Miskton/Logs/20260912 Visions

Event Name: Vision Meeting

Event Instance: Prime

Real Date: 2026-09-12

Game Date of Event: 457-07-21

Point of View: Miskton

You say, "Okay, I think we can probably get started! Thank you all for joining me here this evening. If everybody can get settled in, we can begin going over some new visions." Imroth laughs at Illiya. Eionelthaniel asks in a rustic accent, "This is a seeing impaired meeting right?" Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Kiashandra chuckles at Lasciel. Zersha just nudged Eionelthaniel. Eionelthaniel blinks. Eionelthaniel coughs. Eionelthaniel sighs. Amabalis places her hand over Eionelthaniel's mouth. Eionelthaniel coughs. Zersha nods at Amabalis, obviously agreeing with her views. Kiashandra nods to Amabalis. Eionelthaniel stands near Amabalis. Zersha grins at Amabalis, her dimples flashing into view. Kiashandra says, "Can't take him anywhere." Eionelthaniel mumbles something under his breath. Amabalis nods to Kiashandra. Amabalis giggles. Eionelthaniel smiles quietly to himself. You say, "The visions to discuss this time around are a somewhat confusing lot, and I think largely lean toward metaphor, rather than direct depictions of events to come." Zersha grins at Valynn, her dimples flashing into view. You say, "So, to start things off..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Valynn gazes at you. You say, "I found myself in a vast hall, hung with magnificent banners telling strange, unrecognizable tales. The walls were lined with high-quality mirrors. I roamed the quiet room, observing the banners and peering into the glass." You say, "One mirror caught my eye, slightly different from the others. It was devoid of even a speck of dust, its surface so finely polished it resembled an open frame. I touched the surface, and though it was indeed just a mirror, I noted that I left behind no smudge -- the surface remained immaculately clean. I gazed into it, seeing only a particularly clear reflection." Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something. You say, "My reflection... shifted. Or slowed ever so slightly." You say, "I glanced over my shoulder. The mirror at the far end of the hall, once dusty, was now immaculately clean." You say, "The vision faded." Zersha squints at you. Zersha exclaims in a Velakan accent, "Huh. What does that even mean!" Imroth says, "I like it." Valynn furrows her brow. Ellywen says to Zersha in a lilting accent, "Immaculately? It means like... real good." You say, "Not an unpleasant one, at least! But certainly less clear than that reflection was." Imroth says, "Need a nice mirror like that to watch myself put on my armor." Zersha just tickled Ellywen, making her laugh. Ellywen giggles. Ellywen smiles at Zersha. Lasciel leans on Kiashandra. Zalinyar says, "Makes me think of forgiveness." Illiya says, "I like that it cleaned itself, I wish my room would clean itself." Zersha nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views. Zalinyar says, "Or repenting perhaps, being wiped clean." You say, "I feel that the sense of shifting, followed by only then noticing a mirror at the far end of the hall, is likely important." Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "All the mirrors make think of possible futures." Imroth says, "Mirrors make me think of Tezirites." Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "The banners trouble me less than the mirrors. One reflection failing to follow its owner is disturbing. Another mirror changing while your attention was elsewhere is worse. Perhaps the question is not what you saw in the glass, Miskton... but what was looking back." Zersha squints at Eionelthaniel. Eionelthaniel nods to you. Zersha waggles her fingers mystically at Eionelthaniel. How nice. Eionelthaniel winks at Zersha. Valynn says, "That mirror down the hall could represent the past. And like Zali said, forgiveness." You say, "If the mirror was at the far end of the hall directly behind me, then it too was probably in the reflection, as well. There could be some importance there." Eionelthaniel leans on Amabalis. Amabalis grins at Eionelthaniel, her dimples flashing into view. Amabalis giggles at Lasciel. Eionelthaniel ponders. Lasciel nods to Amabalis. Zersha softly says in a Velakan accent, "I'd like a closer look at the banners myself, new stories." Zersha grins, revealing her dimples. Kiashandra nods to Zersha. You say, "And it's possible that the mirror I was looking into, while showing a reflection, was not an actual mirror made of glass, but something more esoteric." Eionelthaniel grins at Zersha. Imroth says, "I do like a good banner." Imroth nods. Zersha grins at Imroth, her dimples flashing into view. Kiashandra stares intently at a chubby bear for a moment. Lasciel waves to Ellywen. Kiashandra nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views. Ellywen nods to Lasciel. Lasciel beams! Zersha wiggles over towards Ellywen. You ask, "I think you'll find that all of the visions I have to discuss are a bit tricky, but let's move onto another, shall we?" You grin. You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Zersha hugs Ellywen, getting a smile in return. Lasciel nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Ellywen leans on Zersha. Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. You say, "A burning-hot sun beat down as I knelt against a steep mesa. An odd protrusion sat just beneath the crumbling rock. I slowly picked away at the dirt, uncovering more of the long-buried object until a spiraled archway emerged, standing taller than me." You say, "Frowning, I rapped my knuckles against its side. It rang loudly, stone flaking off in heavy clods to reveal an immaculate crystal entryway packed with solid rock. The crystal glowed softly." You say, "The vision faded." Zersha blinks. Zersha looks at Ellywen, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away. You say, "To take it somewhat literally, for that archway to end up completed embedded in and filled with rock like that, it would make me think of a teleportation mishap. Or possibly something done on purpose." Zersha nods at Ellywen, obviously agreeing with her views. You say, "That, or it is very, VERY old." Zersha asks in a Velakan accent, "It makes me think of something very old, maybe burried?" Imroth exclaims, "Crystal archway sounds fun. Discovery of new places and adventure!" Zersha grins at Lasciel, her dimples flashing into view. Zersha glances at Imroth. Zersha says to Imroth in a Velakan accent, "New monsters trying to eat your face." Eionelthaniel ponders. Zersha grins at Imroth, her dimples flashing into view. Imroth says, "Not.. NEW, I guess." You say to Zersha, "Buried in solid stone, which is very buried indeed." Zfora nods to Ellywen. Kiashandra says, "A permanent portal." Zersha asks you in a Velakan accent, "Very, very old?" Zersha looks at you, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away. Zalinyar asks, "Or buried using elemental magics?" Illiya asks, "Crystal sounds like trader stuff?" You say, "I was not able to tell what might be seen through the archway, unfortunately, since it was filled with solid rock." Zersha chuckles. Imroth exclaims, "But it glows!" Valynn says, "Purposefully impassable." Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "The glowing would mean it is still.. active in some way." You say, "I would guess that it would lead somewhere if it was cleared out and stepped through, though." Eionelthaniel nods to Imroth. Imroth nods. Valynn asks, "A portal to another plane?" Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "It makes me think of the first vision too a little, a passage you can't pass through." Zersha shifts her weight. Imroth exclaims, "Maybe it teleports you to a hall with a bunch of mirrors and banners!" You grin at Imroth. Zersha giggles at Imroth. Eionelthaniel hums cheerfully to himself. Kiashandra says, "Clean mirrors." Eionelthaniel asks Kiashandra in a rustic accent, "As in just give some ole elbow grease?" Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "We'll just send Jaelia, she cleans things." Zersha ducks her head. Kiashandra chuckles at Eionelthaniel. Eionelthaniel chuckles at Zersha. Eionelthaniel nods to Zersha. Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "True." Kiashandra grins at Zersha. Zersha grins at Jaelia, her dimples flashing into view. Amabalis grins at Eionelthaniel, her dimples flashing into view. Kiashandra leans on Zersha. Illiya rubs Imroth gently, massaging his muscles. Zersha hugs Kiashandra, getting a smile in return. Jaelia beams at Zersha! Jaelia beams at Ayrell! Jaelia beams at Zfora! Zersha leans on Kiashandra. Ayrell smiles at Jaelia. Kiashandra winks at Zersha. You say, "Let's see, next on the list..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "Heavy traffic surged through a bustling warehouse as porters hauled grain and lumber, sorting iron ingots and marble onto massive shelves. A complex system of paper tickets affixed to every asset maintained flawless organizational efficiency - a loud, sweat-soaked dance driving a continuous flow of trade." You say, "High above the chaos, a man watched from a central tower balcony. The man scribbled a line onto a ledger pad, tore the sheet, and handed it to an assistant who rushed down the tower's winding stairs." Lasciel yawns expansively. You say, "Passed through a chain of brisk hands, the slip reached a far corner of the floor. A runner quietly pasted the ticket onto a single wyvern talon before sliding the entire bundle onto a crowded shelf." You say, "The vision faded." Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully. Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "Now that vision feels like a Trader vision." Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view. Lasciel says, "A vision of boredom. Like a Trader must experience." You say, "Seems to be a very organized system for trade goods, including what seemed like a number of crafting materials." Lasciel nods to Zersha. Lasciel says, "Hey." Lasciel lays her palms against Zersha's in a quick, yet deliberate movement. Lasciel mumbles a word of general praise. Lasciel says, "You're supposed to be warming them up." Lasciel just nudged you. You say, "And yes, it certainly does seem like something to do with Traders." Zalinyar says, "I would think crafting society should dive into this one." Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "The single wyvern talon is interesting." Amabalis leans on Eionelthaniel. Eionelthaniel glances at Amabalis. You say, "I think it was the the paper being stuck onto just one talon in a bundle of them." Amabalis grins at Eionelthaniel, her dimples flashing into view. Zersha says to you in a Velakan accent, "That would make much more sense." Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view. You say, "Possibly a newly arrived shipment being cataloged? Or something being prepared for shipping out to a customer, I suppose." Zersha giggles at a fluffy pink baby inkbound cow with frosted strawberry splotches. Imroth nods. Zersha softly says in a Velakan accent, "You get 'im." Zersha nods to a fluffy pink baby inkbound cow with frosted strawberry splotches. Zfora grins at Ellywen. Illiya glances at a fluffy pink baby inkbound cow with frosted strawberry splotches and grins. You say, "There's probably something of importance to wyvern talons being the specific product being marked, though." Dilemma leans back against Ellywen with a loving smile. Imroth says, "Distribution center sounds intense." Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "Maybe there's about to be a shortages of wyvern talons." Ellywen rubs Dilemma's back. Imroth glances at a wide-eyed baby bone wyvern draped in a tattered mantle of inkbound scales. Lasciel nods at Amabalis, obviously agreeing with her views. Zalinyar says, "Or maybe how we collect and sell bundles and skins is being referenced." Zfora mildly says, "How exciting." Zersha says to Zfora in a Velakan accent, "It's very exciting if your business is wyvern scales." Amabalis grins at Lasciel, her dimples flashing into view. Zfora waves her hand distractedly. Zersha giggles. Imroth chuckles. You say, "The furriers must be doing something with all those claws adventurers bring in..." You ponder. Zersha nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. You say, "I have another couple visions to discuss, but before we get to those, Lasciel had something she wished to share at this meeting." You nod to Lasciel. Zersha glances at Lasciel. Lasciel clears her throat. Lasciel says, "Oh." Kiashandra knits her eyebrows together in a thoughtful frown. Ellywen says in a lilting accent, "Prepare to thump..." Lasciel says, "Yeah well when I got Miskton's letter asking me to share at this meeting, I was reluctant." Lasciel asks, "But then I decided why not?" Eionelthaniel raises an eyebrow in Ellywen's direction. You arch your eyebrow. You chuckle. Lasciel asks you, "You ever get nervous?" Lasciel dusts herself off. You nod to Lasciel. Lasciel says, "I don't know how he does it." Lasciel grins at you. Zfora smoothly asks Lasciel, "Do you ever get nervous?" Lasciel scoffs. Eionelthaniel raises his hand. Lasciel says, "Maybe a round of applause for Miskton." Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "I don't get nervous." Lasciel applauds. Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "If anyone is taking notes." Eionelthaniel nods. Lasciel says, "Who is such a lovely host." Zersha grins at Eionelthaniel, her dimples flashing into view. Zersha looks at Eionelthaniel and jots down some notes. Kiashandra jots down some notes. Casari says, "The only thing I get is to the point." Casari shrugs. Illiya grins at Casari, her dimples flashing into view. Imroth chortles softly at some secret joke. Eionelthaniel nods to Zersha. Lasciel says, "And Amabalis this vision goes great to a background of Abandoned Heart." Lasciel says, "If you want to just strum it." Eionelthaniel glances at Lasciel. Kiashandra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement. Eionelthaniel shakes his head at Lasciel. Valynn grins at Casari. Lasciel says, "OK so..." Amabalis giggles. Lasciel says, "I had this amazing Vision." Lasciel says, "Of a great Risen beast with eight Wyvern heads issuing forth out of the Reshal Sea." Zfora says, "What a coincidence, I did too..." Lasciel says, "The beast had the body that of a Worm, and the legs that of a Crab and one singular Eye. And it was fabulous." Illiya closes her eyes for a moment and grows still. Zersha glances at Lasciel. Zersha glances at Zfora. Lasciel says, "It was really fabulous." Lasciel gazes hopefully at Ellywen. Eionelthaniel ponders. Lasciel says, "And I don't know the ... Artist.." You ponder. Zfora softly says, "Positively fabulous." Lasciel says, "Who crafted it." Lasciel says, "But I bet they're fabulous too." Lasciel nods in agreement. Lasciel says, "That was it." Valynn seems to be waiting for something. Lasciel waves dismissively. Ellywen says in a lilting accent, "Fabulous." You nod to Lasciel. Lasciel says, "You can go back to the regular boring ones now." Imroth groans. Eionelthaniel smiles quietly to himself. Lasciel asks Ellywen, "It wasn't yours, was it??" Ellywen nods to Lasciel. You say, "So, let's see. The two remaining visions..." Lasciel gasps! You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. Ellywen says to Lasciel in a lilting accent, "Yes." Lasciel says, "Oh my." Lasciel fans herself. Lasciel gets a black cotton parasol from inside her enchanter's satchel. Eionelthaniel says in a rustic accent, "That was.... ominous." Lasciel opens a black cotton parasol with a snap. Jaelia beams at you! What a warm feeling! Zersha gazes at you. You say, "A potter tapped the side of a kiln, and nodding, began to break apart the temporary brickwork sealing the structure shut. Hot air billowed out of the opening, and the pieces within clinked and popped as they cooled. The potter scrutinized the arrayed pieces, and reaching inside, retrieved a beautiful tea pot, the matte-black glaze mottled with soft dull-blue bruising. Carefully removing the wadding, the potter slotted a matching lid, rotating it gently to test the fit. Satisfied, the potter carried it to a nearby workbench." You say, "The potter began rolling the finished teapot back into a wet ball, wedging the clay into a seamless, unformed mass. Slamming the lump onto a wheel, the potter began the process of shaping a teapot." You say, "The vision faded." Lasciel gazes at Ellywen with a dreamy look on her face. Zersha furrows her brow. Zersha asks in a Velakan accent, "Can you even turn a fired pot back into workable clay?" You say, "Crafters of all types seem to be a common occurrence in visions, though usually they either end up completing what they're working on, or something goes disasterously wrong." You say to Zersha, "Not normally, or certainly not that easily." Eionelthaniel says to Zersha in a rustic accent, "Ya have to use a big hammer." Zersha nods to you. Imroth says, "Industry seems to be a theme today." Zersha chuckles at Eionelthaniel. Eionelthaniel smiles quietly to himself. Illiya nods in agreement. Valynn thoughtfully runs her hand along the cover of a tomiek field guide webbed in prismatic wildlace. Illiya says, "Maybe we'll discover some new crafting recipes." You say, "It seems like there might be some sort of loop of activity going on, which could be important to whatever meaning is hidden in this one." Eionelthaniel nods to Illiya. Lasciel gazes off into the distance. Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "That feels a bit like a comment on how we get stuck doing the same things over and over." Zersha grins, revealing her dimples. Zersha nods at Kiashandra, obviously agreeing with her views. Imroth says, "Seems to be a lot of large scale preparation of goods." Kiashandra nods to Zersha. Zfora peers through her silversteel spectacles at the golden panther. Zersha asks in a Velakan accent, "There is a festival coming, maybe it's as simple at that?" Zersha nods at Kiashandra, obviously agreeing with her views. Zersha grins at Kiashandra, her dimples flashing into view. Eionelthaniel stretches his arms. Eionelthaniel blinks. Kiashandra grins at Zersha. Imroth says, "I don't believe you can re-use clay that has been fired though, so maybe that is an important bit." Valynn nods at Imroth, obviously agreeing with his views. Lasciel winks at you. You say, "You can repurpose it in some ways, but you can't get it back into wet clay by itself, to my knowledge." Imroth nods in agreement. Valynn nods. Zfora says, "As it so happens, fragments of pottery will have sharp edges." Zfora says, "Positively titillating." Zersha gnaws on her lip. Valynn idly picks at some tightly fitted doehide leggings. Imroth says, "Sharp like your wit." Zfora winks at Illiya. You say, "I suppose the meaning could also have something to do with the process happening in reverse, starting with the finished product and going back to the raw material, rather than a loop." You stroke your beard in thoughtful contemplation. Illiya grins at Zfora, her dimples flashing into view. Lasciel lays her palms against Zfora's in a quick, yet deliberate movement. Imroth says, "Ooh maybe." You say, "The vision started with the pottery already in the kiln, after all." Eionelthaniel nods to you. Zersha nods to you. Ellywen says in a lilting accent, "I thought the same.. that it was in reverse.. but the hot air coming out and the pieces cooling made me think otherwise." Illiya nods to you. Ellywen says in a lilting accent, "Also - I'm not sure if it's relevant.. but the pot was glazed." Ellywen says in a lilting accent, "So that means it was on it's second firing.." Lasciel says, "I agree with everything Ellywen said." Lasciel nods at Ellywen, obviously agreeing with her views. Zfora says, "I agree with nothing Lasciel said, unless it was about being fabulous." Eionelthaniel begins chortling at Zfora. Lasciel says, "I .. don't know what.." Lasciel exclaims, "It was fabulous though. Those legs!!" Lasciel's jaw drops. Lasciel says, "Like a crab." Lasciel laughs! Lasciel says, "Amazing." Lasciel sighs. You say, "And then there's one more vision to discuss this evening..." You turn a page in your astronomer's journal. You say, "I found myself on stage across from a small child. The child, gangly and half my height, hefted a full-sized broadsword, staring in exaggerated wonder at its length. A few test swings followed, convincing me it must have been a stage prop." You exclaim, "The child shouted, "I will avenge my family!", pouring genuine emotion into the oath. "Now fight!" You say, "Rushing forward, the child swung erratically. I easily dodged and weaved around the wide attacks, eventually having fun with it and adding dramatic flourishes for the crowd." You say, "A hard swing caught me off guard. The child stopped the blade inches from my forehead, and slowly lowered the blade. Turning to the audience, he bowed, then turned and bowed to me. Amidst the applause, the child handed me the sword, and I was startled to discover it was a real weapon, heavy and razor-sharp." You say, "The child winked, and the vision faded." Casari cracks her knuckles. Zfora says, "Was the sword screaming JUSTICE by chance? That sounds an aweful lot like Sir Madigan..." Imroth grins at Zfora. You exclaim, "Not that I noticed!" Imroth asks, "Child Madigan?" Lasciel exclaims, "Madigan!" Ellywen asks Zfora in a lilting accent, "The child part?" Zfora nods to Imroth. Ellywen chortles softly at some secret joke. Lasciel says, "Madigan has to be long dead." Zfora says, "Quite possibly adult Madigan, who knows..." Zfora waves her hand distractedly. Lasciel exclaims, "That's how I know Hebion!" Lasciel laughs! Lasciel nods to Kiashandra. Kiashandra raises an eyebrow in Lasciel's direction. Zersha glances at Lasciel. You say, "It would be nice if it just meant we can look forward to some exciting combat displays in an upcoming play, but that doesn't seem likely to be the meaning here." You grin. Lasciel says to Kiashandra, "He was Madigan's squire and I would draw them washing their horses in the Mews." Imroth gently kisses Illiya on the forehead. Illiya smiles at Imroth, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Lasciel says to Kiashandra, "In various states of dress." Zfora fixes Lasciel with a serene, lofty stare. Kiashandra gives Lasciel a playful poke in the ribs. Lasciel says, "What it's called art." Lasciel sniffs and looks huffy. You say, "It could have something to do with getting swept up in events without realizing just how serious they are..." Imroth says, "I can muster up some justice if you are nostalgic." Zalinyar asks, "Doesn't Damaris sometimes allow himself to be seen as a child?" Zersha grins at Imroth, her dimples flashing into view. Zfora sweetly says to Imroth, "Oh, I just might be Sir Imroth..." You say to Zalinyar, "There's probably something unusual about the child, at least." Imroth nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Zalinyar nods to you. Imroth says, "The unassuming child has to be the important part." Lasciel raises her head skyward, chanting. You say, "A small, gangly child swinging around a real sword. Though not particularly skillfully." Lasciel says, "Oh Kiashandra's leaving." Lasciel says, "Say bye." Imroth says, "But then.. wasn't he skillful? Almost got a good forehead chop in." Illiya peers through the Moongate. Lasciel seems to be waiting for something. Zersha hugs Kiashandra, getting a smile in return. Imroth peers through the Moongate. Jaelia hugs Kiashandra, who wraps her arms around Jaelia with a warm smile. Kiashandra hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return. Lasciel nods politely. Illiya hugs Kiashandra, getting a smile in return. Jaelia beams at Kiashandra! Zersha peers through the Moongate. Kiashandra hugs Jaelia, who wraps her arms around Kiashandra with a warm smile. Jaelia exclaims to Kiashandra, "See you soon!" You say, "Yes, he seemed to be... well, acting." Kiashandra hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return. Eionelthaniel hugs Kiashandra, who wraps her arms around Eionelthaniel with a warm smile. Lasciel chuckles to herself. Elizzibiana hugs Kiashandra, getting a smile in return. Kiashandra hugs Eionelthaniel, who wraps his arms around Kiashandra with a warm smile. Eionelthaniel smiles at Kiashandra. Kiashandra hugs Elizzibiana, getting a smile in return. Ellywen peers through the Moongate. Lasciel says, "Just ignore me." You say, "And pretending to be worse than he was." Kiashandra hugs Eionelthaniel, who wraps his arms around Kiashandra with a warm smile. Lasciel laughs! Lasciel gives Kiashandra a gentle poke in the ribs. Imroth nods. Jaelia nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views. Zersha says in a Velakan accent, "We do have some plays coming up, I'm going to hope that's all it is." Kiashandra hugs Lasciel, who wraps her arms around Kiashandra with a warm smile. Lasciel says, "She's so popular." Lasciel hugs Kiashandra, getting a smile in return. Lasciel tips her hat to you with a courteous nod. Imroth snaps to attention and hails Kiashandra with a crisp hand salute. Lasciel waves to Ellywen. Kiashandra bows to you. Lasciel waves to Dilemma. Lasciel's group went through a blue Moongate. Imroth slowly empties his lungs. Imroth says, "Oh nice, the chatterbox left." Jaelia laughs! You say, "It could be a matter of a real threat in a guise that doesn't seem dangerous." Ellywen nods to you. You say, "In the vision, the child halts what could be a dangerous blow, and plays things off with a wink, but that might not necessarily be how things play out in real events." Eionelthaniel nods to you. Imroth nods. Eionelthaniel leans on Amabalis. Zalinyar says, "Seldom are." Eionelthaniel smiles. You say, "And that covers what I had to discuss for visions this evening. Confusing, but on the whole generally less ominous than many visions." Brief flashes of silver light illuminate the surroundings in sharp bursts as shimmering bolts arc from within the depths of the shadowy orb, swirling around Jaelia merely to rejoin with their parent on the other side. Imroth wraps his arms lovingly around Illiya, snuggling close. Imroth exclaims, "Metaphors without context!" Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Is no spooky smoking lady. So, is good." Zersha grins at Umptiskrunk, her dimples flashing into view. Jaelia exclaims, "The scary part is when things have started to potentially appear ominious, the Visions got really quiet!" Illiya says, "No creepy visions this time." Imroth exclaims to Umptiskrunk, "Oh I like her!" Illiya nods emphatically at Umptiskrunk. You ask, "Does anybody have any further thoughts or questions on any of them, or anything else they'd like to bring up?" Umptiskrunk chuckles at Imroth. Umptiskrunk ponders. Zersha says to you in a Velakan accent, "No questions, but thank you as always for hosting and sharing." Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Ezerak says to you, "Thank you for sharing them, as always." Imroth nods in agreement. Ayrell softly says to you, "Thank you for hosting." Zersha hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return. Zersha hugs Ellywen, getting a smile in return. Illiya says, "Thank you for hosting Miskton." Zersha hugs Dilemma, getting a smile in return. Zersha taps Umptiskrunk on the nose and exclaims, "Boop!" Imroth says to you, "Thank you for bringing us together and sharing." Dilemma smiles. Ellywen hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return. Zersha cackles! Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Ump go get some wyvern claws. Ump predict gonna be hot commodity." Jaelia says, "Thank you as always, Miskton, you are appreciated." Zersha hugs Eionelthaniel, getting a smile in return. Zasko grins. Zersha giggles at Umptiskrunk. Zalinyar exclaims, "Yes, thank you!" Illiya hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return. Zersha curtsies gracefully. Imroth just took the hand of Illiya and gently kissed the back of it. Illiya smiles at Imroth, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. You say, "Well, then, thank you all for coming. And a reminder that I'm hosting a cooking competition here in Shard that's coming up quite soon! Anyone's welcome to enter, if you've got a recipe for some sort of confection you'd like to compete with." Ellywen carefully removes a wyvern claw from her bundle. You smile. Dilemma says to you in an Ilithian accent, "Thank you." Ellywen offers Umptiskrunk a wyvern claw. Umptiskrunk accepts Ellywen's wyvern claw. Umptiskrunk beams at Ellywen! Zasko takes a sip of his tea. Elizzibiana says to you in an archaic accent, "Thank you for having these discussions." Illiya exclaims, "That sounds fun too!" Zalinyar exclaims, "That sounds fun!" Ellywen says to Umptiskrunk in a lilting accent, "There you go.. riches abound I'm sure." Imroth says, "Cooking, eh? I don't know if I have done that." Umptiskrunk loudly says to Ellywen, "Nice." Zalinyar nods to Illiya. Umptiskrunk dances about with his wyvern claw. Umptiskrunk puts his claw in his Tokka tote. Illiya gazes at Umptiskrunk. Illiya glances at a wide-eyed baby bone wyvern draped in a tattered mantle of inkbound scales. Umptiskrunk loudly says, "Okay, peoples. Be good people." Umptiskrunk makes a grunting noise. You say, "And with that, I hope you all have a good rest of your evening."