Ayrell/Logs/Wild Magic 04052025/Picnic with Elanthia - Beseeching for Perspective
| Picnic with Elanthia - Beseeching for Perspective |
| Event Date: 4/5/2025 |
| Event Instance: Prime |
Log in Progress
Date
It has been 452 years, 160 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 5th month of Uthmor the Giant in the year of the Iron Toad.
It is currently summer and it is dusk.
Note
The visions in this log were only received by the Rangers present for the beseech.
Log
[Endrus Forest, Secluded Glade]
A score of ancient sana'ati trees stand like primeval guardians around this circular clearing, stretching their weathered boughs overhead in a protective canopy of scintillating green. Lush grass and blooming flowers surround a pool of clear water, bubbling upwards from an unknown source beneath the surface. You also see a gingham picnic cloth edged in heartstring lace with several things on it, a silk cloth of variegated sea blues edged to look like cresting waves with several things on it, an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread with several things on it, a stone bench, an overgrown footpath and a hole at the base of a large tree.
Karthor takes a seat.
Ezathiel studies the faces around him.
Pytcia came through an overgrown footpath.
Heart Tender Kethrai came through an overgrown footpath.
Valynn smiles at Kethrai.
Aerilia waves to Kethrai.
Ezathiel waves to Kethrai.
Karthor waves to Kethrai.
Karthor leaps to his feet!
Karthor dusts himself off.
Veteran Apprentice Anuril came through an overgrown footpath.
Anuril takes his rightful place beside Kethrai.
Anuril moves over to guard Kethrai.
Zersha hugs Kethrai, who wraps his arms around Zersha with a warm smile.
Kethrai waves.
Kethrai hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return.
Zersha glances outside a moment.
Valynn raises a hand to her chest and bows her head to Anuril.
Anuril glances outside a moment.
Ezathiel glances outside a moment.
Anuril smiles at Valynn.
Aerilia takes a bite of the tart.
Valynn grins at Anuril.
Kethrai waves to Valynn.
Defier of the Heralds Saragos came through an overgrown footpath.
Mistanna waves to Saragos.
Valynn smiles at Kethrai.
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.
Sukidesu pets a fluffy snow-white kitten wearing a sapphire uzil odaj and a marblesilk collar.
Without warning, Sukidesu's snow-white kitten lets out a yowl so loud it could wake up your ancestors.
Sukidesu tucks his snow-white kitten into its comfortable-looking cake roll.
Karthor assumes a meditative stance, concentrating on something.
A solitary leaf flutters downward, eventually coming to rest upon the luxuriant grass. Strange, you notice no twigs, petals or bugs spoil the pool's immaculate surface.
Eskerith gets himself a snifter of Rissan brandy. Yum!
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Aerilia assumes a tense stance, concentrating on something.
Dreambound Prophet Miskton came through an overgrown footpath.
Miskton nods politely.
Sir Imroth came through an overgrown footpath.
Valynn nods politely to Miskton.
Karthor places his hands on his temples.
Firehawk Casari came through an overgrown footpath.
Imroth raises his hand in a quick salute.
Mistanna beams at Miskton!
Valynn nods to Imroth.
Valynn smiles at Imroth.
Imroth smiles at Valynn.
Zersha carefully rearranges some plush storyplait books back into order and gently shuts the diacan door of her lirisan-framed library.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Ezathiel gets a spiced pear cider cocktail from inside his bone-white lunchbox.
Casari briefly spreads her arms outward and begins singing. The soft tones remain steady as the music ascends through increasingly complicated scales.
Casari's voice soars into the high reaches of the spectrum, each note ringing purely as she continues to sing her enchante.
Lexxa came through an overgrown footpath.
Ezathiel takes a sip of his cocktail.
(Lexxa steps into the glade, exhaling softly as the scent of sun warmed earth and blooming wildflowers fills the air. The towering sanaati trees sway gently, their lush green canopies rustling in the warm breeze. The hum of cicadas rises and falls, blending with the distant murmur of a flowing stream.)
Kethrai waves to Lexxa.
Imroth asks, "How is everyone today?"
Mistanna waves to Lexxa.
Lexxa waves.
Valynn grins at Lexxa.
Lexxa exclaims, "Thank you all for coming!"
Lexxa smiles.
Mistanna says, "Pretty good."
Valynn glances outside a moment.
Ezathiel pleasantly says in an Ilithian accent, "Three picnic cloths full of food, drink, and desserts. Help yourselves please. There is plenty so take as much as you want."
Casari glances outside a moment.
Lexxa nods to Ezathiel.
Zersha grins at Lexxa, her dimples flashing into view.
Lexxa praises Ezathiel.
Eskerith says to Imroth in a Musparan accent, "I'm having a good afternoon, thanks for asking."
Ezathiel nods to Lexxa.
Ezathiel smiles.
Aerilia takes a bite of the tart.
Valynn praises Ezathiel.
Soul Surgeon Zynell's group came through an overgrown footpath.
Lexxa exclaims, "Yes yes have drinks and food please!"
Lexxa smiles.
Ezathiel grins at Valynn.
Imroth smiles asker
Sukidesu stretches his arms.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Ezathiel pleasantly says in an Ilithian accent, "It is a picnic after all."
Miskton gets himself a snifter of Rissan brandy. Yum!
Ezathiel snickers.
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.
Eskerith grins at Zynell.
Mistanna gets herself some sweet cream and strawberries. Yum!
Lexxa nods at Ezathiel, obviously agreeing with his views.
Chrysagon says, "Yay."
Imroth gets a mug of Chadatru's Justice from inside his cosmic abyss.
Zersha gets herself some sweet cream and strawberries. Yum!
Zynell grins at Eskerith.
Zersha moves some sweet cream and strawberries to her left hand.
Ezathiel waves to Chrysagon.
Zersha takes a tiny bite of some sweet cream and strawberries and chews daintily on it.
Valynn says to Ezathiel, "I understand you are responsible for this wonderful spread."
Valynn gestures at a gingham picnic cloth edged in heartstring lace.
Mistanna takes a bite of the strawberries.
Lexxa exclaims, "Yes a picnic!"
Lexxa gives a slight nod.
Chrysagon gets himself a snifter of Rissan brandy. Yum!
Ezathiel pleasantly says to Valynn in an Ilithian accent, "I am the provider. yes."
Aemaranth pats her hair, making sure it's arranged to her liking.
Valynn smiles at Ezathiel.
Ezathiel pleasantly says in an Ilithian accent, "Elmer in Aesry made the food."
Lexxa smiles at Ezathiel.
Chrysagon says, "Ah."
Lexxa nods in agreement.
Valynn says, "Ah, lovely."
Kethrai says, "Skilled caterer, that."
Valynn nods to Ezathiel.
Ezathiel chuckles at Kethrai.
Valynn nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.
Lexxa asks, "Shall we begin?"
Lexxa casually observes the area.
Ezathiel gazes at Lexxa.
Zersha takes a tiny bite of some sweet cream and strawberries and chews daintily on it.
Valynn studies the faces around her.
Imroth nods to Lexxa.
Ezathiel leans forward and rests his chin in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.
With a waver like a mirage, Sarugar fades into view.
Lexxa says, "The land thrives beneath the suns embrace. The Immortals speak in riddles. The Heralds bring ruin. Visions twist upon themselves. And balance, if it exists, teeters at the edge of a blade."
Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Lexxa says, "We do not seek power for its own sake. We do not follow blindly. We are children of Elanthia, bound to her rivers, her roots, her breath. And so today, we turn to her, not for commands, not for prophecy, but for truth."
Valynn raises a hand to her chest and bows her head to Sarugar.
Sarugar gives Valynn a slight nod.
(Lexxa moves to kneel upon the dry grass, brushing aside the golden stalks as she carves a circle into the sun baked earth with her blade.)
Lexxa kneels down.
(Lexxa reaches toward the shimmering pool, where the heat of the day lingers on the surface. Dipping her fingers into the water, she lifts a handful, watching droplets glisten before pressing the moisture to her eyes, heart, and throat.)
Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something.
Lexxa says, "I once sought power beyond understanding. Sorcery burned through me, leaving rage in its wake. I was blinded, lost to the fire. No more."
Aerilia folds her arms across her chest.
Lexxa says, "I return to the source, to Life. To the tides that move even when we do not. To the land that endures. Elanthia, I am yours again."
Aemaranth leans to her left slightly.
Valynn gazes at Lexxa.
(Lexxa tips her hand, allowing the last of the water to drip from her fingers onto the cracked soil, where it vanishes beneath the surface.)
Karthor smiles.
Zersha smiles at Lexxa, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Kethrai trills softly at Lexxa.
Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Lexxa.
Lexxa stands up.
Lexxa says, "Please rangers and empaths join me."
Zersha joins Lexxa's group.
Kethrai joins Lexxa's group.
Aerilia joins Lexxa's group.
Nemy joins Lexxa's group.
Karthor joins Lexxa's group.
Ezathiel joins Lexxa's group.
Sarugar joins Lexxa's group.
Valynn joins Lexxa's group.
Sukidesu joins Lexxa's group.
Karthor adjusts the fit of his spectacles.
Rikkie joins Lexxa's group.
Eskerith joins Lexxa's group.
Eskerith gives a slight nod.
Lexxa gives a slight nod.
Lexxa exclaims, "Thank you!"
Imroth moves into position to block attacks against Lexxa!
Lexxa says, "Let these offerings be a symbol of devotion, of sacrifice without destruction."
(Lexxa glances around as fellow Rangers and Empaths step forward, each bearing something precious to lay before the land.)
Elemental Aegis Tekhelet came through an overgrown footpath.
Karthor roots around the area for a moment.
Karthor forages around the area for a while until he finds some jadice flowers.
Eskerith roots around the area for a moment.
Eskerith forages around the area for a while until he finds an apple.
(Lexxa draws her blade once more, severing a lock of her hair. A warm gust stirs the heavy air as she holds the strands aloft for a moment, then lowers them into the hollow at the base of the tree.)
Ezathiel roots around the area for a moment.
Sukidesu roots around the area for a moment.
Sukidesu forages around the area for a while until he finds some wild corn.
Kethrai roots around the area for a moment.
Kethrai forages around the area for a while until he finds some jadice flowers.
Ezathiel roots around the area for a moment.
Ezathiel forages around the area for a while until he finds an orange.
Rikkie roots around the area for a moment.
Rikkie forages around the area for a while and manages to collect a pile of toadstools.
Valynn gets a tiny wild sirese seed from inside her leaf-woven pouch.
(Eskerith steps forward and places a ripe red apple at the base of the tree.)
Nemy roots around the area for a moment.
(Zersha plucks one of the bright blooms from her cloak, careful not to harm the vines, and gently places it near the edge of the water under the branches of the many trees.)
Zehira gets a thin silver cigarillo case from inside her deathfiber carryall.
Aerilia roots around the area for a moment.
Nemy roots around the area for a moment.
Nemy forages around the area for a while until she finds an apple.
A small *click* followed by a whirring of gears can be heard as Zehira opens her cigarillo case.
Lexxa gives a slight nod.
Lexxa smiles.
Zehira gets a murky black cigarillo printed with iridescent rainbow speckles from inside her cigarillo case.
Tekhelet gets a distant look on his face.
Zehira snaps the top of her cigarillo case into place.
Aerilia roots around the area for a moment.
Aerilia forages around the area for a while until she finds a leaf.
Zehira puts her case in her deathfiber carryall.
(Ezathiel stoops to place an orange at the base of the tree.)
Zehira gets a diminutive tin magma viper from inside her deathfiber carryall.
Rikkie gets a pale toadstool from a pile on the ground.
Zehira points her tin viper at a long murky black cigarillo and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigarillo quickly catch fire.
(Nemy sets her apple at the base of the tree)
(Sukidesu places an ear of corn at the base of the tree)
Zehira puts her viper in her deathfiber carryall.
Ezathiel puts his orange in his bone-white lunchbox.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
(Valynn gently places a small seed at the base of the tree.)
(Aerilia lays a simple fallen leaf at the base of the tree.)
Lexxa says, "Elanthia, we seek not power, but truth. The land shifts beneath our feet, the skies churn above us. What lies beneath the surface What do we fail to see."
(Karthor places some jadice flowers at the base of the tree.)
(Kethrai places his jadice flowers carefully at the base of the tree.)
Lexxa says, "We have heard the Heralds. We have heard the Immortals. But what does the land itself whisper Where does the path truly lead."
Anuril roots around the area for a moment.
Kethrai drops some jadice flowers.
Sukidesu drops some wild corn.
Karthor drops some jadice flowers.
(Lexxa presses her hands into the dry earth, feeling the energy of the land beneath her fingers, the pulse of roots stretching deep in search of water. The air is thick with the scent of sun scorched grass and ripening fruit.)
Imroth's eyes widen as he suppresses a cough and a puff of smoke comes out of his nostrils.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Zersha puts her strawberries in her beverage holster.
Eskerith gazes off into the distance.
Lexxa says, "Show us, not with words, but through your breath, your roots, your rivers. Open our eyes. Let us see as you see."
A Prydaen villager wanders into the area.
A Prydaen villager gazes about the area with an intent look, watching the goings on.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Ezathiel glances outside a moment.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
(Lexxa moves to rise to her feet, brushing dust from her palms.)
Kethrai peers through his silversteel spectacles at the Prydaen villager.
Lexxa says, "Elanthia, hold us as we hold you. Let the roots beneath us remember. Let the earth know that we are listening."
(Lexxa murmurs an ancient prayer.)
Lexxa lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
Lexxa closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
Tale Singer Jaskorin came through an overgrown footpath.
Nemy puts her apple in her encompassing shadows.
Lexxa slowly opens her eyes and begins to chant.
Zersha lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Kethrai touches Lexxa with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
The sky begins to darken as Lexxa continues to chant.
Ezathiel touches Lexxa and smiles wide, an odd but eager glint sparkling in his eyes.
An almost visible connection between Ezathiel and Lexxa seems to thrum through the air.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Zersha lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
Aerilia lays her hand on Valynn's arm.
Kethrai touches Zersha with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
A strong wind begins to blow, bending nearby foliage in its embrace.
Zersha begins to chant under her breath.
Zersha suddenly loses color and crumples to the ground!
Kethrai touches Valynn with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
The ground of Elanthia moans and shudders as cracks and small holes begin to open on the surface!
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
The earth starts to shake violently, tossing things to and fro.
Rikkie rests his hand on Lexxa's arm with a soft smile.
Ezathiel winces.
Vines begin to grow rapidly from the cracks and holes in the ground as the earth continues to moan and howl with a bone-chilling effect!
Kethrai touches Sarugar with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.
Like thousands of fingers seeking in the dark, the vines search Zersha out and begin encasing her in a cocoon.
Hebion gazes at Zersha.
Out of the darkness, a bright pin-point of light appears in front of Lexxa.
Karthor lays his hand on Lexxa's arm.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Having finished their work encasing Zersha, the vines begin to restrict, strategically stopping the flow of blood.
Nemy touches Lexxa with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Karthor lays his hand on Rikkie's arm.
The light brightens once and then is gone. In its place a tiny fae appears.
Karthor lays his hand on Sarugar's arm.
Karthor lays his hand on Valynn's arm.
Nemy touches Valynn with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Imroth blinks.
The fae looks at Lexxa with a smile and says, "You are strong in nature. For that I reward you with a cleansing." The fae suddenly hugs Lexxa close to her and a warm glow surrounds them both. With a grin, she winks at Lexxa and is suddenly gone.
Ezathiel blinks.
The darkness lifts, the winds die down and the ground stops shaking with the departure of the fae.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Karthor casually observes the area.
Kethrai quietly says, "Empaths, now would be a good time to form a link with the Rangers. Persistent, if possible."
Rikkie rests his hand on Lexxa's arm with a soft smile.
Lexxa nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.
Lexxa says, "Thank you."
Sukidesu asks in a Shardian accent, "Any ranger need a link?"
Ezathiel touches Valynn and smiles, an odd but eager glint in his eyes.
Valynn lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
An almost visible connection between Ezathiel and Valynn seems to thrum through the air.
Karthor lays his hand on Lexxa's arm.
Karthor lays his hand on Rikkie's arm.
Aerilia lays her hand on Lexxa's arm.
Ezathiel touches Zersha and smiles wide, an odd but eager glint sparkling in his eyes.
Lexxa casually observes the area.
An almost visible connection between Ezathiel and Zersha seems to thrum through the air.
Karthor lays his hand on Valynn's arm.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Karthor lays his hand on Sarugar's arm.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Ezathiel puts his cocktail in his bone-white lunchbox.
Zersha closes her eyes and begins repeating a silly nonsense word, then shakes her head and sighs in frustration.
Eskerith closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.
Nemy touches Saragos with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Valynn's image wavers momentarily as if she will fade from sight, but after just a few seconds, she stabilizes.
Ezathiel touches Lexxa and smiles wide, an odd but eager glint sparkling in his eyes.
Tale Singer Jaskorin went through an overgrown footpath.
An almost visible connection between Ezathiel and Lexxa seems to thrum through the air.
Kethrai closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.
Nemy touches Sarugar with a confident grace and familiar smile.
Karthor closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.
Kethrai gazes thoughtfully at Lexxa.
Zehira casually flicks some ashes off the end of her murky black cigarillo.
Valynn lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
Eskerith crumples to the ground and is still.
Imroth casually observes the area.
Tekhelet gives Eskerith a playful poke in the ribs.
A light haze of smoke wafts off Zehira's murky black cigarillo.
Kethrai blinks at Eskerith.
Zersha sits up.
Tekhelet says in a Rakash accent, "Alive."
Valynn's image wavers momentarily as if she will fade from sight, but after just a few seconds, she stabilizes.
Aerilia gestures toward Eskerith's head.
Eskerith slowly opens his eyes.
Valynn lowers her head, closes her eyes and begins breathing slowly.
Valynn begins to chant under her breath.
Valynn suddenly loses color and crumples to the ground!
Nemy gestures.
A sky-blue sufil tree with wispy rills of water flowing up its branches rises up from the ground, its golden leaves stretching out into the air.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Eskerith stands up.
The ground of Elanthia moans and shudders as cracks and small holes begin to open on the surface!
Eskerith bows to Aerilia.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Vines begin to grow rapidly from the cracks and holes in the ground as the earth continues to moan and howl with a bone-chilling effect!
Aerilia bobs a brief, respectful bow towards Eskerith.
Like thousands of fingers seeking in the dark, the vines search Valynn out and begin encasing her in a cocoon.
Eskerith bows to Aerilia.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Karthor presses his palm against the bole of a sky-blue sufil tree with wispy rills of water flowing up its branches, fingers splayed.
Having finished their work encasing Valynn, the vines begin to restrict, strategically stopping the flow of blood.
Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "Huh."
Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Darkewolff smiles at Zehira.
Zehira wrinkles her nose.
Aerilia presses her palm against the bole of a sky-blue sufil tree with wispy rills of water flowing up its branches, fingers splayed.
Knight of Meraud Tirost came through an overgrown footpath.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Your vision fades as you focus on a link with Elanthia, your mind drifting deep within the soil, along streams and aquifers. The connection ebbs and flows, stretching along the records locked within the settling of rock, worn by winds from far off lands, baked by a consistent sun. The land remembers, and with it, so do you.
Mistanna hugs Tirost, who wraps his arms around Mistanna with a warm smile.
Tirost hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Tirost with a warm smile.
Zersha blinks.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Three walk the land, taking what they want, tending what they choose. Strange artifacts crafted or shaped, cast aside or secured. The three watch as the land shifts, volcanos erupt, storms rage, and smile, drinking the sun, the stars, the land. In their footsteps blooms new life, new chasms, new depths.
Hebion peers quizzically at Zersha.
Lexxa says, "We are seeing things."
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Eskerith leans forward.
Eskerith raises an eyebrow.
Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.
Lexxa says, "A moment I will share."
Mistanna nods to Lexxa.
Chrysagon nods.
Your senses become murky, and you find you are unable to see clearly. Your impression of Elanthia flickers, but you realize the connection is undisturbed -- Elanthia itself becomes clouded, choked under stagnant waters and still air. The three pay no heed, avoiding these opaque areas. Time passes. Storms whirl around these still regions, amplifying and destabilizing -- lightning rages across the land and leaves behind jagged sandstrike crystals, angrily clawing at the sky.
Imroth says, "Oh good, I thought it was suspiciously quiet."
Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.
Karthor says in a Haakish accent, "Hmm, curious."
Zersha shivers.
Ezathiel nods to Lexxa.
Aemaranth leans to her right slightly.
The three continue their journey, and more regions fill with stagnant murk. An earthquake rocks the land, seismic echoes rebounding around a pillar of stillness spiking the land, and a mountain range is torn in half. The resulting rockslide slams into a bay, destroying a delicate reef and sending a focused wave across the ocean. The three continue their journey.
Lexxa says, "Your vision fades as you focus on a link with Elanthia, your mind drifting deep within the soil, along streams and aquifers. The connection ebbs and flows, stretching along the records locked within the settling of rock, worn by winds from far off lands, baked by a consistent sun. The land remembers, and with it, so do you."
Chrysagon hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Chrysagon with a warm smile.
Zehira's murky black cigarillo glows faintly as it burns down.
Eskerith opens a little blood-red lunchbox painted with the portrait of a S'Kra Mur.
Eskerith puts his apple in an acid-stained toolbox labeled "PEJEK'EHHRSK".
Mistanna hugs Chrysagon, who wraps his arms around Mistanna with a warm smile.
A golden haze descends, and the three draw from it, then send it on its way. The haze begins to shape the land, shape time, and where they interact, the stagnant areas stir, flushing with movement and even dispersing. The three push it aside, drawing from all they touch, and otherwise pay it little attention.
Chrysagon takes a sip of his brandy.
Zersha furrows her brow.
Somthing changes -- the strange mixing of mana sparks, casting smoldering embers across the lands, and several stagnant structures flush and stir with activity, dispersing. The starfire rakes across the face of the night, and the golden haze breathes itself into the seas, forests, mountains, and skies. Some regions thrive. Some die.
Tirost rests his hand on a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols.
Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning murky black cigarillo.
Despite and without recognizing these events, the three persist, continuing their own plans. Your vision abruptly returns to normal.
Eskerith presses his palm against the bole of a sky-blue sufil tree with wispy rills of water flowing up its branches, fingers splayed.
Zersha rubs her eyes.
Kethrai looks thoughtfully at Zersha.
Eskerith takes a sip of his brandy.
Lexxa says, "An old forest shields its denizens and the open desert buries its secrets. Clean bone and worn fang are all that remain of those that were part of these stories, ground to dust and scattered in time. You watch a hundred generations of a line of falcons relish in the secrets of the winds, and delight in a small flower gradually filling its petals with a vivid purple. Life itself molds, adapts, succeeds."
Chrysagon takes a sip of his brandy.
Valynn appears calmer than she did a moment ago.
Valynn sits up.
Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
Tirost smiles at Lexxa.
Zersha rises to her feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.
Valynn frowns.
Zersha stands near Hebion.
Zersha leans on Hebion.
Lexxa says, "Your senses become murky, and you find you are unable to see clearly. Your impression of Elanthia flickers, but you realize the connection is undisturbed -- Elanthia itself becomes clouded, choked under stagnant waters and still air. The three pay no heed, avoiding these opaque areas. Time passes. Storms whirl around these still regions, amplifying and destabilizing -- lightning rages across the land and leaves behind jagged sandstrike crystals, angrily clawing at the sky."
Hebion rests his hand on Zersha's arm with a soft smile.
Valynn clears her throat.
Zehira's murky black cigarillo glows faintly as it burns down.
Hebion hugs Zersha, who wraps her arms around Hebion with a warm smile.
Lexxa says, "The three continue their journey, and more regions fill with stagnant murk. An earthquake rocks the land, seismic echoes rebounding around a pillar of stillness spiking the land, and a mountain range is torn in half. The resulting rockslide slams into a bay, destroying a delicate reef and sending a focused wave across the ocean. The three continue their journey."
Eskerith frowns.
Valynn rubs her left eye.
Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.
Zehira's murky black cigarillo goes out and crumbles away.
Valynn rises to her feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.
Lexxa says, "A golden haze descends, and the three draw from it, then send it on its way. The haze begins to shape the land, shape time, and where they interact, the stagnant areas."
Lexxa says, "Somthing changes -- the strange mixing of mana sparks, casting smoldering embers across the lands, and several stagnant structures flush and stir with activity, dispersing. The starfire rakes across the face of the night, and the golden haze breathes itself into the seas, forests, mountains, and skies. Some regions thrive. Some die."
Valynn dusts herself off.
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.
Valynn glances outside a moment.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Lexxa says, "Despite and without recognizing these events, the three persist, continuing their own plans. Your vision abruptly returns to normal."
Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.
Kethrai casually observes the area.
Lexxa asks, "Did anyone else see anything more?"
Sukidesu frowns.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Mistanna says, "Wow."
Tirost nods to Mistanna.
Miskton gets a worn leather astronomer's journal from inside his scholar's valise.
Valynn shakes her head at Lexxa.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Miskton releases the clasp on his astronomer's journal and opens it.
Miskton jots down some notes.
Aemaranth gazes upward.
Aerilia tilts her head to one side.
Rikkie nods at Mistanna, obviously agreeing with her views.
Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "I saw a bit you may not have between the old forests and the murky senses..."
Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "Three walk the land, taking what they want, tending what they choose. Strange artifacts crafted or shaped, cast aside or secured. The three watch as the land shifts, volcanos erupt, storms rage, and smile, drinking the sun, the stars, the land. In their footsteps blooms new life, new chasms, new depths."
Ezathiel nods to Lexxa.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Valynn quietly says to herself, "Unexpected."
Lexxa says, "Oh yes please share."
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Valynn nods at Zersha, obviously agreeing with her views.
Ezathiel gazes at Zersha.
Valynn says, "My visions are not different than the others."
Mistanna asks, "By Three do you think they could mean the Heralds?"
Valynn idly picks at a long dark hooded cloak.
Chrysagon ponders.
Chrysagon takes a sip of his brandy.
Imroth nods to Mistanna.
Tirost nods to Mistanna.
Aerilia nods.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Karthor says in a Haakish accent, "Almost certainly, I'd say."
Lexxa says, "There are three of them indeed."
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Imroth asks, "Golden haze is the Immortals?"
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Aerilia nods in agreement.
Saragos nods to Imroth.
Mistanna says, "I like Elanthia's visions, they're much clearer than most."
Sukidesu says in a Shardian accent, "It fits with what we know."
Valynn says, "It would appear so, aye."
Lexxa nods.
Tirost nods to Imroth.
Mistanna chuckles.
Aemaranth says, "Life keeps going, it changes and becomes more than it had been before."
Zersha gazes off into the distance.
Lexxa gives a slight nod.
Kethrai ponders.
Tirost says, "What you've seen seems to fill in some of the story concerning the Heralds and the Immortals."
Hebion ponders.
Sensitive Leilanie came through an overgrown footpath.
Imroth nods to Tirost.
Mistanna hugs Leilanie, getting a smile in return.
Leilanie hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Leilanie with a warm smile.
Valynn says, "It would appear so."
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Karthor asks in a Haakish accent, "Sounds a bit like the desolation in areas predates the arrival o' the immortals an' introduction of sorcery then, eh?"
Valynn nods to Tirost.
Zersha gnaws on her lip.
Imroth asks, "Anyone familiar with sandstrike crystals?"
Strawberry Nurse Illiya came through an overgrown footpath.
Illiya coughs.
Imroth grins at Illiya.
A Prydaen villager gazes about with a calm look on her face.
Aerilia says to Lexxa, "Could you clarify what happened to the stagnant areas when the golden haze interacted with them? I'm not sure I caught that."