Ayrell/Logs/Wild Magic 05022025/The Friends of Truffenyi

The Friends of Truffenyi

Event Date: 5/2/2025

Event Instance: Prime

Date

It has been 452 years, 269 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 7th month of Moliko the Balance in the year of the Iron Toad.

Log

[Ancient Tower, Open Air Shrine]
The suppressive walls below give way to open air on this top level of the tower. Great stone columns steadfastly support a battered and weathered roof which has long since lost its shingles to the elements. The rotted remnants of wooden railings hang limply between columns, having lived out their usefulness years ago. You also see a sleeping honey badger that is lying down, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood, a spiraling staircase, the statue of a wolf, a blue checkered cloth with several things on it and a rusty telescope.

Vaddon says, "Heyo."

Siendra waves to Vaddon.

Vaddon waves.

Siendra exclaims, "Hello!"

Vaddon asks, "How is everyone?"

Nawain waves to Vaddon.

Tahlsar raises a hand to his chest and bows his head to Vaddon.

Siendra exclaims, "Doing well!"

Nawain waves to Zalinyar.

Tahlsar raises a hand to his chest and bows his head to Zalinyar.

Aemaranth says in a melodic accent, "Elurora is my best friend and the most honest woman I know."

Zalinyar smiles at Nawain, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Aemaranth shrugs.

Vaddon says to Nawain, "On the top side of dirt so far this evening."

Nawain grins at Vaddon.

Nawain praises Vaddon.

Wahots asks Aemaranth in Rakash, "And how is that pertinent?"

Zalinyar says, "Hard task yester eve."

Vaddon nods at Zalinyar, obviously agreeing with her views.

Aemaranth says in a melodic accent, "Better than some of my own."

Wyakin says to Wahots in Rakash, "She is her friend, I suppose she is part of their pack."

Soul Surgeon Zynell's group climbed up a spiraling staircase.

Zynell strikes a heroic pose.

Devistic bows to Zynell.

Leayne hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Leayne with a warm smile.

Vaddon hails Chrysagon with a clenched fist over his heart and a respectful nod.

Siendra says, "She is the Elf in our pack, yes."

Leayne just hugged Vaddon.

Chrysagon hails Vaddon with a clenched fist over his heart and a respectful nod.

Vaddon smiles at Leayne.

Leayne hugs Nawain, who wraps her arms around Leayne with a warm smile.

Wahots nods to Siendra.

Gragnel waves to Nawain.

Siendra waves.

Nawain hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Nawain with a warm smile.

Siendra exclaims, "Hello everyone!"

Nawain waves to Gragnel.

Nawain beams!

Zalinyar gestures, and a strong warm breeze swirls around Zynell.

Leayne softly says, "Hello."

Tahlsar raises a hand to his chest and bows his head to Zynell.

Zalinyar hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Zalinyar with a warm smile.

Chrysagon grins at Vaddon.

Leayne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Devistic takes a seat.

Qetu nods politely.

Gragnel puts his cane in his bag.

Gragnel gets a midnight-blue nightsilk prayer tapestry with elegant black fringe from inside his bag.

Leayne smiles at Chrysagon, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Gragnel reverently lays his prayer tapestry at his feet, smoothing out its corners.

Gragnel sits down on the prayer tapestry.

Tahlsar raises a hand to his chest and bows his head to Gragnel.

Leayne smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Chrysagon smiles at Leayne.

Zalinyar just blew Gragnel a kiss.

Gragnel beams at Zalinyar!

Wyakin whispers something to Wahots.

Zalinyar gestures, and a strong warm breeze swirls around Chrysagon.

Vaddon smiles.

Wahots nods at Wyakin, obviously agreeing with her views.

Zalinyar gestures, and a strong warm breeze swirls around Qetu.

Siendra says to Wahots, "As I said, that is why I mention it first and foremost. They are the best pack I could ask for, regardless of any other factor. But if you are uncomfortable with it, I am certainly not one to press."

Devistic stands up.

Devistic bows to Zalinyar.

Vaddon winks at Zalinyar with a playful sparkle in his eyes.

Devistic takes a seat.

Siendra says, "Sfek Vauns Arotru is 'strength together', and that is what we find."

Zalinyar kisses Vaddon on the nose.

Siendra smiles.

Aemaranth says to Wahots in a melodic accent, "But then, I don't serve the gods of our people. So maybe I am not the best one to ask."

Wahots says to Siendra in Rakash, "I merely asked, nothing more."

Zynell says, "We will start in a few roisaen and have a few stragglers."

Siendra smiles at Wahots.

Wahots pointedly ignores Ectheleon.

Vaddon nods to Zynell.

Nawain smiles at Wahots.

Siendra says, "And I only wanted to answer."

Wahots pointedly ignores Aemaranth.

Wahots nods to Siendra.

Wahots says to Siendra in Rakash, "I appreciate your honesty."

Tahlsar studies the faces around him.

Siendra grins at Nawain.

Siendra bows to Wahots.

Wahots says to Siendra in Rakash, "It is refreshing."

Aemaranth stands near Nawain.

Zynell gets a delicate platinum diadem set with glittering black opals from inside her encompassing shadows.

Zynell brushes the surface of her platinum diadem and begins to reel! She clutches her head in pain!

Zynell puts her diadem in her encompassing shadows.

Gragnel hums to himself.

Siendra gazes up at the sky.

Zalinyar gestures, and a strong warm breeze swirls around Leayne.

Siendra smiles at Wyakin.

Zalinyar ponders.

Vaddon smiles.

Wyakin smiles at Siendra.

Zynell gets a Damaris dusk berry from inside her encompassing shadows.

Zynell offers Gragnel a Damaris dusk berry.

Gragnel accepts Zynell's dusk berry.

Gragnel beams at Zynell!

Gragnel nibbles on his dusk berry, finishing it.

Zalinyar says, "Cant remember feeling that mana torsion before."

Leayne nods to Zalinyar.

Qetu says in an Ilithian accent, "It's from the wild magic."

Qetu says in an Ilithian accent, "I have been feeling it a lot more lately."

Leayne softly says, "I have too."

Tahlsar gazes at a mottled slate grey kitten.

Aemaranth whispers something to Siendra.

Chrysagon raises an eyebrow.

Tahlsar kneels down.

(brief disconnect)

Devistic stands up.

Woodsman Cefen climbed down a spiraling staircase.

Devistic shakes Qetu's hand.

Devistic takes a seat.

Zynell says, "The 39 have gathered together and put aside their usual quarls."

Qetu shakes Devistic's hand.

Zynell says, "They have also welcomed the Rakash immortals assistance."

Zynell glances up at the sky.

Wahots nods.

Nawain nods in agreement.

Zynell says, "We have seen their works at many of the early events."

Zynell says, "They were at the release of Knife Clan and have answered when called upon."

Zynell nods.

Zynell says, "They have been wonderful partners to have along in this adventure, and tonight we offer appreciation for their efforts."

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Wahots nods.

Tahlsar gazes thoughtfully at Zynell.

Zynell says, "I would like to also once again raise awareness that our traditional Rakash and Prydaen clerics are not able to align their souls to their immortals without great risk to themselves. Also it happens to be frowned upon by the immortals regardless of pantheon it seems."

Zynell frowns.

Nawain nods in agreement.

Siendra rubs Nawain gently, massaging her muscles.

Zynell says, "I would like to offer partnership in finding a better way to achieve this basic cleric act, the temple remains silent on the issue."

Tahlsar furrows his brow.

Wahots grumbles.

Leayne ponders.

Nawain nods to Zynell.

Ectheleon nods to Zynell.

Wyakin leans over and scratches Wahots's back.

Zynell says, "Perhaps with more voices and experiments we can find a solution or annoy the appropriate folk enough."

Nawain chuckles.

Devistic undulates his tail through the air, a sly smirk on his face.

Gragnel snickers at Zynell.

Siendra grins wickedly.

Zynell grins mischievously.

Siendra nods in agreement.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Zynell playfully tilts her ears in opposite directions.

Zynell says, "Now, as to why the Rakash immortals are individually so magnificent, I would like to turn it over to the Pack."

Zynell bows to Siendra.

Knight of Meraud Tirost climbed up a spiraling staircase.

Siendra says, "I do owe the Elders a letter soon..."

Wahots gazes thoughtfully at Siendra.

Nawain grins at Siendra.

Wyakin gazes at Siendra.

Devistic angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Siendra.

Leayne hugs Tirost, who wraps his arms around Leayne with a warm smile.

Siendra hugs Tirost, who wraps his arms around Siendra with a warm smile.

Tirost smiles.

Siendra exclaims to Zynell, "Oh, that's me!"

Tirost hugs Siendra, who wraps her arms around Tirost with a warm smile.

Tahlsar gazes at Siendra.

Nawain waves to Tirost.

Tirost hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Tirost with a warm smile.

Nawain giggles at Siendra.

Wyakin smiles at Siendra.

Tirost waves to Nawain.

Zalinyar leans back against Vaddon with a loving smile.

Siendra says, "Thank you all for joining us tonight. I will admit that it sometimes feels a bit disheartening to see so much support for the Eastern gods while our Western pantheon is rarely brought to public light. Of course, this support is expected, and let's be clear I do not fault anyone for it. But when it feels as though your own pack is neglected, it can be hard to bear."

Wahots nods to Siendra.

Wyakin smiles.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Gragnel lets out a long sigh of relief.

Tirost gestures, and a strong warm breeze swirls around him.

Siendra says, "That's why it is my honor to be able to be here tonight, with our Pack Priestess Nawain, to speak on the Great Pack side by side with all the others. In fact, recent times have helped me realize that no matter who we follow, we are all still in this together, and so are our beloved immortals."

Twisky's group climbed up a spiraling staircase.

Gragnel idly picks at some polished black leather loafers.

Vaddon gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside his multi-strapped carryall.

Vaddon taps a curving bloodwood branch that he is holding.

Vaddon puts his branch in his multi-strapped carryall.

Twisky climbed down a spiraling staircase.

Vaddon blushes a bright red color.

Vaddon frets.

Wahots glances at Vaddon.

Nawain smiles at Siendra.

Tirost nods to Siendra.

Vaddon mutters something into the air about sorry.

Wahots gazes at Siendra.

Roxxana studies the faces around her.

Chrysagon lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Nawain!

Zalinyar chuckles at Vaddon.

Rienth climbed up a spiraling staircase.

Zynell nods to Siendra.

Leayne rests her hand on Tirost's arm with a soft smile.

Roxxana hugs Brioni.

Siendra says, "I am going to pass the floor to Nawain first, to speak on Enelne. I will then offer my own praise to Coshivi before she finishes the trio of the Great Pack with Mrod. I do also have an old tale to finish with, if you'll all allow some storytelling. But without further ado now..."

Siendra gestures at Nawain.

Brioni hugs Roxxana, getting a smile in return.

Nawain beams at Siendra!

Nawain nods.

Wahots applauds.

Nawain inhales a great swallow of air.

Tirost applauds.

Nawain recites:

   "Brothers, sisters, pack and friends, we gather to give thanks to Enelne, sacred guardian of all that grows, blessed mother of every green blade and waking soul."

Tahlsar gazes at Nawain.

Capturing elegance in a single flowing movement, Roxxana bows her head slightly as she sinks into a curtsy fit for royalty, rising slowly back to her feet and gifting Brioni with an enchanting smile.

Wyakin rubs Wahots's back.

Nawain recites:

   "We give thanks to She who watches over the sprouting seed and the shaping thought, who tends us as lovingly as the earth cradles root and stone. In the quiet turning of the seasons, in the swelling of fruit and the blooming of minds, Her hand is ever at work."

Roxxana studies the faces around her.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Nawain recites:

   "It is to Enelne we lift our hopes when we plant with trembling faith. It is Her name we whisper when our children take their first steps, or when an old story finds new ears."

Wahots glances at an adorable snow-white husky puppy with enormous crystal blue eyes.

Siendra smiles at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "She is the verdant hush before a harvest, the pensive breath held between inspiration and telling. She delights in the storyteller who keeps the memory of the people alive, just as She delights in the scholar who searches through the dust of years for wisdom."

Wahots gazes thoughtfully at Nawain.

Roxxana leans on Brioni.

Tirost gets a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames from inside his sling bag.

Wyakin smiles at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "Her blessings are not only measured in bushels and births, but in kindness, in learning, in growth we cannot see, but surely feel."

Tirost takes a sip of his rum.

Siendra leans on Tirost.

Nawain recites:

   "In every lesson hard-won, in every tale passed from elder to youth, in every field laid fallow and made rich again, Enelne abides. She is not the storm, but the stillness that follows. Not the fire, but the fertile ash it leaves behind."

Tirost smiles at Siendra.

Nawain recites:

   "I speak not only as one who believes, but as one who has been called. I made a mistake in my attempt to create a tool to confound the Heralds, and in doing so I'd disappointed the Great Pack with my hubris."

Roxxana snuggles up to Drathlar and cradles him in her arms.

Roxxana takes a seat.

Wahots peers quizzically at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "I am eternally fortunate that every mistake offers both the chance to learn and the seeds for self-improvement. With enduring grace and boundless forgiveness, Enelne took me up when I was full of despair and self-loathing, and filled me instead with understanding and purpose."

Roxxana leans back against Drathlar with a loving smile.

Devistic perks his ears up happily as he gazes at Nawain.

Vaddon smiles at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "In the holy place She took me, beneath the spreading branches of a massive tree on the precipice between the Void and Existence, She tasked me to teach, to guide, to grow, to learn. She offered me a path paved not in glory but in growth, and I will be walking that path for the rest of time."

Wahots nods to Drathlar.

Aemaranth smiles at Nawain, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Siendra gazes fondly at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "You belong to Me,    She said.    You are Ours, and We are Yours.    And with those words, with Her touch, with Her love, She planted in my soul the certain knowledge that I would not be walking that path alone. None of us do. She walks with every student struggling to understand, with every parent hoping for their child, with every soul daring to heal. She walks with us right now."

Drathlar takes a seat near Roxxana.

Wahots blinks.

Roxxana moves over to guard Drathlar.

Wyakin gasps!

Tirost smiles.

Nawain recites:

   "So let us give thanks to Enelne, who teaches us that all things, no matter how small, no matter how slow, can flourish with care, patience, and faith. May our lives be gardens She delights to walk in. May our words be seeds She scatters on the wind."

Wahots nods.

Siendra throws her head back and howls!

Nawain recites:

   "Let us to be patient, but persistent. Gentle, but brave. She reminds us that the smallest kindness may bear fruit for generations. That telling a story, listening to another, or daring to try again is holy work."

Zalinyar smiles at Nawain, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Nawain recites:

   "Let your roots go deep. Let your hearts remain open. Grow! Not only upward, but inward. And when you have learned, pass it on. Share your light as Enelne shares Hers."

Wyakin whispers something to Wahots.

Nawain recites:

   "Praise be to Enelne, Mother Beneath the Sky. She speaks, and we listen. In Enelne's name, let us tend what is within us as lovingly as we tend that which is around us. Let us become more today than we were yesterday. In Enelne's name."

Nawain whispers a prayer from her mouth into the wind, certain it will reach Enelne's ear.

Siendra beams at Nawain!

Siendra looks at Nawain and applauds!

Zalinyar quietly says to Nawain, "Sounds a bit like a bonding, or marriage. Good advice."

Qetu places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards Nawain, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

Zalinyar smiles at Nawain, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Nawain grins at Zalinyar.

Nawain nods.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Vaddon tilts his head down.

Yavash sets, slowly dropping below the horizon.

Siendra says, "And so that is Enelne! Thank you Nawain. Of course you do her proud."

Nawain blushes furiously!

Wahots looks at Nawain and applauds!

Siendra just tickled Nawain, who laughs and returns the favor.

Devistic looks at Nawain and applauds!

Tirost nods in agreement.

Wyakin looks at Nawain and applauds!

Vaddon smiles at Nawain.

Leayne gets herself a slice of blue-veined cheese. Yum!

Wyakin assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.

Vaddon says, "Well said."

Aemaranth whispers something to Nawain.

Leayne takes a bite of the cheese.

Tirost takes a sip of his rum.

Siendra says, "Now I will turn to Coshivi, my chosen."

Katamba slowly rises above the horizon.

Wahots nods.

Siendra says, "I am no Cleric, so forgive any impropriety on my part as I navigate this. And while Nawain surely puts me to shame, I will persevere."

Tahlsar gazes at Siendra.

Siendra grins at Nawain.

Nawain giggles at Siendra.

Vaddon smiles at Siendra.

Roxxana beams at Siendra!

Tirost grins.

Ectheleon smiles at Siendra.

Siendra says, "Coshivi is our warrior. He always appears to his people in Moonskin - and he *does* appear."

Wahots nods.

Wyakin smiles at Wahots.

Siendra says, "It is said that he has been spotted in the heat of battle, side by side with the Rakash, howling his victory for all to hear."

Wyakin rubs Wahots's back.

Tirost takes a sip of his rum.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Truffenyi's Prophet Unaka climbed up a spiraling staircase.

Siendra says, "His symbol is a badger, or an afis. Which...well, besides Nawain's bundle there, if you've ever met a badger I'm sure you can understand why the warrior would be such a beast."

Siendra grins.

Qetu nods politely to Unaka.

Tahlsar whispers something to Vaddon.

Nawain laughs!

Tirost smiles at Unaka.

Nawain gently strokes her badger. It chitters with pleasure then licks her hand with its small pink tongue.

Unaka waves.

Nawain waves to Unaka.

Gragnel waves to Unaka.

Leayne smiles at Unaka, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Unaka blinks.

Tirost gazes at Siendra.

Unaka grins at Gragnel.

Siendra smiles at Unaka.

Aemaranth nods politely to Unaka.

Unaka gives Gragnel a brotherly hug, rubbing his scalp with her knuckles.

Devistic directs a welcoming chuff at Unaka.

Gragnel adjusts his fur toupee into place.

Tahlsar raises a hand to his chest and bows his head to Vaddon.

Wahots sighs.

Wyakin pats Wahots on the back.

Wyakin rubs Wahots's back.

(brief disconnect)

Siendra says, "And lastly, it is our Coshivi whose constant vigilance helped the Rakash escape from the West. He walked with our people, protected and guided them when all felt lost."

Gragnel observes Siendra with fascination.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Zynell grins.

Siendra says, "I - well, I abandoned my Rakash heritage when I was young, and followed Eluned for quite a while."

Wahots gazes at Siendra.

Tahlsar studies the faces around him.

Nawain rubs Siendra gently, massaging her muscles.

Wyakin rubs Wahots's back.

Leayne takes a bite of the cheese.

Aemaranth smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Gragnel says, "Lady Eluned is a wonderful choice of a patron Immortal."

Gragnel nods in agreement.

Wyakin gazes thoughtfully at Siendra.

Siendra says, "But the pack called me back slowly, and gave me my pack, and I heard Coshivi's howl stronger than any."

Tirost observes Siendra with fascination.

Roxxana throws her head back and howls!

Siendra says, "Nawain so graciously offered to sacrifice me into his arms."

Siendra flashes a quick grin at Nawain.

Wahots whispers something to Wyakin.

Nawain ducks her head.

Leayne gasps!

Devistic chuckles.

Zynell chortles softly at some secret joke.

Wyakin nods at Wahots, obviously agreeing with his views.

Nawain grins at Siendra.

Siendra quietly says, "I still think she was a little too enthusiastic..."

Nawain snorts, loudly.

Gragnel glances at Nawain.

Siendra exclaims, "But I can't argue with the results!"

Gragnel glances at Siendra.

Tirost gets a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves from inside his sling bag.

Tirost flips open the lid on his silversteel tankard.

Ectheleon chuckles.

Unaka glances at Nawain.

Tirost raises his tankard, drinking deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.

Aemaranth says to Nawain in a melodic accent, "One can never sacrifice someone with enough enthusiasim."

Aemaranth grins at Nawain, her dimples flashing into view.

Nawain winces.

Vaddon grins.

Zalinyar ponders.

Roxxana shivers.

Siendra says, "So I give my howl, and my best of what I train hard for, to Coshivi."

Wahots glances at Wyakin.

Zalinyar glances at Vaddon.

Tahlsar gazes down at his hands.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Wyakin pats Wahots on the back.

Unaka nods to Siendra.

Qetu studies the faces around him.

Siendra throws her head back and howls!

Nawain quietly says to Aemaranth in a Rakash accent, "My Pack trusts me with their hearts, and souls. I am honored to perform the task for them."

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Zalinyar bats her eyes at Vaddon.

Roxxana beams at Siendra!

Siendra exclaims, "And now! Our final member of the Immortal Pack, Mrod!"

Tirost raises his tankard, drinking deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.

Nawain nods.

Siendra nods to Nawain.

Devistic looks at Siendra and applauds!

Nawain beams!

Siendra smiles.

Roxxana exclaims, "My Favorite!"

Leayne gets a topsy-turvy teapot swirled with black and white stripes from inside her tea tote.

Nawain exclaims in a Rakash accent, "Katamba rose, and just in time! Hullo, Sky-Father!"

Leayne puts her cheese in her leather haversack.

Leayne pours herself a glass of vanilla-spiced tea from her teapot.

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Siendra beams!

Siendra nods in agreement.

Unaka gazes up at the sky.

Roxxana beams in loving admiration at Drathlar!

Leayne puts her teapot in her tea tote.

Tirost glances up at the sky.

Leayne takes a sip of her tea.

Nawain recites:

   "Lift your eyes to the sky, my friends, for that is where Mrod's shadow falls!"

Tahlsar glances up at the sky.

Siendra gazes up at the sky.

Nawain recites:

   "Mrod, Alpha of the Alphas, leader of the Great Pack, soars above us on wings unseen. He is the watcher in the winds, the star-eyed sentinel who sees all paths past, present, and not yet walked. Where others see only clouds, He sees the endless dance of stars. Where others see only night, He sees the glow of every soul who came before us."

Leayne glances up at the sky.

Tirost gazes thoughtfully at Nawain.

Nawain recites:

   "It is He who keeps the bond unbroken between the living and the dead. He leads the Great Pack of those who walked before, who hunted, laughed, wept, and died, and who now run in the high reaches of the sky, untethered by flesh but bound still by kinship. And He does not forget. Not one name, not one deed, not one howl lifted to the stars goes unheard by Mrod."

Nawain recites:

   "He is the memory keeper of our past, but He is also the guardian of our future. He is the whisper that tells you when danger is near, the shadow that falls when you must be still, the gust that lifts your step when you think you can go no farther. He is the guide of lost souls, the protector of sacred oaths, the defender of our legacy as a people."

Siendra smiles.

Roxxana snuggles up to Drathlar and cradles him in her arms.

Nawain recites:

   "Raise your voices, children of the moons, and know that the echoes of every Rakash who has walked this world howls with you! For He teaches us that we are not alone, not now, not ever. Our ancestors walk with us still, and Mrod watches from above, seeing that the trail is not lost. He sees us. He sees you. And when your time comes to leave this world, He will guide your spirit home, back to the Great Pack, back to your people."

Tirost whispers something to Siendra.

Nawain recites:

   "So let us howl our thanks to the heavens, for the gaze of Mrod is upon us, and the Great Pack sings in answer!"

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Nawain recites:

   "Praise be to Mrod, the wind-borne watcher, the guide of souls, the First Among Alphas! We run because He leads. We remember because He never forgets. By Mrod's will we ARE. Praise Mrod!"

The sun vanishes behind a multicolored splendor of clouds as night slowly drapes its starry banner across the skies.

Vaddon pauses for a moment, clenched fist over heart, in respectful silence.

Siendra throws her head back and howls!

(Seen by everyone) A light breeze blows through the area, and you feel a sense of calm.

(Seen only by Rakash) A light breeze blows through the area, and for a brief moment you have the sense that it is not blowing past, but *through* you, your spirit stirring, a familiar animal instinct rising in you. The shadows lengthen.

(Seen by everyone) The breeze continues to swirl around the area, and you feel at peace.

(Seen only by Rakash) The breeze rushes upwards, and your head tilts to view the sky through the rotted remnants of the roof above. Somehow everything becomes more saturated, a halo of light warming you from the setting sun, and suddenly you are able to see the expanse of stars normally hidden behind day s light. A great crow, many times larger than any you’ve seen, passes across your vision, wings spread as it circles.

Vaddon casually observes the area.

(Seen by everyone) The breeze continues to swirl around the area, and you feel at peace.

(Seen only by Rakash) Something makes a snuffling noise at your feet, and you are surprised to see a badger pass through. It stops to grunt and sniff at the wolf statue, then catches your eye with a sparkling gaze, before it trundles off down the stairs. An explosion of butterflies suddenly bursts out from behind one of the columns, spiraling into the air with wobbling grace, each one spilling over the next.

Zynell's ears relax for a moment in obvious enjoyment.

Qetu closes his eyes and makes a sound of contentment that resembles purring in the back of his throat.

Siendra inhales a great swallow of air.

Unaka slowly empties her lungs.

(Seen by everyone) The breeze increases in intensity, and you feel a strange stirring, as though you are being called to action.

(Seen only by Rakash) Three lupine figures loom in the sky above, their Rakash forms proud, and they stand in poses of readiness, weapons in hand. The stars loom around them.

Wyakin gasps!

(Seen by everyone) The breeze fades to a whisper, and everything returns to normal.

(Seen only by Rakash) The strange saturation of the area slowly dissipates. The vision and the stars fade away once more. You are left with a feeling of harmony and purpose.

Siendra gazes up at the sky.

Vaddon cracks his knuckles.

Siendra quietly says, "Oh..."

Tirost lets out a long, contemplative breath.

Chrysagon raises an eyebrow.

Aemaranth gazes up at the sky.

Nawain shivers.

Siendra rubs her right eye.

Wahots glances up at the sky.

Leayne glances up at the sky.

Aemaranth smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Gragnel gazes off into the distance.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Roxxana beams in loving admiration at Drathlar!

Nawain whispers a prayer from her mouth into the wind, certain it will reach Enelne's ear.

Unaka says, "Well that felt nice."

(Zalinyar runs a finger up the length of her broadsword testing it's edge)

Tirost nods in agreement.

Qetu nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.

Qetu says in an Ilithian accent, "That it did."

Siendra pulls Nawain to her in a tight hug.

Nawain breathlessly says in a Rakash accent, "Amazing."

Nawain pulls Siendra to her in a tight hug.

Unaka asks Nawain, "The wind?"

Chrysagon gets himself a slice of blue-veined cheese. Yum!

Aemaranth says in a melodic accent, "It always tickles right behind the eyes when the Immortals show things."

Aemaranth grins, revealing her dimples.

Siendra says, "The...the Pack..."

Siendra points up.

Siendra grins weakly.

Wahots nods to Siendra.

Roxxana exclaims, "Mrod is amazing!"

Gragnel raises an eyebrow.

Vaddon tilts his head up.

Unaka gazes up at the sky.

Zalinyar glances up at the sky.

Drathlar glances up at the sky.

Roxxana throws her head back and howls!

Unaka asks, "The Pack?"

Tahlsar glances up at the sky.

Zynell says, "I think we did not all see the same things."

Siendra softly says, "We saw them."

Leayne nods.

Tirost raises an eyebrow in Siendra's direction.

Zynell says, "That happened with the prydaen immortals as well."

Leayne glances up at the sky.

Wahots nods to Siendra.

Unaka asks, "Oh. The Rakash gods?"

Gragnel asks, "All I saw was the bottom of this wine glass, someone want to fill me in?"

Wyakin smiles at Siendra.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Siendra nods to Unaka.

Zalinyar nods to Gragnel.

Tirost grins at Gragnel.

Wahots glances at Unaka.

Zynell asks Gragnel, "With what, more wine?"

Siendra says, "They were brilliant."

Siendra gazes up at the sky.

Unaka fixes Siendra with a heavy, ponderous stare.

Siendra throws her head back and howls!

Zalinyar gets a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames from inside her firesilk backpack.

Gragnel says to Zynell, "I'm not opposed to that."

Zalinyar offers Gragnel a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames.

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Gragnel declines Zalinyar's offer.

Zalinyar looks at Gragnel and shrugs.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

Tirost softly asks Siendra, "What did you see?"

Gragnel says to Zalinyar, "I prefer wine, but thank you anyways."

Zalinyar says to Gragnel, "More for me."

Gragnel shows Zalinyar his wine.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Roxxana says, "Pretty sure this was a Rakash thing."

Tahlsar gazes happily at Siendra.

Roxxana casually observes the area.

Vaddon glances at Zalinyar.

Wahots whispers something to Wyakin.

Vaddon licks his lips.

Tahlsar gazes happily at Nawain.

Wyakin nods to Wahots.

Zalinyar looks at Vaddon and sighs.

Wyakin whispers something to Wahots.

Zalinyar offers Vaddon a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames.

Roxxana blinks in amazement at Drathlar.

Vaddon accepts Zalinyar's darkefire rum.

Siendra says to Tirost, "A butterfly, and a badger, and a crow. Drew our gazes upward and they were there, haloed by the stars, standing ready."

Drathlar smiles at Roxxana.

Vaddon beams in loving admiration at Zalinyar!

Wahots nods to Wyakin.

Zalinyar rummages about her person, looking for something.

Tirost smiles at Siendra.

Nawain nods in agreement.

Zalinyar gets a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames from inside her firesilk backpack.

Unaka nods to Siendra.

Roxxana studies the faces around her.

The last of the stars disappear behind a bank of grey clouds.

Qetu smiles at Siendra.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

Siendra slowly empties her lungs.

Leayne stops listening to Zynell.

Unaka says, "Wow."

Siendra says to Nawain, "It's because you speak so well."

Ectheleon smiles.

Siendra grins at Nawain.

Nawain proudly says in a Rakash accent, "They're ready. They're ready to fight."

Nawain blinks.

Vaddon smiles at Siendra.

Nawain blushes a bright red color.

Nawain coughs.

Gragnel asks, "And those are the symbols of your gods, if I remember correctly. Yes?"

Nawain squints at Siendra.

Zynell nods to Gragnel.

Siendra smiles at Gragnel.

Siendra nods to Gragnel.

Gragnel nods.

Unaka asks, "How do you all feel about that?"

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Siendra says, "Enelne is the butterfly, and Coshivi is the badger, and Mrod - the crow."

Zynell says, "It sounds similar to the vision of the 39 standing ready."

Zynell nods to Unaka.

Gragnel nods to Siendra.

Siendra says to Unaka, "Proud."

Unaka nods to Zynell.

Roxxana nods to Siendra.

Wahots says to Unaka in Rakash, "Let their rage run free."

Siendra smiles wolfishly.

Unaka nods to Wahots.

Qetu says to Zynell in an Ilithian accent, "And the last visions of the armies of light."

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Wyakin gazes thoughtfully at Wahots.

Zynell nods to Qetu.

Wyakin rubs Wahots's back.

Leayne takes a sip of her tea.

Qetu says in an Ilithian accent, "It sounds like this threat if all encompassing."

Nawain says to Unaka in a Rakash accent, "We are standing together, as it ought to be. All of us. We cannot fail in this."

Unaka says in Rakash, "I'm sure the Immortals will welcome their help. May their spirit sound in your howls."

Roxxana stands up.

Qetu raises an eyebrow in Unaka's direction.

Drathlar rises to his feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.

Tirost nods to Nawain.

Nawain smiles at Unaka.

Siendra beams at Unaka!

Wahots nods to Unaka.

Tahlsar gazes thoughtfully at Unaka.

Tirost says to Nawain, "Well said."

Wyakin smiles at Unaka.

Qetu opens his leather satchel.

Unaka says to Qetu, "I said I know the Immortals will be glad for the help."

Qetu gets a black leather folio stamped with a dragon chewing on a rolled up scroll from inside his leather satchel.

Qetu flips through his leather folio.

Roxxana glances at Drathlar.

Qetu nods to Unaka.

Zynell nods in agreement.

Nawain glances up at the sky.

Qetu says to Unaka in an Ilithian accent, "If I cannot understand I just assume it was not for my ear, but the surprise was that you spoke such fluent Rakash."

Gragnel lightly touches his panther pin as he says a quick prayer.

Unaka grins at Qetu.

Qetu says to Unaka in an Ilithian accent, "I shouldn't be though, from the Prophet."

Qetu puts his folio in his leather satchel.

Qetu gets a bright green scroll case dangling gilded teapot crocus blooms from inside his leather satchel.

Siendra exclaims to Qetu, "Her pronunciations were very good, indeed!"

Drathlar clasps Roxxana's hand tenderly and draws her into his arms.

Qetu flips through his scroll case.

Unaka says, "Oh. Maybe you hadn't heard. Truffenyi gave me the gift of all languages. And the ability to read and write."

Forest Titan Drathlar's group climbed down a spiraling staircase.

Qetu puts his case in his leather satchel.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Qetu nods to Unaka.

Wyakin says to Unaka in Rakash, "A wonderful gift."

Unaka rubs her scalp with one hand.

Zynell says, "Before Siendra begins her story, We do have two announcements, before folk take to running off."

Zynell says, "Firstly we have a few Truffenyi themed events coming up thanks to Mazilyn."

Qetu gets a bright green scroll case dangling gilded teapot crocus blooms from inside his leather satchel.

Unaka says to Qetu, "I'm thinking that he wanted me to be there for... everyone. Not just 'Togs."

Zynell says, "And secondly after much consideration, the clerics will be hosting immortal celebration events every OTHER week henceforth."

Wahots glances at Wyakin.

Zynell says, "We will also be exploring other provinces. So if you have an immortal you would like to celebrate, let us know and we will figure out how to fit them into the rotation."

Wyakin smiles at Wahots.

Qetu nods to Unaka.

Ectheleon nods.

Siendra smiles at Zynell.

Leayne nods to Zynell.

Siendra nods.

Chrysagon nods.

Gragnel says, "I do so enjoy talking and giving sermons."

Gragnel chuckles.

Qetu says in an Ilithian accent, "Again, just shows the attention we receive from the immortals."

Zynell exclaims, "And back to storytime with Siendra!"

Unaka asks Zynell, "Truffenyi?"

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Unaka grins at Zynell.

Tirost smiles at Zynell.

Qetu flips through his scroll case.

Siendra laughs!

Qetu puts his case in his leather satchel.

Zynell says to Unaka, "He is on the schedule somewhere i think."

Qetu closes his leather satchel.

Zynell giggles.

Unaka nods.

Vaddon smiles.

Siendra says, "Aptly, I would like to finish with the story of How The Rakash Got His Howl."

Leayne studies her scholar's tome closely.

Unaka nods to Siendra.

Wahots smiles at Siendra.

Leayne puts her tome in her leather haversack.

Tirost nods to Siendra.

Gragnel raises an eyebrow.

Qetu bows deeply towards Siendra, holding the position and quietly shuffling backward until he is a respectful distance away.

Nawain beams at Siendra!

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Wahots gazes thoughtfully at Siendra.

Siendra recites:

   "In the oldest days, before we were driven from our home, before the World Dragon charred Katamba, before our first written accounts of things, we roamed in packs, our bodies whole. Even then, the pack was life. To be separated from the pack, certain death. Mrod held the sky, Enelne the earth, and Coshivi hunted beside us. But we did not yet have our howl - could not pierce the night to call out to our pack. Our voices caught the wind and floated away."

Unaka nods to Zynell.

Vaddon shifts his weight.

Siendra recites:

   "There was a cub, fur as white as mountain snow, eyes as black as a crow   s feathers, ears tall and sharp as pinecones. He ran with his pack and did not know encumbrance. He ate with his pack and did not know hunger. He laughed with his pack and did not know sorrow. Never had he been alone in all his days, and his heart beat in the same rhythm as all his pack."

Siendra recites:

   "The year he was to come of age, before his first hunt without his pack's elders, the snow came early and sudden. The pack bristled at the sudden storm - how food hid or slumbered in the snow. Together they roamed for food, careful to stay within a wind's throw of their voices. But our little snow-furred cub became distracted. He smelled something delicious, just out of reach, and wandered too close to the forest's edge."

Tirost raises his tankard, drinking deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.

Siendra recites:

   "It was for naught - the smell led him to an abandoned rabbit's den, no succulent prey. And when he emerged from the cover of trees, his pack had moved beyond the reach of his voice, past the limits of his eyes. He searched for tracks, sniffed the air and the ground, but the falling snow had erased all impressions his pack had left in the earth. For the first time in his young life, our cub was alone."

Siendra recites:

   "Fearsome thoughts overcame him - What would he eat? Where would he find shelter? How would he find his pack again? The only thing he saw in any direction was the white of snow reflecting red light as Yavash rose in the sky."

Wyakin gazes at Siendra.

Siendra recites:

   "But fear not, my children, for Mrod is kind. His spirit soars everywhere and sees all. He would not allow a cub to be forever parted from his pack. As the cub shivered in the cold, a crow flew overhead, sharp eyes spotting even the white cub in the white snow. He flew high and saw the cub's pack, searching now not only for food, but for their precious cub. And the crow, black as the print fire leaves on its fuel, landed in the snow beside the cub."

Siendra recites:

   "Aren't you hungry?    spake the crow. And the cub nodded, his belly a drum rumbling in the winter air.    Wouldn't you love a juicy apple?    inquired the crow. And the cub nodded, his stomach a gurgling river. And the crow spake again,    Then open wide your mouth, and eat that great round apple!    The crow took flight, and rose before the red light of Yavash."

Siendra recites:

   "The cub opened his mouth, wide and round enough to swallow the moon, but still his belly was empty. He curved his tongue just so in his mouth, to catch the apple when it fell, but the apple could not be plucked from its tree. He sucked in a great breath of air to pull the apple moon into his mouth, but it remained in the sky. All that filled his belly was air."

Siendra recites:

   "Unable to eat the great apple, he released a great mournful sigh, his head still tilted back at Yavash. The air in his belly rushed out with the ache in his soul, and from his body came the purest note of music ever sung - the first true Howl of a Rakash."

Zalinyar shivers.

Siendra recites:

   "The sound of his cry echoed across the snow-covered lands, alerting his pack to his condition and location. He continued his cries, swallowing the moonlight and singing it out over the earth. Soon enough his pack was upon him, and hollered a greeting. They saw the way his head rose toward the sky, and threw back their heads in joy at his recovery, their howls joining his."

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Leayne smiles at Nawain, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Wyakin smiles at Wahots.

Zalinyar leans back against Vaddon with a loving smile.

Wahots smiles at Wyakin.

Siendra recites:

   "And from that day every Rakash has known how to swallow the sky and turn it into a song. When we are lonely, when we are hungry, when our hearts thrum with joy, our lungs fill with the scent of apples and the bursting of want. And if you look up into the sky, you can almost catch the sight of a crow on the horizon, reminding us that the spirit of Mrod soars everywhere and sees everything. He will keep the pack together - when we are separated, it will not be for long."

Siendra smiles.

(Siendra bows her head before lifting it to howl to Katamba happily.)

Tirost smiles.

Tahlsar smiles at Siendra.

Zynell grins at Siendra.

Wahots looks at Siendra and applauds!

Unaka smiles.

Nawain throws her head back and howls!

Wyakin looks at Siendra and applauds!

Leayne smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Tirost applauds.

Tahlsar applauds.

Nawain beams at Siendra!

Zalinyar quietly exclaims to Siendra, "That was an incredible story!"

Vaddon applauds.

Devistic looks at Siendra and applauds!

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Leayne nods to Zalinyar.

Siendra beams at Zalinyar!

Chrysagon applauds.

Zynell looks at Siendra and applauds!

Leayne looks at Siendra and applauds!

Unaka looks at Siendra and applauds!

Unaka says, "Good story."

Siendra blushes a bright red color.

Tahlsar praises Siendra.

Leayne gets a glass of vanilla-spiced tea from inside her leather haversack.

Qetu smiles at Siendra.

Siendra says, "Thank you. It is of the pack, passed down through many generations. I am happy to tell it."

Zalinyar smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Tirost says to Siendra, "You tell it well. I'm glad you keep the traditions alive."

Siendra beams at Tirost!

Tirost smiles at Siendra.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Chrysagon nods in agreement.

Tahlsar says to Siendra in a proper accent, "Your heritage is rich."

Siendra says, "On behalf of the Sfek Vauns Arotru, truly, thank you all for coming and listening to our worship."

The clouds part slightly, revealing a few twinkling stars.

Siendra smiles at everyone.

Unaka says to Siendra, "I liked how much it involved food."

Wahots nods politely to Siendra.

Gragnel chuckles at Unaka.

Leayne smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zynell says, "I would like to thank the Pack for sharing with us and allowing us to celebrate the divine partnership this conflict has brought about."

Qetu places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards Siendra, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

Raising his silversteel tankard to Siendra, Tirost gives her a toast.

Wyakin says to Siendra in Rakash, "Thank you for sharing this."

Raising his silversteel tankard to Nawain, Tirost gives her a toast.

Gragnel says to Unaka, "That tracks."

Tirost raises his tankard, drinking deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.

Gragnel smirks.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Tirost flips the lid on his silversteel tankard closed.

Tirost puts his tankard in his sling bag.

Siendra exclaims to Unaka, "Especially apples!"

Siendra grins at Unaka.

Aemaranth says in a melodic accent, "We do enjoy a good meal."

Unaka chuckles.

Vaddon says, "Yes, thank you for sharing. Very interesting. Didn't realize the depth."

Nawain gets an impish expression on her face, and lets out a hearty cheer.

Siendra nods in agreement.

Zynell asks, "Would anyone else care to share a few words?"

Zalinyar nods to Vaddon.

Wahots grins at Wyakin.

Siendra says to Vaddon, "I am difficult to ever get to stop talking, so if you ever want to know more...you know where to find me."

Siendra grins.

Wyakin shakes her head at Wahots.

Wyakin gives Wahots a good pinch!

Tirost laughs!

Zynell grins.

Ectheleon chuckles.

Nawain giggles at Siendra.

Gragnel says to Siendra, "I can empathize with that."

Gragnel chuckles.

Gragnel takes a sip of his wine.

Siendra giggles at Gragnel.

Wahots quietly says to Siendra in Rakash, "I will be seeking you out soon."

Unaka says, "I love talkers. Lots of good things to say."

Tirost rests his hand on the statue of a wolf.

Tirost kneels down and begins to pray.

Siendra says to Wahots in Rakash, "Thank you both for attending! Never hesitate to find me."

Siendra smiles.

Zynell says, "Then many thanks for joining us, again we have started every OTHER week now."

Siendra bows to Wahots.