Melodie wedding

Melodie arrives from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.
A radiant, warm smile is splayed across Melodie's expression as she enters the ballroom. She pauses at the opposite end, seeming to take a moment to gather herself before moving forward, each step echoing across the polished marble floor.

Valaria says in a soft voice, "Murder only happen if light are off."

Aeryllin beams broadly.

Valaria says in a soft voice, "You know the story."

Wilbur stumbles in from the ether.

Valaria says in a soft voice, "Murder happen in darkness."

Aerek tugs at his coat and straightens his posture.

Cree flashes Melodie a joyous smile.

Melodie's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Dracemir flashes Melodie a joyous smile.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant burps obscenely.

Valaria's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Yae ponders Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant with a contemplative expression.

"Oh?" Iakimen exclaims quizzically.

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

Iakimen says in a coarse, nonchalant voice, "So these are the house servants?"

The door to the south slams shut.
Azuros, Cynders, and Haligan arrives, following Saeva from the south.

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "Must be."

He has greasy hair that hangs limply down his pockmarked face. His clothes are threadbare and grubby and his eyes are crossed, making it confusing to tell where he is looking.
Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant seems strong and confident.
He has 100% health remaining.
He weighs about 140 pounds.
You see nothing in it.

Valaria says in a soft voice, "I wonder when cook servant will serve some foods soon."

Azuros ceases to wield a silver, lunar charm bracelet in his left hand.
Azuros starts to wield a wyvern-etched druidic quarterstaff in his hands.

Melodie flashes Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant a joyous smile.

Azuros flails his quarterstaff and a defensive sphere dutifully forms about him.

Azuros considers Melodie momentarily, before closing his eyes and reaching out to her forehead with his quarterstaff.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Valaria greets Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant with a sincere smile.

Azuros ceases to wield a wyvern-etched druidic quarterstaff.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant sucks air through his nose noisily, the sound of gurgling mucus burbles in his throat.

Saeva looks up into the air for divine inspiration.

Aeryllin creases her brow in a frown.

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

Ryuke, riding a stormy grey dog, arrives from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

The body of Blade Savant Wessux, Squire of Mhaldor appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

Wessux touches a mindseye tattoo.

Ellodin says drily in a quiet but clear voice, "Ryuke, you're still holding your breath."

Ellodin backhands Iakimen across the face.

Saeva opens the door to the south.

Saeva leaves to the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

Iakimen tilts his head curiously.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant says, "This sure is a fancy place ya got here."

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

Challowyne arrives, following Saeva from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

Dracemir's eyes sparkle with amusement at Serana.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant says, "Can I have somma this food?"

Ryuke creases his brow in a frown.

Serana sighs and slumps slightly.

Serana lowers her head and mumbles to herself.

Ryuke opens the door to the south.

Ryuke, riding a stormy grey dog, leaves to the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

She is a human. She is a human and is rather petite compared to most of her race. Her head is held
at a regal angle, with unruly ringlets of rich, red tresses cascading down around her wildly. Spread
amongst the artfully arranged curls are tiny edelweisses, each delicate blossom accented with a trio
of sea-born pearls. Her gauzy veil covers the majority of the arrangement, allowing only an opaque
glimpse of the concealed frame beneath. A minute, teardrop-shaped ruby barely stands apart from
beneath the foamy material, partly embedded in the centre of her brow. Dark lashes delicately frame
eyes imbued with cerulean, a certain clarity of conviction glinting within the fathomless depths.
Her body gradually curves into a refined hourglass, rich ivory silks modestly adorning her shapely
form. She carries herself with ageless grace and poise, confidence evident in every step. She is
wearing a scalloped veil of cascading organza, a golden necklace with a shimmering crystal orb
pendant, a crystal and sapphire platinum brooch, a blood-stained armband of tattered silk, an ivory
wedding gown of cresting waves, a platinum ring with a ruby inset, and shimmering glass slippers
traced with gilt.

Serana tilts her head curiously at Dracemir.

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

Ryuke, riding a stormy grey dog, arrives from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

Challowyne is surrounded by a shining corona of blinding light and the shimmering image of the
Wyvern momentarily overlaps her.

Aerek gives Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Challowyne takes a deep breath, her face slightly flushed.

Melodie's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "Surely he can, no?"

Ryuke opens the door to the south.

Ryuke, riding a stormy grey dog, leaves to the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "So long as it stays off the floors, I'd think."

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant says, "I heard all this shoutin from the road out der. Ya know."

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant says, "An someone yelled about despots. I figgered that it mus be my
kinda place."

Aerek's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Challowyne greets Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant with a sincere smile.

Druid Azuros, Cultured Lizardlet says to Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant, "I thought you were a
pheasant for a moment."

"I'm sorry!" Azuros says with a blush.

You notice Azuros's eyelids are beginning to droop.

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

Ryuke, riding a stormy grey dog, arrives from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

Melodie nods her head emphatically.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Lucine says to Azuros in a soft voice, "How are you doing?"

Azuros beams broadly.

Druid Azuros, Cultured Lizardlet says, "Quite fine in fact."

Ellodin steps forward before pivoting to face everybody as best he can.

Lucine smiles and says in a soft voice, "It's been awhile!"

Azuros nods his head emphatically.

Ellodin claps his hands together.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "Quiet down, now."

Firmly closing his lips, Azuros pinches his index finger and thumb together at the corner, turning
them like a key in a lock.

Challowyne carefully lowers the hood on a dramatic black cloak.

Challowyne carefully raises the hood on a dramatic black cloak.

Challowyne dances about in utter glee.

Ellodin says drily in a well-enunciated voice, "And stop shifting around so damn much."

Ellodin nods slightly towards Melodie.

Melodie's eyes gleam with generosity.

Aerek's eyes gleam with generosity.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant leers lasciviously at Ariettie.

Valaria sits down.

Kross peers at Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant unscrupulously.

Ariettie clenches her teeth and forces a smile.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

The quiet whisper of swishing skirts follows Melodie as she floats down the aisle created between
the parted crowd, her gaze focused solely on Aerek. As she completes her journey, she turns briefly
to give a dainty bouquet of winter berries carefully to Aeryllin before taking her place next to her
betrothed.

Lucine's eyes gleam with generosity.

Lucine gives a large wine goblet to Ephram.

Lucine rubs her hands together greedily.

Aeryllin smiles softly.

Ellodin smiles faintly, nodding approvingly before glancing briefly towards Aerek.

Azuros's eyes repeatedly shut as he tries to stay awake.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Lucine raises a drinking horn to her lips and takes a gulp. Her nose reddens as her eyes water, then
widen appreciatively.

Ephram drains the last dregs of red wine from his container.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "Today, this 21st of Daedalan on the six hundred and sixty-
fifth year after the fall of the greatest mortal empire we have known, these two, Aerek Ancyrion and
Melodie Le'Murzen, have elected to enter the bonds of marriage."

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

The smell of sulphur and offal increases in the air, the stench beginning to become intolerable.

The first faint feelings of exhaustion prick at your consciousness.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Ephram ponders the situation.

Aeryllin creases her brow in a frown.

Haligan carefully lowers the hood on a hooded cloak of tattered crimson.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "For many, the betrothal period is but a formality, but let
it go unquestioned that, with a full forty-four years after Melodie's hand was promised to Aerek,
these marriage vows will carry great weight."

Wessux is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to
Achaea.

The body of Blade Savant Wessux, Squire of Mhaldor appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

Lucine holds up the sleeve of her wrist to her mouth.

Saeva closes her eyes with a serene expression as she listens.

Wessux touches a mindseye tattoo.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "As duty would dictate, please speak your vows, Aerek
Ancyrion."

Aerek nods his head at Ellodin, showing his acceptance.

Ellodin bows his head slightly as he listens to Aerek.

Challowyne repeats '44 years' quietly.

Iakimen nods his head at Challowyne, showing his acceptance.

Azuros's eyes repeatedly shut as he tries to stay awake.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "It's true enough, 44 years has been quite the time. One might
note our engagement has lasted longer than some marriages."

Aerek gives a wry smile, his stormy blue eyes twinkling.

Melodie snorts in amusement.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "And so I think there is likely little I could say today that
the good Lady does not already know to her core, but it is, at last, good to speak them aloud for
the world to hear."

Aerek clears his throat.

Serana sighs and slumps slightly.

Serana lowers her head and mumbles to herself.

Several distant claps of deafening thunder shake the ground, the cups and plates rattling noisily.

Challowyne blinks.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "There are few words that I can say, that capture in their prose,
 the many things I feel this day that I need her to know."

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "She's waited far too long to hear the words that I speak now,
and so with no more delay, I finally make these vows."

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "I vow devotion everlasting, Wherever she may lead. I am her
fortress, I am her bastion, if ever she is in need."

Melodie smiles and tilts her head, listening.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

A single rivulet of blood descends from Melodie's nose, halting just above her lip.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "I vow kindness and to eschew contest, even when I'm right. For she is the dawn that breaks my darkness, banishing the night."

Cree blinks.

Aerek nearly conceals a small smile.

The corners of Challowyne's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "I vow eternal faith and fervour, in sickness and in health, for
in her I have all I could wish for, in poverty or in wealth."

Valaria blinks.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "And I vow to hold dear all the moments measured by our bated breaths, for she is more precious than all the treasures Of the wine-dark depths."

Aerek proudly shows off a pearl-inlaid wedding ring:
Nacreous mother-of-pearl has been inlaid around the band of this delicate platinum ring, glistening
iridescent when the light strikes it. Elegant in its simplicity, the ring is otherwise unadorned
save for an inscription that spirals around the inside.
Engraved on it are the words:

For she is more precious
Than all the treasures
Of the wine-dark depths

"Oooooooooh!" Challowyne says, eyes wide with wonder.

Aeryllin beams broadly at Aerek.

Azuros smiles softly.

Cree smiles softly at Aerek.

Throwing back his head, Azuros screams agonisingly.

Aerek gives a pearl-inlaid wedding ring to Melodie.

Challowyne peers at Azuros unscrupulously.

Melodie smiles softly.

Ellodin removes a blue silk handkerchief with tribal embroidery.

Ellodin's eyes gleam with generosity.

Throwing back his head, Ryuke screams agonisingly.

Valaria whispers to Azuros 'is it possible to fit that many characters in a single ring?'

Ellodin removes a blue handkerchief embroidered with a white tiger.

Valaria flashes Lucine a joyous smile.

Ellodin silently hands Melodie a blue handkerchief embroidered with a white tiger, pointing to his
nose briefly before addressing the audience.

Saeva watches with a quiet, thin lipped smile.

Lucine grins mischievously at Valaria.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Ellodin says softly in a well-enunciated voice, "Solemn vows artfully delivered. And yours, Melodie
Le'Murzen?"

Melodie frowns at the handkerchief, but shrugging her shoulders she dabs delicately at her nose. She quickly stuffs it away as she hears her name.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Thin red lines appear within the white's of Melodie's eyes, slowly multiplying until almost none of
the lightness remains.

Melodie turns momentarily towards the crowd, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

The first faint feelings of exhaustion prick at your consciousness.
Azuros's eyes repeatedly shut as he tries to stay awake.

Succumbing to utter exhaustion, Azuros falls into a deep sleep.

Azuros opens his eyes and yawns mightily.

Azuros stands up.

Azuros opens the door to the south.

Azuros leaves to the south, his bearing reminiscent of the proud eagle.
The door to the south slams shut.

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "Throughout our lives as mortals, we meet all sorts of
people who touch or shape our lives in some manner, from the near insigniciant to the everlasting
change. Some people are gifted in that they influence the lives of all they meet, whether
purposefully or not, leaving an impression of themselves that is seen and felt by all."

Ephram growls and hisses loudly, foam forming at the corners of his mouth.

"Ummmm," Ephram says uncertainly.

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "Few of those sorts of individuals exist, and fewer
still have I had the privilage of knowing. To have such a person not only in my life, but as a
permanant fixture - first as a friend, then my bloodsworn, and now my heart - is a blessing beyond
what most could ever experience in a lifetime, for it takes a lifetime to understand all that they
are to you."

The door leading south is opened from the other side.

With the proud bearing of an eagle, Azuros enters from the south.
The door to the south slams shut.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant burps obscenely.

Valaria peers at Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant unscrupulously.

Melodie refocuses her attention to Aerek, speaking with warmth and confidence.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

You see the following people here:
Dracemir, Cree, Aerek, Wessux, Azuros, Serana, Ellodin, Ariettie, Ryuke, Lucine, Cynders, Aeryllin,
Kross, Lilian, Challowyne, Melodie, Saeva, Haligan, Ephram, Iakimen, Valaria, Salindera

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "We've both had our share of trials and
tribulations, dear Sir, but instead of becoming resentful, bitter people, we became something more.
We've known each other nearly all our lives, yet still a shift in our existances was felt between us
when we suddenly saw the world through each other's eyes."

You aren't wielding anything in either hand.

Melodie gently enfolds her hands within Aerek's, lifting them to chest height as she continues.

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "We started out stumbling and uncertain,
neither of us truly knowing if love was something either of us could ever feel again."

The body of Druidess Yae Dawyn appears in a flash and her soul descends to fill it, causing the
previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

Yae touches a mindseye tattoo.

Kross smirks.

Kross nods silently.

Melodie laughingly says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "Both of us had always been
devoted to duty and little else. But I knew the day that you demanded... demanded, can you imagine!"

Aerek's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "... but yes, demanded of me to let go of
logic and help each other embrace the softer side of life, I suddenly knew from that moment that I
had found a life partner."

Melodie smiles and says with a flowing, cultured accent, "And I didn't intend on ever letting go."

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "You stood by me through a devastating
divorce. You stood by me through not one, but two excommunications. Even as my life and surroundings changed radically around me, you held strong, and our love endured. Instead of castigating my flaws, you took them as endearments, and made them into something special and unique."

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Serana sighs and slumps slightly.

Serana lowers her head and mumbles to herself.

Melodie says to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "When I was weak, you lifted me up and shared your strength. If I was burdened, you shared the load with me. When all was dark, you lit a candle to guide me. You took everything I was and am, you accepted me, and most of all, you made me better than I could have ever dreamed of."

Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant begins to twitch in place spasmodically.

Ephram growls viciously.

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "As we speak the vows for two to become one in our
last meaningful way possible, I can only hope our lives can remain together through the next series
of radical changes to come."

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Saeva's fingers twitch anxiously.

Melodie clears her throat briefly as her voice becomes tinged with heartfelt meaning.

Melodie says solemnly to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "I promise to love you and cherish
you always, through everything that may befall us in the years to come, even if wrought by our own
hands."

Lucine whispers to Ephram in a soft voice, "Radical changes to come?"

Ephram shrugs helplessly at Lucine.

Aerek flashes Melodie a joyous smile.

Challowyne tilts her head curiously.

A voice hisses in your ear, "Lies!"

Ephram puts a large wine goblet into a wyvernskin pack.

Melodie says solemnly to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "I promise to offer shelter within
my arms, to support you now and forever, no matter our differences in duties, beliefs, or
citizenship."

Ephram takes a long draught of red wine.

Valaria blinks.

Lucine raises a drinking horn to her lips and takes a gulp. Her nose reddens as her eyes water, then
widen appreciatively.

Melodie says solemnly to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "I promise to always give you my
honesty, even when truth is more of a burden than a joy."

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Melodie says solemnly to Aerek with a flowing, cultured accent, "I promise to guard and protect our
family, whether in blood or familiarity, for within our children we find pieces of ourselves,
something to be nurtured and taught so they may grow into thier own."

Melodie squeezes Aerek's hands before finally releasing them, nodding once to Ellodin.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Yae ponders the situation.

Ellodin tilts his head slightly, looking at Melodie quizzically.

Valaria stands up.

Valaria easily vaults onto the back of a giant eagle.

Iakimen takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.

Melodie begins digging about her pockets for something.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says to Melodie, "This is what the maid of honor's for, dear."

Aerek gives a wry smile, his stormy blue eyes twinkling.

Iakimen's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Ephram takes a long draught of red wine.

Valaria's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "You hush!"

Azuros smirks.

Melodie takes a bag of stasis from a frosted azure pouch.

Haligan's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Melodie takes an onyx-inlaid wedding ring from a bag of stasis.

"Right!" says Melodie, agreeing with the cosmos.

Aeryllin's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Melodie proudly shows off an onyx-inlaid wedding ring:
Jet-black onyx has been inlaid into this handsome platinum ring, gleaming with a glossy lustre as it
circles around the band. Spartan in design, the ring is otherwise unadorned save for a rune
resembling an unbroken chain, etched on the inside of the band.


Lilian eats an echinacea root.

Challowyne says with a vaguely foreign accent, "Very nice."

Cree twitches spasmodically.

A look of extreme focus crosses the face of Cree.

Cree drops to one knee.

Cree stands up.

The body of Blade Savant Wessux, Squire of Mhaldor appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

Wessux is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, his soul safe until he returns to
Achaea.

Cree says, "Hmm."

The body of Blade Savant Wessux, Squire of Mhaldor appears in a flash and his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

Ariettie peers about herself unscrupulously.

Melodie carefully slips the ring to Aerek.

Wessux touches a mindseye tattoo.

Melodie gives a pearl-inlaid wedding ring to Aerek.

Melodie gives an onyx-inlaid wedding ring to Aerek.

Cree says, "Weakness."

Melodie clears her throat.

Cree coughs softly.

Cree says, "Um."

Aerek's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Valaria's eyes sparkle with amusement.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Dracemir says with a fading Mhaldorian accent, "Weakness must be."

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says, "Just nerves, dear, just nerves."

Aerek gives a pearl-inlaid wedding ring to Melodie.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Ryuke.

Ryuke takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Dracemir raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Chronicler Ephram Sparrow says, "Eliminated."

Saeva smiles softly.

Kross peers at Ephram unscrupulously.

Cynders's eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Aerek creases his brow in a frown.

Aeryllin squints suspiciously at her surroundings.

Cleric Saeva Aristata says, "Amen."

"Ummmm," Ephram says uncertainly.

Lilian takes a quillblade rapier from a bag of stasis.

Cynders nods her head affirmatively.

Kross scoffs arrogantly at Saeva.

Kross says in a resounding voice, "Must be eliminated in all its forms."

Cree looks about with concern.

Lilian begins to wield a quillblade rapier in her left hand.

Kross coughs softly.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "Quiet down, quiet down."

Saeva nods her head at Kross.

Ariettie blinks incredulously at Kross.

A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Lucine.

Lilian says in a soft-spoken voice, "The body."

A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Ephram.

A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Dracemir.

Kross raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Challowyne says with a vaguely foreign accent, "I have heard that every culture says love makes one insane, but nothing about it being weakness. It takes strength to love."

Aeryllin says quietly in a mellifluous voice, "Something is wrong."

You are now wearing a crocodile skin wrist sheath.

A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Challowyne.

Lilian nods her head at Aeryllin.

A nearly invisible magical shield forms around Serana.

Azuros is surrounded by a shining corona of blinding light and the shimmering image of the
Nightingale momentarily overlaps him.

Azuros begins to weave a melody of magical, heart-rending beauty, and a barrier of prismatic light
surrounds him.

Cree says, "Very wrong."

Ellodin purses his lips, his expression remaining stoic otherwise.

Ariettie whispers to Aeryllin in a muted, dulcet voice, "What was your first hint?"

A small jet of flame escapes harmlessly from Challowyne's mouth.

Ellodin says in a well-enunciated voice, "At any rate, let us make this official."

Challowyne is surrounded by a shining corona of blinding light and the shimmering image of the
Nightingale momentarily overlaps her.

Challowyne takes a drink from an oaken vial.

Challowyne begins to weave a melody of magical, heart-rending beauty, and a barrier of prismatic
light surrounds her.

Druid Azuros, Cultured Lizardlet says, "The body must be made."

The corners of Ellodin's eyes crinkle as he smiles.

Chronicler Ephram Sparrow says, "I'm not sure that's the best idea, Ellodin."

Iakimen takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch asks, "Yes, indeed. Shieldlord, if we might enlist your aide?"

Iakimen opens the door to the south.

(Chroniclers): Roselie says, "Greetings Outriders!"

Lilian raises her hand in greeting and says "Hi!"

Iakimen nods his head at Yae.

Sir Aerek Ancyrion, Polemarch says to Lilian, "Quickly, if the goings-on are any indication."

Lilian solemnly asks, "Do you, Aerek and Melodie, each vow to take the other's hand and bind it to
yours in matrimony?"

Melodie joyfully agrees to bind her hand to Aerek's in matrimony.

Aerek joyfully agrees to bind his hand to Melodie's in matrimony.
The melodious chiming of wedding bells rings out, celebrating the marriage of Aerek and Melodie.

Iakimen claps his hands together merrily.

You yawn suddenly and mightily.
Azuros yawns suddenly and mightily.

Challowyne's prismatic barrier dissolves into nothing.
Challowyne cheers wildly!

Valaria claps her hands together merrily.

(Chroniclers): Seara says, "Greetings Roselie."

Cynders's eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Valaria cheers wildly!

Challowyne begins to weave a melody of magical, heart-rending beauty, and a barrier of prismatic
light surrounds her.

A great weight seems to have been lifted from Iakimen.

Iakimen takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on his body.

Iakimen says in a coarse, nonchalant voice, "Congratulations, Aerek and Melodie."

Aerek puts on an onyx-inlaid wedding ring.

Dracemir claps his hands together merrily.

Iakimen beams broadly.

The roaring inferno engulfs you as you fight to find a way out.
Aerek has been slain by misadventure.

//(everyone in the room applies mending)

Dracemir takes a drink from an oaken vial.

Azuros's prismatic barrier dissolves into nothing.

Serana takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on her body.

Serana takes a drink from a black-walnut vial.

Saeva closes the door leading south.


Azuros begins to weave a melody of magical, heart-rending beauty, and a barrier of prismatic light
surrounds him.

Azuros's prismatic barrier dissolves into nothing.

Saeva gently affixes a mushroom sigil to a key-shaped sigil, and upon contact, both are destroyed in a magical explosion that leaves Saeva bleeding and hurt.

Saeva takes a drink from a cherry wood vial.

Saeva eats a potash crystal.

Melodie puts on a pearl-inlaid wedding ring.

Saeva opens the door to the east.

Saeva leaves to the east.

You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.

The roaring inferno engulfs you as you fight to find a way out.

//(more applying, sipping)

Iakimen looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Haligan cheers wildly!

(Cyrene): Czanthria says, "Aerek's corpse is being held by someone."

Kross cackles hellishly.

Azuros opens the door to the south.

Azuros flits out to the south.

Cree says, "Congratulations to you both!"

I don't see the container here from which you wish to apply some fluid.

Valaria takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on her body.

You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.

The roaring inferno engulfs you as you fight to find a way out.

//(yet more salve applying)

Challowyne, Lilian, Ryuke, and Yae leave, following Iakimen to the south.

Valaria takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on her body.

A shimmering curseward appears around Valaria.

Focusing inward, you purge your body of afflictions.
The raging fire about your skin goes out. (11.364s)

Haligan's eyes glaze, and he wanders off.
Melodie's eyes glaze, and she wanders off.
Ariettie leaves, following Kross to the east.
Aeryllin's eyes glaze, and she wanders off.
Cynders's eyes glaze, and she wanders off.
Barely stirring his surroundings, a striped tiger stalks away to the east.
Cree's eyes glaze, and she wanders off.
Lucine leaves, following Ephram to the east.
Your eyes glaze, and you wander off.
Western courtyard hall (indoors).
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular
monolith is on the ground. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil. A Baalzadeen demon towers
over you, filling you with dread. There are 2 wicked-looking daeggers here. A stubborn mule wanders
about here, nosing at the ground. A fierce tiger prowls restlessly nearby.  Senator Aeryllin
Ancyrion, the Alabaster Avatar of Art is here. Shieldwarden Kenway Straidhan is here. He wields an
ornate steel rapier in each hand. Chronicler Ephram Sparrow is here, sleeping soundly. Cleric Saeva Aristata is here. She wields a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in her right hand. Lord Marshal Hasar Lichlord is here. He wields a sinister staff with a strange orb in his left hand and a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in his right. Seeker Lucine Longshanks is here, sleeping soundly. She wields a spiraling wooden quarterstaff topped with a carved amaryllis in her left hand. Lady Ariettie Jinx, Voice of Neraeos is here. She wields a sea glass shield framed with bronze in her right hand. Cree is here. Archdragon Kross Da'Navi is here, sleeping soundly. Haligan, Ward of Nature is here, sleeping soundly. He wields a wyvern-etched druidic quarterstaff in both hands. Deacon Ayoxele, the Cunning is here. He wields a cavalry shield marred with char marks in his right hand. Melodie Le'Murzen, Ephebe of Neraeos is here. The Blue Dragon Xer's imposing form looms. Droch Cynders is here. She wields a bard's harp in her right hand. Daemonic Cleric Chiam Nithilar, Unholy Champion is here. He wields a blackened cavalry shield with ivory accents in his right hand.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, and west (open door).
Serana wanders in, eyes glazed.
Serana's eyes uncloud as a wunjo rune heals her blindness.
Serana's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune.
Serana's eyes close suddenly as she falls asleep.
Dracemir wanders in, eyes glazed.
Dracemir's eyes uncloud as a wunjo rune heals his blindness.
Dracemir's attention is grabbed and held by a nairat rune.
Dracemir's eyes close suddenly as he falls asleep.
Wessux wanders in, eyes glazed.

//(I cut out the slaughter, basically lots of holocaust bombs go off, everyone dies. There were a few interesting says at the cave when i came about, so that's where these next few things take place. The rest is yells from various people)

Ellodin says in a quiet but clear voice, "Melodie has turned traitor."

Cree says, "What?"

Aeryllin says in a mellifluous voice, "What?"

Cree says, "What are you saying?"

Ellodin says in a quiet but clear voice, "I'm saying the truth."

Cree says, "Explain?"

Cree says, "Gone traitor."

Ellodin says in a quiet but clear voice, "It would appear, from all of the proceedings, that that
was planned."

//(Melodie comes back to life)

Aeryllin says in a mellifluous voice, "Mother?"

Cree says, "Melodie?"

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "It's for the best."

Melodie says with a flowing, cultured accent, "Duanathar."

Melodie leaves to the northwest.

A male voice with the impressiveness of Caymus echoes, "Was that the plan, always, my erstwhile
bride? Was that the reason for the delays, the surprise?"

A female voice resonates with the power of Queen Catarin herself, "She's broken every other oath
she's ever sworn. Did you think her oath to you would be any different?"

Zure, the Windspeaker shouts, "A slave knows not the true meaning of oaths, whether Nerai or
Mhaldorian."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning shouts, "How many threads of her life can one woman cut before she is nothing but broken."

A female voice resonates with the power of Queen Catarin herself, "To be built anew, to construct a
stronger place then the old, the foundations must be torn down. To the very bedrock."

A female voice with the intensity of Maya echoes, "She accepts change, Crone. You ought be glad for her, not chiding."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning shouts, "Only helpful of the land were not already salted, and soured
till the end of times. Nothing good comes from joining the fog."

A male voice with the impressiveness of Caymus echoes, "So it's clear. March West then, follow your lost daughter, I'll have none of it. Perhaps when you realize your blindness, you might bring her
back home with you. I stood by you through all the trials heaped upon you, but I'll not follow into
that pitch night."

The crackle of lightning accompanies Sir Morthif Aristata, Caefir Proselyte's voice as he shouts,
"Fastest divorce ever?"

A male voice with the impressiveness of Caymus echoes, "You have broken a man, Melodie Le'Murzen, but a Knight's vows are stronger than the man. I remain constant, in hopes you will come to your senses."

A male voice resonates with the clarity of Severian himself, "Engaged for forty-four years, married
for forty-four minutes."

A female voice resonates with the power of Queen Catarin herself, "She doesn't have any. Don't hold your breath."

Zure, the Windspeaker shouts, "Perhaps if you had bought some shackles for the bedchamber, she'd not have sought them elsewhere! Alas, hindsight."

The crackle of lightning accompanies Taraus Bravi'os's voice as she shouts, "I have some I can loan. Gonna need 'em back, though."

A female voice resonates with the power of Queen Catarin herself, "It is a shame, husband, that you
will not follow me home. We've been through so much together, and I had hoped my showing of
affection would bring you with me. Alas."