imroth.

Zersha points at Medir.

Medir chuckles.

Imroth says, "Take care everyone."

Zersha smiles at Medir, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Trajan waves to Imroth.

Olkerde says, "I'm late for a shift at the Alchemy Society."

Imroth raises his hand in a quick salute.

Miraena nods to Imroth.

Medir waves.

Olkerde says to Miraena, "Thank you for your visit and time."

Valynn says, "Perhaps having all the visitors in one room may help with any discrepancies we or they perceive."

Olkerde says, "And the iris."

Miraena smiles at Olkerde.

Sir Imroth trudges east.

Kethrai says, "Five is a pretty small number. There are five of lots of things."

Medir says, "I'm goin' to build on what I'd asked about earlier."

Olkerde goes east.

Harsh nods to Kethrai.

Medir says, "Havin' now given it a little more thought. And scotch."

Zersha giggles at Medir.

Rozalynde quietly says, "Five toes..."

Miraena grins at Medir.

The waiter slides a mug of Running Stream beer across the bar.

Anuril gets a mug of Running Stream beer from atop the bar.

Harsh blanches.

Anuril moves a mug of Running Stream beer to his left hand.

Harsh quietly says, "Toes."

Medir says, "You havin' -- rather bravely -- suggested that y'would be willin' to try and reach out to the Heralds in some way when last we met."

Anuril takes a sip of his beer.

Medir nods to Miraena.

Harsh quietly says, "Blech."

Valynn gazes at her fingernails.

Miraena nods to Medir.

Miraena says to Medir, "I am certainly willing to try."

Rozalynde hops east.

Medir says, "I'm not sure I have a full-formed suggestion about how t'do so, and perhaps others smarter than I have some thoughts, but I do think attemptin to engage in some way could help convince others and spread your message. As y can see, citizens here can be rather stubborn."

Rozalynde just arrived.

Medir ponders.

A decidedly unnatural gust of air gently stirs around Miraena. After a moment, it settles again.

Viknal nods.

Medir says, "Two things come t'mind. The first somewhat unpleasant. The second much less so, but could lead t'nothing at all in the end."

Medir chuckles.

Miraena chuckles at Medir.

Zersha loudly says, "If anyone else has a question, please raise your hand and I'll add you to my list, that I'm totally not just keeping in my head."

Zersha appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Harsh scratches his head.

You hear someone giggle.

Miraena says to Medir, "If one of your fellow Adventurers comes up with an idea, I would ask them to reach out to me at Gaethrend's Court, where I am staying."

Medir says, "I'm not sure about th'magic of it all. Again, I jus' make drinks for people t'wash away their problems... but if we could find a way t'connect you with others. Some sort a'link that might enable them to experience what you do..."

Harsh waves at himself with his war hammer.

Viknal peers quizzically at Miraena.

Medir asks, "Would you be willin' to experience or remember that terrible vision such that y'might share it with them?"

Miraena says to Medir, "I do not want to lead people astray in thinking that I have a direct connection with the Heralds, that I can give them messages and that they can or care to respond."

Rozalynde says, "Oh."

Rozalynde raises her hand.

Zersha looks at Rozalynde and jots down some notes.

Maintain quietly asks Harsh, "This overburdened monk wonders if Brother Harsh is planning to join the other practitioners in the guildhall later to discuss things?"

Medir nods to Miraena.

Anuril takes a sip of his beer.

Medir says, "Aye, but if we don' try then we'll have lost a chance. Even if it leads to naught."

Medir chuckles.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Miraena hesitantly says to Medir, "I may be willing to do that, depending on the method..."

Medir nods to Miraena.

Harsh quietly says to Maintain, "I was unaware of it until now, but i would most certainly be there if i am available at the time."

Medir says, "I understand that's askin' a lot."

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Maintain nods to Harsh.

Harsh smiles.

Miraena quietly asks Zersha, "Are there many more questions?"

Medir says, "And we can all put our heads together about how, but perhaps it would help spread th'message. Or convince some that need convincin'."

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Medir shrugs.

Zersha exclaims to Miraena, "One more!"

A shot of Darkstone Whiskey suddenly appears.

Miraena nods.

Zersha points at Rozalynde.

Zersha grins at Miraena, her dimples flashing into view.

Miraena says, "This is quite a lot of speaking."

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Zersha grins at Rozalynde, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha nods at Miraena, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miraena smiles at Rozalynde.

Harsh quietly says, "Will make it a priority."

Harsh nods to Maintain.

Medir chuckles.

Harsh smiles.

Anuril takes a sip of his beer.

Rozalynde asks, "Gaethrend's Court isn't exactly posh, but it does seem like it may be a bit out of the price range of a simple farm girl. Is someone covering the boarding expenses for you?"

Rozalynde says, "Just something that popped into my head."

Miraena beams at Rozalynde!

Harsh traces holy symbols around Valynn with his war hammer!

Harsh looks at Valynn and widens his eyes.

Harsh grins.

Miraena says to Rozalynde, "A very kind Adventurer provided me more platinum than I've ever seen in my life."

Harsh sheathes his war hammer.

Medir says to Rozalynde, "They water down their drinks, in any case. Cuttin' costs everywhere."

Medir sighs.

Harsh's features return to normal.

Rozalynde says, "Oh nice, you really are an adventurer now."

Casari smiles.

Anuril takes a sip of his beer.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Harsh raises his hand in an imaginary toast.
You hear a distant but hearty chuckle as a dram of Shorka's Venom appears in Harsh's right hand!
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.

Harsh offers Medir a dram of Shorka's Venom.

Miraena says to Rozalynde, "People seemed very concerned that I was camping outside Crossing, and all but demanded that I stay in an Inn."

Medir accepts Harsh's Shorka's Venom.

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his left hand.

Medir moves a dram of Shorka's Venom to his right hand.

Raising his Shorka's Venom to Harsh, Medir gives him a toast.

Rozalynde nods to Miraena.

Miraena quietly asks Rozalynde, "I think perhaps I was starting to smell?"

Miraena blushes a bright red color.

Rozalynde says, "It's not really safe out there."

Zersha says, "It's not always safe outside the gates."

Harsh smiles.

Zersha nods at Rozalynde, obviously agreeing with her views.

Kethrai raises his hand.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Medir chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha looks at Kethrai and jots down some notes.

Trajan sniffs at Miraena.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Rozalynde says, "Goblins, rebels and ogres seem to be on the streets every week."

Casari says to Miraena, "When all is said and done, I bet you'll have plenty of people willing to help your village rebuild, both in financing and in labor. It will be the best village around."

Valynn's features return to normal.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "Would you mind closing the list for questions now? I'm growing very tired."

Zersha asks Miraena, "Do you feel up to one more?"

Zersha dimples at Miraena.

Viknal coughs.

Miraena quietly says to Zersha, "We can finish with who is on your list."

Miraena nods to Zersha.

Zersha nods to Miraena.

Medir leans against the bar.

Zersha exclaims to Kethrai, "Please go ahead!"

Zersha smiles at Kethrai, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Kethrai nods to Zersha.

Miraena says to Casari, "I hope so. That would mean I was successful in my mission, and that I have a village to return to."

Casari smiles.

Miraena beams at Kethrai!

Miraena says to Kethrai, "Adventurer Kethrai! I hope you are well."

Kethrai says to Miraena, "I wanted to ask if, beyond ceasing sorcery, there's anything we can do to help your people. Money, help with construction, healing, and the like. Please consider me at your disposal..."

Sofina reveals herself.

Medir takes a sip of his Venom.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal picks up a shot of Darkstone Whiskey.

Miraena says to Kethrai, "You are most kind, and I have had offers like this from several others."

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha says, "I'd be more than happy to help where I can as well."

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Zersha nods to Kethrai.

Zersha nods to Miraena.

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Medir ponders.

Miraena says, "The biggest help to my village now is spreading the word of my message, and asking others to stop the use of sorcery."

Medir says, "I can send over some casks."

Anuril takes a sip of his beer.

Kethrai nods to Miraena.

Medir says, "But drinkin' away your problems isn' usually recommended by Empaths."

Miraena smiles at Kethrai.

Zersha looks at Medir, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Miraena says, "I am so graetful to everyone for coming out to speak with me."

Medir smiles at Miraena.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Elfesya smiles at Miraena.

Dartwin nods politely to Miraena.

Viknal nods politely to Miraena.

Miraena asks, "Is there anyone else who is prepared to pledge to cease using sorcery?"

Anuril observes Medir with fascination.

Anuril glances at Kethrai.

Anuril glances at a mug of Running Stream beer.

Elfesya puts her iris in her leather pack.

Miraena turns her eyes between the faces gathered.

Anuril casually observes the area.

Zersha asks, "I can't pledge to cease, but can I pledge not to start?"

Medir moves a dram of Shorka's Venom to his left hand.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his right hand.

Miraena beams at Zersha!

Couri taps something inside her beisswurm backpack.

Valynn gazes silently at Miraena.

Miraena stands near Zersha.

Zersha smiles at Miraena, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Miraena says to Zersha, "Adventurer Zersha, please accept this iris as my thanks."

Miraena gets a blue iris from inside her craftsman's satchel.

Miraena offers Zersha a blue iris.

Zersha beams at Miraena!

Zersha accepts Miraena's blue iris.

Dartwin says, "I make only one pledge in my life. It's to my late wife. But doesn't mean I won't help the cause."

Zersha says, "Thank you, I will keep this somewhere special to remind me of how brave you are."

Harsh quietly says, "Please everyone, my friends and flock alike. Do not become blind to the mussings of a stranger. Do not corrupt yourself with suicidal empathy. There is much confusion being sewn and none should make any pledge to anything or one that may cause the immortals to turn a blind eye to you in future. We must decide cautiously. I fear for all of you with those flowers."

Miraena beams!

Miraena says to Dartwin, "I understand that, and I appreciate your assistance."

Zersha beams at Medir!

Miraena curtsies to Dartwin.

Harsh sighs.

Urbaj callously says to Miraena, "You will need to bring more than flowers and bad dreams to be persuasive. I don't blame you; I blame those controlling you. Best of luck."

Valynn rubs Harsh in a friendly manner.

Miraena frowns at Urbaj.

Medir offers Zersha a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch.

Miraena gives a slight nod.

Hebion says to Harsh, "An amusing sentiment from one of the Temple's people."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "If the Immortals cared, they'd have attempted to intervene by now."

Zersha accepts Medir's scotch.

Miraena says, "I understand this is not an easy message."

Zersha grins at Medir, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha puts her iris in her encompassing shadows.

Zersha takes a sip of her scotch.

Harsh quietly says, "My concern has always been the lives of people more specifically that they continue to live."

Dartwin studies his encyclopedic almanac closely.

Harsh quietly says, "And others."

Miraena says, "Now, if you will all excuse me, it's time for me to return to Gaethrend's."

Miraena smiles.

Miraena left the group.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Miraena.

Medir says, "Rest well."

Viknal nods to Miraena.

Medir nods to Miraena.

Casari says, "Good seeing you again."

Urbaj nods.

Ysilda waves to Miraena.

Rhainn curtsies to Miraena.

Stellar Statistician Urbaj strolls east.

Casari waves to Miraena.

Miraena curtsies.

Kethrai says to Harsh, "Suicidal empathy is my job. One that Hodierna has tasked me on herself."

Elfesya waves to Miraena.

Kethrai looks at Harsh and shrugs.

Hebion nods politely.

Aerilia nods to Miraena.

Viknal says to Miraena, "Have a good rest."

Intern Rhainn goes east.

Dartwin exclaims, "Safe or fun paths all. Hunt well!"

Harsh nods to Kethrai.

You hear the voice of Sofina exclaim, "Zersha, good job taking lead on organization!"

Medir moves a dram of Shorka's Venom to his right hand.

Zersha blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Messenger Miraena wanders east.

Anuril praises Zersha.

Trajan says, "Harsh isn't wrong."

Onara gets a blue iris from inside her shadow-black cloak.

Rozalynde ponders.

Onara takes a bite of a blue iris.

Onara says, "Delicious iris."

* Miraena returns home from a hard day of adventuring.

Rozalynde glances at Onara.

Zersha softly says, "Thank you. And thank you all for helping with that, she seemed a bit overwhelmed."

Medir grins at Onara.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Valynn nods at Trajan, obviously agreeing with his views.

Onara takes a bite of a blue iris.

Anuril gazes at Onara.

Kethrai observes Onara with fascination.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Couri examines a blue iris.

Medir asks, "Does it taste like... destiny?"

Valynn pulls the hood of her cloak up.

Rozalynde asks, "If you eat the iris fully, can you do sorcery again?"

Harsh ponders.

Onara says, "Tastes like an iris."

Maintain says, "This room is quite crowded and loud."

Valynn grins at Zersha.

Medir sighs.

Harsh nods at Maintain, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zersha grins at Valynn, her dimples flashing into view.

Valynn says to Zersha, "That was very helpful of you."

Rozalynde asks, "Does that make your pledge null and void?"

Zersha looks at Valynn and blushes.

Valynn grins at Zersha.

Harsh quietly says, "I will see you later for the discussion Brother Maintain."

Onara says, "I made no pledge to her. I made a pledge to myself long ago."

Kethrai says, "I think the iris was a gift with your pledge, not a purchase."

Medir praises Zersha.

Harsh quietly says, "Stay with the gods my friends."

Harsh smiles.

Zersha quietly says to Valynn, "I'm glad I could help a little."

Harsh offers a prayer to Eluned for safe journeys.

Medir pats Harsh on the back.

Anuril smirks at Kethrai.

Medir says, "Take care my friend."

Valynn smiles at Harsh.

Harsh sighs.

Harsh gives a courteous nod and tips his blob politely.

Casari waves.

Godspeaker Harsh hobbles east.

Zersha giggles at Kethrai.

Medir takes a sip of his Venom.

Firehawk Casari goes east.

Rozalynde asks, "Or when they turn into herald beasts will it come out of your insides?"

Medir observes Rozalynde with fascination.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Zersha blinks at Rozalynde.

Aerilia bobs a brief, respectful bow.

Mageling Aerilia strides east.

Couri says, "I dinnae pledge, I jest ne'r used sorcery. still nae sure what I believe from any of 'em."

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Medir says, "I better not eat mine."

Trajan says, "I doubt the flowers are anything more than flowers."

Viknal puts his iris in his muslin backpack.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "The flowers are to know who is going to be sacrificed first."

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Rozalynde says, "Lots of people are suspicious of the flowers."

Medir chuckles.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara says to Couri, "Same here. I have never used sorcery and never plan to."

Kethrai says, "You would know about that, I suppose."

Rozalynde says, "It's only logical to assume they'll kill us all."

Zersha says, "I think they're just flowers from a girl who seems to be doing the best she can with a big message."

Onara says, "They are just flowers."

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "Sadly I've never ahd the honor of sacrificing anyone. Yet."

Onara nods.

Valynn slowly says, "Perhaps."

Rozalynde ponders.

Medir says, "Anyone very magically inclined have any thoughts about how we could form a link wi'her such that we might share her vision? She seemed willin' but I can't say I know a way."

Valynn looks at Zersha and shrugs.

Kethrai glances at Medir.

Medir says, "Empath links, moonie magics..."

Rozalynde taps her head.

Couri says, "Flowers that are as fresh as the day then were picked and what day were that from a destroyed village."

Kethrai says, "Well... Empaths certainly have ways."

Medir nods to Kethrai.

In the blink of an eye, Valynn disappears into her surroundings.

You hear the voice of Sofina say, "There are potions that preserve flowers."

Kethrai says, "But I don't know that the Empath would be able to interpret it any better than her."

Medir says, "It's less that."

Medir says, "More about others seein' it."

Medir says, "So that there isn' just one source."

Rozalynde says, "Also I don't think the village is destroyed, just, having some difficulties."

Medir scratches his head.

Hebion says, "At the risk of starting a rush on flowers. There was another young lady who started her interaction with our general population with flowers."

Zersha glances at Hebion.

Zersha cocks her head at Hebion.

Rozalynde asks Hebion, "Did those flowers kill people?"

Maintain bows.

Maintain says, "Be well, benefactors."

Maintain touches a hand to his mouth and offers a prayer for the continued safety and good fortune of the people surrounding him.

Medir smiles at Maintain.

Exalted Monk Maintain treads east.

Hebion says, "No, but everyone knows her name. Young miss Tildi."

Anuril asks, "The only flowers I'm wary of are those damn... tear...drinkers?"

Zersha quietly says, "People are so suspect of flowers."

Anuril ponders.

Medir chuckles at Zersha.

Zersha gets a blue iris from inside her encompassing shadows.

Kethrai says to Zersha, "I rather like them."

Medir says, "Pretty things can be quite deadly."

Zersha nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zersha grins at Medir, her dimples flashing into view.

Medir says, "At least in my experience."

Couri nods to Medir.

Medir takes a sip of his Venom.

Sofina reveals herself.

Rozalynde says to Zersha, "I think it's more likely that of our new visitors with varying messages, she's the only one passing out goodies."

Zersha says to Kethrai, "It looks like every other flower I've ever seen, but if it grows teeth, I'll let people know."

Zersha looks at Kethrai, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Kethrai says, "Flowers and fish. I think our side of this was just about predetermined."

Zersha indicates her blue iris with a smile.

Kethrai leans back against Anuril with a loving smile.

Anuril smirks at Kethrai.

Onara says, "Jasmine flowers make great tea."

Onara nods.

Medir says, "Jus' wait... soon she'll be asking for rods and cones and whirligigs too."

Zersha nods at Onara, obviously agreeing with her views.

Medir gazes off into the distance.

Couri begins to carefully examine a blue iris.

Onara says, "And roses are yummy."

Onara nods.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Trajan asks, "They don't grow whirlygigs on the farm?"

Viknal gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Viknal says, "One for the road."

Medir looks at Trajan and shrugs.

Viknal takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara smiles at Viknal, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Medir says, "Done many things i'my life but a farmer I am not."

Medir says, "I do farm for compliments sometimes."

Onara says, "My hands are too delicate for farming."

Onara grins, revealing her dimples.

Medir grins at Onara.

Viknal draws forth a razor-edged obsidian oval shield.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Viknal moves a razor-edged obsidian oval shield to his left hand.

Zersha takes a sip of her scotch.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

The waiter slides a shot of Darkstone Whiskey across the bar.

Hebion raises an eyebrow in Zersha's direction.

Zersha grins at Hebion, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha says to Hebion, "Someone handed it to me, it's not bad."

Rozalynde innocently says to Trajan, "Mah daddy was a whirlygig farmer."

Medir gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Medir begins chortling at Rozalynde.

Onara takes a bite of a blue iris.

Kethrai says to Anuril, "Going to go take a nap, maite."

Zersha sniffs at a blue iris.

Viknal draws forth a broad-bladed Dwarven iron voulge with a stout hickory haft.

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Trajan asks Rozalynde, "And his father before him?"

Kethrai gently kisses Anuril on the cheek.

Zersha opens her orchid poke.

Sofina hugs Zersha, who wraps her arms around Sofina with a warm smile.

Zersha puts her iris in her orchid poke.

Zersha closes her orchid poke.

Viknal says, "Time to bash some heads."

Medir says, "Remember well th'great whirligig famine of 422."

Viknal goes east.

Onara nods.

Kethrai says, "Be safe."

Rozalynde nods emphatically at Trajan.

Hebion nods to Zersha.

Onara takes a bite of a blue iris.

Heart Tender Kethrai glides east.

Rozalynde points at Medir.

Onara says, "I feel disappointed."

Medir asks, "Wait, we're related?"

Elfesya grins at Onara.

You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.

Medir gazes at Rozalynde.

Zersha quietly asks Hebion, "Would you like to try?"

Zersha offers Hebion a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch.

Medir says, "I mean I know I'm old but I like t'think I'd know if I had kids..."

Hebion declines Zersha's offer.

Onara says, "I didn't learn anything here."

Rozalynde innocently says, "Nearly wiped mah whole innocent unnamed village out."

Zersha nods to Hebion.

Zersha smiles at Hebion, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Hebion says to Zersha, "Thank you but no."

War Healer Misteeus goes east.

Couri nods to Onara.

Medir takes a sip of his Whiskey.

Onara says to Couri, "No great insights, secrets, anything."

Rozalynde quietly says, "I'm just pokin fun at a little farm girl. I don't know why."

Rozalynde sighs.

Medir chuckles at Rozalynde.

Rozalynde begins to weep softly.

Zersha says, "She's just a farm girl, I'm not sure she has any secrets or great insights beyond what brough her here."

Couri says, "And cryptic answers."

Elfesya waves.

Medir says to Rozalynde, "One more shot will solve this."

Elfesya goes east.

Medir taps a shot of Darkstone Whiskey atop the bar.

Rozalynde gets a shot of Darkstone Whiskey from atop the bar.

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her Whiskey and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Onara says, "Just someone who agrees with me on practicing sorcery, but certainly not the first person I've met who feels that way."

Onara shrugs.

Rozalynde quivers.

Zersha takes a sip of her scotch.

Couri nods.

Onara says, "I wish her the best, but I don't think I'll attend another one."

Medir asks Rozalynde, "Feelin' more or less... farmy?"

Medir nods to Onara.

Rozalynde says to Medir, "Warmer? I don't know how farmy that is."

Trajan says, "I don't feel that her message has evolved much since her last appearance."

Medir furrows his brow.

Medir says, "It seems t'me that she hasn't made any attempts t'elicit further visions or contact."

Medir says, "So her message... aye, it stays the same."

Medir says to Rozalynde, "That's farmy."

Trajan says, "And, to my knowledge, we've only had one visitor so far who didn't come simply to tell us what we should, or shouldn't do."

Medir gets an elegant diamondwood wand adorned with myriad lively etchings from inside his linen khandur.

Medir weaves the diamondwood wand through a serpentine series of gestures. A generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch appears in his left hand!

Medir puts his wand in his linen khandur.

Medir moves a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch to his right hand.

Medir offers Rozalynde a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch.

Medir pats Rozalynde on the back.

Rozalynde says to herself, "Note to self, find a pitchfork or something."

Zersha whispers something to Hebion.

Rozalynde accepts Medir's scotch.

Zersha looks at Hebion, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Couri says, "Or share the actual visions, I doubt they be more graphic than what we do each day."

Medir asks Trajan, "Which one is that?"

Rozalynde holds a generous dram of Chelsea Estate's Special Reserve scotch high into the air for all to see.

Trajan says to Rozalynde, "A torch will do in a pinch."

Medir closes his backpack.

Hebion grins at Zersha.

Zersha looks at Hebion and blushes.

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Rozalynde says to Trajan, "I mean, for farming, not revolting."

Medir chuckles.

Rozalynde asks Trajan, "Or uh, mobbin?"

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Rozalynde takes a sip of her scotch.

Trajan says, "I'm not here to call people names."

Rozalynde takes a seat.

Trajan shrugs.

Zersha grins at Trajan, her dimples flashing into view.

Rozalynde says something insulting about her own mother!

Rozalynde takes a sip of her scotch.

Medir observes Rozalynde with fascination.

Onara raises an eyebrow in Rozalynde's direction.

Medir says, "I swear I put some ice in that glass."

Rozalynde says, "I'm not sure spirits are the breakfast of champions anymore."

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Rozalynde takes a sip of her scotch.

Medir says, "A little too late f'breakfast."

Medir says, "Or too early.."

Hebion nods to Zersha.

Rozalynde ponders.

Rozalynde looks at Medir and shrugs.

Medir looks at Rozalynde and shrugs.

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Medir says, "Maybe it's different on th'farm."

Medir says, "Breakfast before bed."

Rozalynde shrugs.

Onara says, "Some folks like breakfast all day and night."

Medir grins at Onara.

Medir says, "I doubt I'd complain either."

Medir nods in agreement.

Trajan says to Medir, "Whirlygig farming has made her life topsy-turvy."

Rozalynde says, "Bacon and eggs is always good."

Medir grins at Trajan.

Medir looks at Trajan and applauds!

Medir says to Trajan, "Excellent."

Medir asks, "Sure y'not a bard?"

Zersha cocks her head at Hebion.

Trajan says, "Not in this lifetime."

Trajan shakes his head at Medir.

Onara grins, revealing her dimples.

Medir chuckles.

Onara says, "Nothing wrong with bards."

Rozalynde squints.

Onara says, "I wish I had gone that path."

Medir ponders.

Medir says, "There's still time."

Medir nods to Onara.

Onara smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Trajan says, "One might say they're instrumental."

Rozalynde nods at Medir, obviously agreeing with his views.

Anuril observes Onara with fascination.

Rozalynde points at Trajan.

Medir cackles!

Anuril gazes at Trajan.

Zersha giggles at Trajan.

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Onara says, "Well, after 65 years as a moon mage, I don't think I can do anything else."

Couri says, "That were punny."

Zersha takes a sip of her scotch.

Medir says to Onara, "Don' let anyone tell you that y'stuck on the path you started."

Medir nods.

Onara grins at Medir, her dimples flashing into view.

Hebion ponders.

Onara says to Medir, "I am learning to play oboe, though."

Medir says to Onara, "That's true."

Medir nods.

Onara smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Rozalynde guzzles down some of her scotch and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Medir says, "Very well, at that."

Onara beams at Medir!

Medir says, "Much better than th'zill cacophany that fills the streets."

Medir sighs.

Onara nods.

Hebion nods to Zersha.

Trajan says, "On that note, have a good evening, everyone."

Onara says, "I have a couple friends who play the hug over and over."

Medir nods to Trajan.

Trajan raises his hand in a quick salute.

Anuril nods to Trajan.

Trajan waves.

Rozalynde waves to Trajan.

Medir says, "Be well."

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Trajan.

Knight Errant Trajan goes east.

Medir quietly asks, "We sure he's not a bard? Really?"

Anuril says, "I must be off as well."

Anuril raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.

Onara waves to Anuril.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Anuril.

Medir nods to Anuril.

Anuril smiles.

Veteran Apprentice Anuril goes east.

Zersha smiles at Hebion, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zersha nods to Hebion.

Medir asks Onara, "Spare a song?"

Onara grins, revealing her dimples.

Rozalynde quietly says, "Skill with words is not solely limited to our own ilk."

Zersha beams at Hebion!

Medir grins at Rozalynde.

Couri says, "Safe travels all, I hope we find the answers we need."

Zersha puts her scotch in her beverage holster.

Couri curtsies.

Thinker Couri goes east.