"The PAssing Of Gaia"

"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 13)
                                 EPILOGUE

The Passing of the Torch to Demeter

EVENTS NEWS #81
Date: 9/7/2002 at 18:27
From: Anonymous
To  : Everyone
Subj: Demeter, the Green Lady

After the demise of the EarthMother, the forests were held in a
precarious balance. The nine spirits of Nature brought forth from
themselves a nature spirit which guarded the forests from harm. Urania,
the spirit of the Darkenwood, warned that the spirit would not last
forever, and it seemed that she was right.

On a day that seemed to shake the very fabric of the world, the three
remaining monoliths in the abandoned Temple of Gaia crumbled to pieces.
Druids and Sentinels alike, most notably the Druidess Catlynne, received
visions of a tangled wood and intense pain. A light appeared above the
Aureliana and the Druid Eldren discovered a pathway into a new forest
called the Aerinewild.

Jallah, the eldest Druid, spoke of a rare coriandar flower and Vixen,
the Wilderness Guide, of a mortar and pestle. The Sentinel Tranox
discovered both of these items, and they were taken to the Druid Ranthal
who ground them into a paste. It remained to be seen what the purpose of
the paste was.
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May our Blessed and Beloved Mother Gaia rest in peace
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This book was originally scribed by Conor Mc'Eryn between the dates of
Scarlatan 24th, 371 AF and Ero 11th, 371AF.

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                           Preface

Many of you have asked for details and memories about the passing of
Mother Gaia. As time goes by, our memories grow dim and details fade. In
order to preserve for you and for all posterity, the events surrounding
the loss of Gaia, I have gathered a compilation of news posts that were
written at the time in question.

Conor, formerly of the Order of Nature (-2 Mana)
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PUBLIC NEWS #9716
Date: 5/8/2002 at 20:15
From: Gaia, the Earthmother
To  : Everyone
Subj: Me

Unfortunately, it has become clear to Me that I am doing more harm to
the forests than good. Somehow I have managed to alienate the Sentinels,
the Druids, and Oakstone. I don't know how or why, and I am sorry for
it. It breaks My heart to see the protectors of the forests at odds with
each other, and to know that it is at least partially My fault.

Therefore, I will do what I must. I will give Myself up to the forests,
and disperse My essence into it. This symbolic sacrifice will, I hope,
remind many of you what loving the forests is all about. Goodbye,
perhaps forever, and remember that it is not I that is important anyway,
but Nature.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Valnuary, in the year 305 AF. (+22 Mana)
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EVENTS NEWS #64
Date: 5/15/2002 at 1:25
From: Anonymous
To  : Everyone
Subj: the final passing of Gaia

As all know by now, Gaia gave up her coherent consciousness for the good
of the forests, merging her spirit with them as an example to the
fueding forest folk. Shortly thereafter, however, the forests began to
decay and grow diseased. Nine spirits soon appeared, appearing
distressed and upset by the increasing problems the forests faced. Rooms
began to become so diseased that groves wouldn't function, and the
plantlife died completely. The forest animals began to show signs of
problems, with rabid bunnies roaming about, and many other animals
visibly disturbed.

Even more alarming, the forests themselves began, in their delirium, to
attack all those who spent too long in them. Something had to be done,
but what wasn't clear. The nine spirits: Clio of the Western Ithmia,
Thalia of the Northern Ithmia, Erato of the Eastern Ithmia, Polyhymnia
of the Ulangi forest, Euterpe of the Northreach, Urania of the
Darkenwood, Terpsichore of the Aalen, Melpomene of the Black Forest, and
Calliope of the Aureliana knew only that their power was not sufficient
without the Mother, and that they must have assistance before the
quickly-decaying forests died completely.

After an extended Dreaming was held, it was determined that the path the
forest folk must take was to discover healing concoctions that could be
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used to assist the forest spirits. By giving them a helping hand with
these concoctions, the forests were able to be slowly healed, until at
last, only the Northern Ithmia remained. Upon finally curing that, the
nine spirits gathered at that symbol of the forest, the Gaian Tree,
along with a horde of concerned forest folk. Although there was initial
jubilation, Urania, the spirit of the Darkenwood, matter-of-factly
informed everyone present that while the forests were temporarily safe,
the spirits could not maintain their health against any future threat,
and were unable to provide the energy necessary for the forest to defend
itself and its protectors from invaders.

Urania went on to explain that perhaps the only solution would be take
the last bit of essence of the now-deceased Gaia from the Gaian Tree
itself, and, infusing her and her eight sisters with it, the Tree and
the sisters would create a new Nature spirit. With the assistance of the
present forest lovers, the Nine were able to coax the understandably
reluctant Gaian Tree to release the essence, though in doing so, it
ceased to be the Gaian Tree, and became the Great Oak.

What we know now is that a new Spirit of Nature exists, but that it will
not be able to protect the forests forever. Not a God, yet more than a
mortal, it will preserve Nature for now, but eventually, its stewardship
will end. All those who love Nature can only hope that before that
eventual event takes place, a new Power will arise who can grant the
forests and indeed, Nature itself, a more permanent protection.

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Triak tells you, "Man we go the overseer of ashtan on the line here."
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OAKSTONE NEWS #1093
Date: 5/10/2002 at 21:12
From: Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard
Arrane
To  : Everyone
Subj: Joint Findings of current events

here is everything folks. This is what the Sents, Druids, Oakstone, and
the Fianna have located. IF ANYTHING happens and I mean ANYTHING- MSG me
with everything that occures


Gaia fades and spreads her essence
Rabbid Bunnies in the woods, people finding them everywhere
Fires break out in every forest

Grove / Forest Happenings-
Blood begins to seep from the barks of the trees.
Green leaves among the branches suddenly turn black and crumble to a
fine powder.
A foul, stale wind echoes through the leaves of the forest, whispering
papery sighs of sadness.
The scents of the forests suddenly turn a foully rotten, the stench of
decay and decomposition.

The monoliths in Gaian Temple-
a strong wind whips through the grove. whirling around the stone
monloliths, the surfaces of which become sand are blown away by the
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winds angry gale

Several Books in the Shallam Church went blank.
Due to age, they were brought from the past and time finally caught up

The Death of Esos
Esos, the Spirit of the Willow, begins to gasp and pant for breath.
Grasping his small hands to his breast, he makes a pitiful mewling
noise.
Blood begins to drip from the nose of Esos, soon followed by trails of
blood down from his eyes and ears. He opens his mouth but nothing comes
out.

Esos, the Spirit of the Willow, collapses to the ground, eyes rolling up
into his head and lips flecked with white foam.
Esos, the Spirit of the Willow lies here, his broken corpse absent of
life.

The Gaian Temple animals fading and Dying.

The Goddess of Dreams informed us that all is not calm in the DW.

Located more evil bunnies in DW, A Arachnoi was located- Burnt to Death.

Please- this is EXACTLY what was reported to me, if you find anything
new it is important that we find out.

Silvy
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OAKSTONE NEWS #1097
Date: 5/11/2002 at 8:06
From: Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard
Arrane
To  : Everyone
Subj: Update of current events.

----WARNING LONG POST-----

Gaia has passed. Her spirit is no more as well as her energy it has gone
into the land and released the spirits of the Forest.
Each forest has a spirit- Ulangi, NR, DW, NI, WI, Aureliana, Black,
Aalen, and EI

This is everything we have. The work of the Fianna, Druids, Sents, and
Oakstone. I wanna thank everyone for all the help.

The passing of Gaia-
The forests of the land begin to stir in disquiet.
Momentary light emanates from the center of the Western Ithmia.
A mournful cry rises up from the forests as the last whisps of Gaia slip
into oblivion, working to keep her beloved arboreal domains whole.


Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi
While the outer edges of Polyhymnia's body are of the transparent shade
of the spirit, the rest of her is a swirl of vivid colors. Her garb is a
gown of large blossoms and broad leaves, possessing vibrant hues of
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emerald, azure, and magenta. Her hair is dark and fluttering in some
unseen wind, but her almond-shaped eyes are a lighter color, that of
placid lavender. The exotic scent that wafts from her, that of
wildflowers and fragrant grasses, makes it clear that she is the forest
spirit of Ulangi's forests.

Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach
A dark, swirling cloud surrounds Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach. She
constantly rakes her fingers across her pale cheeks, leaving white score
-marks in the ghostly skin as she laughs darkly. The dichotomy of her
birth shows through as she babbles quietly to herself in two different
tones. Despite her unbalanced and intimidating appearance, she radiates
an aura of security, as though to succumb to her embrace would make you
safe forevermore.

A flurry of dark motes fly in from the south, suddenly coalescing into
Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach.
A cold wind moves through the trees, rustleing the needles of the
ancient pines.
A shudder goes through the nearby trees as a whistling gale sets their
needles astir and limbs arustling.

Urania, spirit of the Darken wood
Urania floats here before you. Her eyes glow like old embers from within
the shadowy shrouds with which she is wound about. Perpetual tears
stream down her withered cheeks as she utters wrenching sighs amid her
constant mumbling. A deep aura of profound sadness and unspeakable age
surrounds her and her form seems to swallow what little light there is
here. You smell the scent of the grave and leaf-mould emanating from her
in waves. Bitter cold radiates from her.
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Thalia, spirit of the North Ithmia
A transparent visage and ethereal form identify this feminine creature
as a spirit. Her limbs are pale and translucent around the edges, yet
her face and central form are more clearly defined. The more substantial
areas of Thalia's skin seem to have a grey, ashen tint, complimented by
the dark waves of hair that tumble around her face. Ebon eyes are deep
and luminous, occasionally sparkling like twin chips of obsidian and
infused with the same ancient, brooding essence of the Northern Ithmia
itself. Broad leaves of a deep, dark green cover her form, and vines
curl up her otherwise bare arms.

A cold wind moves through the trees, causing their ancient trunks to
groan.
The soaring birdcall, always present in the background, suddenly
disappears for a moment, leaving a hushed void in its place.


Clio, spirit of the West Ithmia
The plae, transparent limbs of Clio seem at odds with her darker, tanned
face that speaks of a love of sunshine. Her eyes are bright and
sparkling, cast in the shade of a summer sky, whiler her long hair is
the brown of an oak tree. An array opf flowers adorn it, among them
lobelia and other blossons native to the Western Ithmia. Even her green
shift is reminiscent of dryad garb, clearly.


Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana
The edges of Calliope's ghost-like form are naturally translucent, but
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this paleness carries over even to her more existential parts, giving
her a cool, fair-skinned look. Her hair is also of a lighter shade, with
fine strands of gold falling down her back. Emerald eyes have a serious
look, one of beauty and purity that seems to speak of the Aureliana
forest. An aura of serenity surrounds her, so palpable even the deer do
not shy from her touch.

A soft breeze catches the nearby flowers, and their blossoms bend
downwards, drooping in morning and bowing their heads.

Melpomene, spirit of the Black forest
She stands wreathed in a showdowy arua shimmering with streaks of gold
and ailver light like sunlight through ancient trees her tall figure
appears to be robed in boughs of pine and fir and she wears a crown of
granite upon her head. upon her breast is a medallion sporting the image
of an owls eye.

Rain suddenly falls heavily in the Black Forest, huge hot drops of water
that taste salty on your lips.


Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest
Terpsichore stands here with a shimmering reddish-golden light playing
about her. Her skin is of the ruddy colour of the redwoods that she
loves so much. She wears a crown of ferns, woven with tiny forest
flowers, but she disdains clothing. Ferns wreathe her wrists, like
delicate bracelets. Her long red hair is strewn with bits of herbs. She
delights in dancing beneath the trees to the music of the birds, while
the forest creatures gaze upon her in rapt awe.

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A mournful song of the Aalen drifts throughout the forest, the sounds of
lament.
Something has agitated the insects which rustle in the grasses underfoot
in a flurry of activity.

Erato, Spirit of the Eastern Ithmia
A wraith-like figure swathed in a billowing mist, Erato, spirit of the
Eastern Ithmia floats lightly here, a slight smile on her face. Her
ghostly hair flows around her as though blown by a gentle forest breeze
and her face is dappled as though struck by shafts of light shining
through moving foliage.

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "The forests must be saved! I
know there's a way...we have to find it."

A forlorn squirrel pauses and gazes at you with tears in its eyes,
before scampering up a tree.
An unnaturally hot wind sweeps through Eastern Ithmia, bathing you in
sweat.
The chirping of the birds suddenly increases to a shrill cacophony of
chattering, sounding discordant and frightening.


Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I am incomplete.
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Without the Mother, we are
bereft."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Do you not understand?"
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Perhaps it is yearning hope
that will never manifest"
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "There is no more wholeness,
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no more unity."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Fragments, we are fragments."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "As we are fragmented, soon
even our wards will fragment."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "My Ithmia of the East shall
soon reflect me, soon shall die as I die of grief."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Why not? What is the point?"
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I am alone, without my
brethren."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Bereft."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Alone."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "My will to live wanes."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Remember Ithmia of the East
when she is gone. Do that for me."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "How can you heal an ailment
of the heart?"
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia gives a pained sigh. Erato, spirit
of the Eastern Ithmia says, "You don't understand, we were more then a
bond, more than sisters. Without the Mother, we are fragments."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "But fragments."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Can you?"
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia's eyes raise to the heavens as a
look of hope flashes across her face. Erato, spirit of the Eastern
Ithmia says, "If I leave, neither I nor my ward will exist."

The forest around the cairn settles down as the magic of nature rest.

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Even if we could talk, it
would not be enough."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "You do not understand."
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Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "My heart is so heavy."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Surely I will die."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "We were one."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Nature was one."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I have as long as my heart
can stand this aloneness."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Your love is all that keeps
me here."

The setting Moon glows blood red over the western forests.

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "But even so, I cannot stand
this aloneness."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Death is not the answer.
Please no death."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "My sight is clouded with
grief."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Without Mother we are lost.
We are the lost children."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I do not understand what you
say."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Perhaps it is best to leave
me to my grief."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "We cannot leave our wards."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I am the heart and I am
breaking."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "We are the hearts now, I
suppose."
Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "We were outside of time. Now
we know the toils of mortality."
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 Thanks for sticking with this. LOOOOONG POST, sorry.  Silvy

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Phaestian, in the year 305 AF.
Emett has been slain by the might of Tsellias the Tsol'aa alchemist.
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OAKSTONE NEWS #1098
Date: 5/11/2002 at 10:04
From: Hope of Nature, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair
To  : Everyone
Subj: My conversation with Urania

-This is a long post. A very long post.-

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "What do you care."
You say, "I care because it pains me to see the forest this way."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood laughs bitterly.
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Then poke out your eyes so
you cannot see."
You murmur softly to yourself.
You say, "You've more bitterness than the others."
You say, "But this forest holds bitterness."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "So you come to watch me die.
How thoughtful."
You say to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "I would rather you not
die...I would rather this forest not die."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "How can you prevent it?"
Silverwind descends from above.
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "Hello."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Ah, yet another, to watch me
come to my end."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood spits on the ground in disgust.
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says, "We dont want you to end. Never."
You say, "I can only do what the Logos will allow, to bring another to
watch and guard the forests."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "The Mother has abandoned us.
So we are left to this fate."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "How I hate her now."
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "Lady of the Darkenwood. Your Sister on Ulangi said that the
Dryads might be able to help. Do you think that is true?"
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "Dont you long to sleep within her embrace again? to dream the
darkenwood?"
You say to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "How I said those words
when She left..."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Dryads? What do I know of
dryads, they never visit me."
You say, "Dryads never come here, only shadows and apparitions..."
Silverwind gives Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood a peck on the
cheek.
Out of the corner of your eye, the shadows within the Darkenwood appear
to dance in mysterious undulations of joy.
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "Be well Urania."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood creases her brow in a frown.
Silverwind hurls himself head first into the undergrowth and vanishes in
a spark of magic.
Silverwind leaves to the ether, a wyvern reflected in his eyes.
You say, "This forest is twisted. How much of you is Twilight?"
You hear a rustling and turn to see Kaisar emerging from the
undergrowth.
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Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "What does it matter?"
You say, "It matters. This place...to save this place...may require His
intervention."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I shall die as surely as my
sisters."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Then go to Him. What do I
care."
You murmur softly to yourself.
You say, "What hatred we poured into this forest with our actions."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood laughs bitterly.
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "When my death throws come, I
will perhaps at least enjoy what vengeance the Mother has given me to
unleash."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Curse Her."
The Darkenwood Forest comes alive with motes of light that blink in and
out like strange fireflies.

You say, "Hopefully your death throes will never come. But even if they
do, I will accept what vengeance is dealt me."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood cackles hellishly.
Gaian Hunter, Kaisar La'Seir, Guardian of Nature says to Urania, the
Spirit of the Darkenwood, "Mother was never about vengeance."
You say to Kaisar, "That matters little now."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Who cares what She was. She
has left us and damned me."
Gaian Hunter, Kaisar La'Seir, Guardian of Nature says to Urania, the
Spirit of the Darkenwood, "Perhaps you should have a little faith like
your sisters."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "They are fools."
You say to Kaisar, "No, each of the sisters personifies the forest they
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are bound to. There has never been faith here."
You say, "There has never been anything here beyond hate and malice. The
personal battleground for Her and Twilight."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I will greet my destiny with
full fury, I assure you, not like those whimpering sisters of mine."
You say to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "I admire your spirit.
But if the Logos is willing, I will not allow you to die."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood growls menacingly.
You murmur softly to yourself.
You say to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "Although, it seems you
really want to die and unleash your fury on the realms."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "What else is there for me."
You say to Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, "Surely, another like
the Mother could come and bind you with your sisters again, Logos
willing...and lay the issues of this place to rest."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "There can never be another,
you fool!"
Gaian Hunter, Kaisar La'Seir, Guardian of Nature says, "Then perhaps we
can find away to use Mothers disperal of essence to lay you to rest back
within the land."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "You have no clue, do you?
What it means to have her essence laden around us uncontrolled."
Throwing her hands in the air, Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood
tosses her head back and laughs sadistically.
You say, "Enlighten us."
Gaian Hunter, Kaisar La'Seir, Guardian of Nature says to Urania, the
Spirit of the Darkenwood, "We have channeled divine essence into a
single being before we can do it again."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood rubs her hands together as an evil
grin creeps across her face.
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Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "We shall see then. We shall
see."
The Darkenwood Forest comes alive with motes of light that blink in and
out like strange fireflies.
You say, "We are all at the mercy of Sarapis now. Let us hope He is
merciful."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "You think he cares?"
Kaisar ceases to wield a Gaian sickle in his left hand.
Kaisar starts to wield a Druidic quarterstaff in his hands.
Kaisar taps his quarterstaff on the ground and light begins to pour
forth from its tip.
You say, "I think He might. The Druids and the Sentinels comprise a
large portion of the realms...were they all to disappear because there
is no longer a forest to protect...He may be displeased."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood shrugs helplessly.
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Perhaps he expects the
druids and sentinels to find their own answers."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Perhaps we are doomed."
You say, "Perhaps indeed."
You murmur softly to yourself.
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Well I needn't have anyone
watch me die."
The darkness becomes less oppressive and a modicum of warmth reenters
your body, along with the return of your breath, as Urania wafts out,
trailing dark shrouds to the west.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 305 AF.
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 7)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1099
Date: 5/11/2002 at 13:25
From: Child of the Hunt, Dragonseyes Lena
To  : Everyone
Subj: Conversation with Polyhymnia

By me

The sea bordering the forest lands of Ulangi flings itself against the
cliffs angrily, reverberating like thunder. A painful, poignant keening
is heard from deep within the forest reaches.
You say to Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest, "You are not alone."
You say, "We are all with you."
You say, "We care, we understand."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest gives a pained sigh.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Balance gone."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "The Mother is
gone...Forests must be saved."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Forests will die."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "We must rest once more or
my precious forests gone."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Bond severed."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Mother gone."
Tears fill Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest's eyes and begin to
slowly run down her face.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Father try but balance
destroyed."
You say, "Yes, I wish I could help, but I don't know how. What balance?"
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Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Natures balance."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Hopeless."
You say, "Nothing is hopeless."
Tigrayne nods her head in agreement.
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "We will help you if you
can give us an idea how."
The sea bordering the forest lands of Ulangi flings itself against the
cliffs angrily, reverberating like thunder. A painful, poignant keening
is heard from deep within the forest reaches. Polyhymnia, spirit of the
Ulangi forest says, "Half of nature not enough."
You say, "You need a bond, to your fellow spirits? What can we use, to
give you that bond?
You must be bonded to all the spirits?"
You say, "All of Nature?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Nature must be complete."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Half no good."
Tears fill Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest's eyes and begin to
slowly run down her face.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Precious forest will
die."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "No, we won't let that
happen."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "How can we reunite you
with the other half of nature?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Even ocean not right
without Mother."
You say, "Focusing on the forests alone is not enough, much less just
focusing on life.
Nature is all things, are their similiar Spirits in the waters, and
oceans?"
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Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Only know mother to bond
us. half not enough to sleep."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "The keepers of the forest
are all that remains, now with Gaia gone...what can mortals to reforge
that bond?"
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Our own spirits are
meaningless next to the essence of a god."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Unknown. I only know the
Mother to passify."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Maybe someone who is a
mother..."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "How do we know whose
sacrifice will be enough?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Mortal spirits weak."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "So we need many
sacrifices, or we need more than mere mortals?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "People destroy our
spirit."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "So not people, not
mortals."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "The dryad?"
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Vixen?"
Tigrayne shrugs helplessly at you.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "People so eager to kill."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Not kill, I would never
kill a dryad. But can they help us?"
You say, "We are mortal, and weak, but we love Nature, and not all of us
wants to kill, just for the sake of killing."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Should we seek help from
the dryads?"
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Tigrayne strokes Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest's head in
consolation.
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "I think she must be
resting, we've tired her."
You say, "Quite likely, maintaining the forest is a long job."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "So Lupus is not enough,
there must be a sacrifice, it must be feminine, but mortals are too
weak, and too eager to kill. Dryads are immortal, or close to it, but I
suspect that isn't what she meant. Celani are immortal, perhaps we could
talk with one of them."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Cant replace Mother."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "But we cannot let the
forest die."
You say, "We would never want to replace Lady Gaia, but the forests are
important to the Balance of Nature. Without Nature, what are we?"
You say, "Do we have the key to helping you?"
You say, "Or are we too week?"
You give a pained sigh.
You pick up the corpse of a feisty badger.
You ask, "I just killed the badger, does that make me weak, and
worthless?"
Tigrayne gathers you into her arms and softly murmurs, "It's alright."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Selective hunting keeps
the balance, too."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Badger no concern."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Will Lupus be able to help
us find the answers?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Do not know."
You say, "So, it's not the killing of individuals, that is a problem, it
is the love of killing? THe quest for power?"
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Massed herds of does, bucks and fawns stream in panic for the cliffs,
heedless of the danger, falling into the roiling waters below.
"Eek!" Tigrayne shouts in fright.
Tigrayne collapses into your arms and begins to cry.
You stroke Tigrayne's head in consolation.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Nothing known, nothing
right."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "How much time do we have?"
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "No way to know."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Half stuggles to hold
bond."
You say, "Does the other half struggle to release it?"
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "And He needs a feminine
partner to help Him hold it."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan shields Polyhymnia from seeing
the ugly shrine.
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "There must be something we
can do, we who have dedicated our lives to nature. Surely there is some
worth in that."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "It is only a lifetime, but
it is all we have."
You say, "I would give all that I have, if it would help. I love these
forests, all of them."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "If we had eternity to
give, as the gods do, any of us would. But when a poor man gives his
last gold sovereign, there are those who say that is worth more than a
rich man giving a fortune."
Tigrayne nods her head at you.
Tigrayne gives a pained sigh.
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "My life has never felt
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more meaningless than this moment."
You nod your head at Tigrayne.
You say, "Part of our reason for liveing, is slipping, and we have no
understanding of how to fix it, or even how to begin."
You say, "I don't even know of anyway to give my strength to you."
You say, "Weak though it is."
Duque de Angeles del Bosque, Grandue, Druid del Roble del Apremdiz says,
"Figure out anything yet?"
Tigrayne shakes her head.
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Not much, and she seems
too weak to speak much."
Grandue gives Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest a compassionate
hug.
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "The forests must be
saved! I know there's a way ... we have to find it."
You say, "The question is, are we capable, of making the sacrifice that
is required to do it, or is it someone we know."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "Is there anything more you
can tell us, Polyhymnia?"
Duque de Angeles del Bosque, Grandue, Druid del Roble del Apremdiz says,
"Any idea what needs to be done?"
You say, "Rebond Nature."
You say, "With the other Half."
Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "So much unrest... Forests
must be saved."
Duque de Angeles del Bosque, Grandue, Druid del Roble del Apremdiz says,
"This is horrble."
You say, "No, this is life, and we must be strong."
Tigrayne nods her head in agreement.
Grandue nods his head affirmatively.
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Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "And hold together."
Duque de Angeles del Bosque, Grandue, Druid del Roble del Apremdiz says,
"We alwas have and we always will."
Tigrayne's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
Duque de Angeles del Bosque, Grandue, Druid del Roble del Apremdiz
says,"We will find The Way to bond Nature. The key might just lie in our
groves."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan says, "That's a possibility we
should keep in mind."
Cara della Luna, Tigrayne Lena-D'argan sighs softly.

'I hope that is acceptable, I have never made a post that long, before.
Thank you

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Phaestian, in the year 305 AF.
Alarke murmurs softly, deep within Sleep's embrace.
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 8)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1101
Date: 5/13/2002 at 19:10
From: Seeker Loak Silvertongue, Faith of Nature
To  : Everyone
Subj: Transcript of Gaia's Eulogy

For those of your who missed all or part of Gaia's Eulogy, here is a
heavily edited transcript. I hope I did not cut out anything relevant,
but if I did, I apologize.

Conor says, "We all have read the news boards and are aware of the
tragedy that has befallen us."

Conor says, "Our beloved Mother Gaia has left us."

Conor says, "It appears she has passed on and will not return to us."

Conor says, "Therefore, we wish to bid her farewell and celebrate her
gifts to us."

Conor says, "First, Chirra will perform a Gaian ritual."

Conor says to Chirra, "Please take the center of the Grove."

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair moves to the center.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Thank you all for
coming, it means a lot to me."
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Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "And to all of us
who loved Her."

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair takes a deep breath.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Garash! Ye Mighty
One of the East, Powers of Earth, We do summon, stir and call thee up to
witness these rites and guard our circle."

---pause---

Conor says, "I apologize."

Conor says, "It seems that the ritual is not working as it should in
Gaia's absence."

Conor says, "We are seeing if it can be corrected."

---pause---

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Alright, we will
try again."

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Please be quiet."

Deonymus gives a copper censer to Aureliana's Angel, Chirra
Winterhart-Moonflair.

Deonymus gives an earthenware bowl to Aureliana's Angel, Chirra
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Winterhart-Moonflair.

Deonymus gives the hide of the great white stag to Aureliana's Angel,
Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair.

Chirra drops the hide of the great white stag.

Chirra drops an earthenware bowl.

Chirra drops a copper censer.

Chirra picks up the hide of the great white stag.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Garash! Ye Mighty
One of the East, Powers of Earth, We do summon, stir and call thee up to
witness these rites and guard our circle."

You hear a distant rumbling and the earth heaves briefly beneath your
feet as the presence of the spirits of Earth are felt within the grove.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Sllshya! Ye Mighty
One of the North, Powers of Water, We do summon, stir and call thee up
to witness these rites and to guard the circle."

The sound of waves crashing over rocks reaches your hearing from a great
distance as a thick fog envelops the grove as the playful spirits of
water gather near.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Whiir! Ye Mighty
One of the West, Powers of Air, We do summon, stir and call thee up to
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witness these rites and to guard the circle."

The sound of waves crashing over rocks reaches your hearing from a great
distance as a thick fog envelops the grove heralding the arrival of the
water spirit.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "Guardian of fire,
we beseech you, bless this circle with the flame of purity."

An enormous bonfire bursts into flames.

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "We meet to mark
the passing of our beloved Mother, Gaia, for whom this incarnation is
ended. We meet to commend Her to the care of blessing of Her realm, that
she may rest, free from illusion or regret, until the time shall come
for her rebirth to this world. And knowing that this shall be so, we
know, too, that the sadness is nothing and that the joy is all."

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "We call to thee,
Sarapis, the Logos."

Aureliana's Angel, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "We call to thee,
Sarapis, the Logos, thou to whom all manifested life must return, when
its time has come, Father of stillness and rest, before whom men tremble
because they understand thee not. We, the children of the Earthmother,
know that there is naught to fear in thine embrace, which none escape,
that when we step into thy darkness, as all must, it is but to step
again into the light. Therefore, in love and without fear, we commend to
thee Gaia, our Mother. Take Her, guard Her, guide Her, admit Her to the
peace of the Garden, which stands between heaven and earth. And know, as
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thou knowest all things, that our love goes with Her."
The Birth of Nature Chirra sits cross-legged in the center of the grove
and beckons to Deonymus to join her.
The Death of Nature Deonymus TijuLena, the Rainbow Fox slowly walks
over, his skin alabaster, and takes his place opposite Chirra,
crosslegged.
The Birth of Nature Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "In Nature, all
things are born..."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "...and all things must die."
The Birth of Nature Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "A seed, when
planted, grows into a beautiful flower."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "Come winter, the ground freezes and
the flower dies."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "It decomposes into soil, which
births new flowers..."
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "...and in this way we witness the
beauty of the Cycle which our Mother guarded so carefully in Her life."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "In faith, in hope, in love, things
are reincarnated."
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "And the sorrow is reborn into joy as
the two sides of the Cycle, birth and death, are joined."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus leans foward, his skin pale and white, and
gently meets his cold, blue lips with those of Chirra.
The Birth of Nature Chirra reaches across to Deonymus, taking his hands
in her own, and joins his lips to hers in a ritualistic joining kiss.
The Birth of Nature Chirra turns back to the circle.
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "And to be reborn, you must die, and be
made ready for a new body. And to die, you must be born and without
love, you may not be born. And our Mother ever inclineth to love, and
mirth, and happiness, and she cherished Her children in life, and in
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sleep She teacheth the way to Her communion."
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "And even in this state She teacheth us
the mysteries of the cycle of Nature, which is placed between the worlds
of men and of the Gods."
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "Let us now, as our Mother hath taught
us, share the love-feast of the wine and bread, and as we do so, let us
remember Her, with whom we have so often shared it. And with this
communion, we lovingly place our Mother in the hands of the Logos."
Chirra drops 50 breads.;
---everyone picks up bread---
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "In honour of the Mother, and Her
Sacrifice, we share the bread, Symbol of the Earth."
---everyone eats bread---;
The Birth of Nature Chirra says, "May the Logos keep Her safe, and Her
pain ended. So mote it be."
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "So Spoken, So Mote it be..."
Conor says, "Silverwind, will you take the center of the grove?"
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
moves before you all, standing in the center of the grove. The mantle of
the bard, the sage falls from his shoulders like a cloak would. The true
Silverwind stands before you now, aged and simple. His smile warm and
soft like the dawning soft and his eyes bright with delight. He nods
once, a silent call for all to begin. At first nothing happens-then a
gentle breeze flows through the grove to tease the leaves and craft a
soft melody. Soon the soft call of the rivers and pools joins in,
sliding down the remaining watchtowers in harmony with the wind. As if
right on cue the cheerful serenade of the hidden woodlarks bathe the
grove, mingling with all the notes of nature in true harmony and grace.
The Birth of Nature Chirra moves back to the edge of the circle.
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Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "Hail and Listen well. I am the Elder Sage Druid Silverwind, known
far and wide as Silvy. I was proud to call Lady Gaia my friend, and in
this time I wish I simple moment to offer you this.... This is my
tribute to Gaia, and in such I do it as i have always loved- with song.
So here this bardic song to Gaia, Patroness of the Druids and us wayward
Bards. Mother of our Souls. Listen and Learn well."
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
begins to dance, as slow as the chorus of nature began. His movements
like the rivers-fluidic and flowing with honed grace and practice. Like
the tree's, shifting and rolling gently. He smiles once more before
raising his voice on high ... the first notes begin....
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
sings, "Beloved Gaia of the Triple flame. Daughter of the Logos.
Guardian of the Sacred Springs. Whose voice is the soul of the harp. We
call on thee.

Teach our hands to heal and our hearts to sing.
We entrust our life's progress to your care.
And ask that you shape us.
Bending and turning our hearts on your bright anvil of flame.
Till we are made perfect jewels.
Fit to be set in the eye of thy timeless harp.
To play for the soul of the people in times of sorrow.
And times of celebration.
We thank you for your gifts of Poetry and Music.
Of laughter and tears.
And for the healing balm of your Wisdom.
May we always remember to meditate.
On the gift of your sacred waters.
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Which surround us at our birth.
And sail us to our destiny.
Our hearts are open to receive your blessings.
Midwife of our souls, rain on us.
Shower your inspiration in curtains of song.
From sacred waterfalls in the realm where you dwell.
Come to us as Virgin with the soft smell of flowers.
Come to us as Mother and feed us your fruits.
Come to us as the Wise woman in the stark blasts of winter.
Help us see your mystery in all creation.
That we may know gratitude and reverence.
Our hearts sing to you with love.
To change like the revolving seasons.
Teach us to grow like the green corn that feeds the people.
Teach us to fashion beauty like the stillness of a forest pool.
And the roar of the oceans wave cresting a beach.
Teach us to heal like the soothing herbs which cools the eyes and
Restores the limbs.
With humility and bright expectation.
We invoke Thee this hour!"

Silverwind kneels onto one knee, demonstrating his humility and respect.
Firrin Coadee, Ruis Filid Drui Silverwind Sa'Rithven-Jaydde, Bard Arrane
says, "May Gaia always be in your hearts... For even now she lives on in
our memories and our souls. Blessed Be our Earthmother."
---All kneel---;
Conor says, "Mistalis.";
Conor says, "Will you take the center of the circle of flame?"

---All stand---
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Rameja's Heart, Bardic Druid Mistalis Vorondil, the Wolf-Pup says, "Gaia
touched my soul, and helped to bring me closer to nature. I have always
remembered how she would listen to me speak, and take away any of my
sorrows. So it now I rise my voice in song to Gaia. To her wisdom, love,
kindness, and happness I sing."

Rameja's Heart, Bardic Druid Mistalis Vorondil, the Wolf-Pup says, "To
her very spirit I raise my voice to."

Rameja's Heart, Bardic Druid Mistalis Vorondil, the Wolf-Pup closes his
eyes, and lets his body feel the breeze of nature about him.

Rameja's Heart, Bardic Druid Mistalis Vorondil, the Wolf-Pup sings,
"Let the world turn in this eve.
All shall feel the saddness you see.
For our mother of the land is away.
Of who me truly me you see.
say Serendipitous to us your joy and soul.
Let your flowers bloosom in colors untold.
Your heart is of pure light.
We thrive upon your dreams this night.
We are your children of the land....
Hold us tightly when you return again.
For we miss thee dearly.
Gaia mother to us all.
Goddess of the forest bold.
We raise our voices as one for thee.
We call out in this time of sorrow and gray light.
To your spirit we plea.
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say Serendipitous to us mother.
Bath your
children in hope, and delight.
Come home for we.
For your children.
For children... misses thee......"


Rameja's Heart, Bardic Druid Mistalis Vorondil, the Wolf-Pup slumps down
to the floor in tears.
Conor says, "Thank you."
Conor says, "Now, I would like to allow the followers of Gaia to say a
few words."
Conor says, "Deonymus?";
The Death of Nature, Deonymus stands slightly, and his skin gently fills
with colour once more, though his eyes remain a pure, pale blue. The
Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "This is not priorly planned, and these
last few months have been a strain so please bare with me. I have
always been a druid, and with that loved that which is Nature. From this
came my love for, and design to join, the Order of Gaia. I was here when
these monoliths first formed by Her will, and I hope that in some way
they will remain for all time as a memory of who She was. Gaia was
Nature."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "She embodied that to which I am
bound, from the myrrh of my grove, to the very Great Oak of Eleusis.
Even in Her final act, She was trying to preserve, and protect that
which She loved. Though the Lady will not be returning, her Plane
remains and She would want us to protect it as we always have."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "Through every blight, every threat
to Nature, we have stood firm and come out, perhaps stronger, and we
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will come though the loss of Gaia, stronger though perhaps a little
sadder. I will not ask you to kneel, nor to pray. Nor to cry, nor bewail
our loss. Instead, be happy. Give praise that Her plane will continue,
and remember who She was. This is a celebration of Her life."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "She was the Cycle of Nature, birth,
death and renewal. Though She has passed, there will be a renewal in the
course of Nature, for that is the essential nature of everything that
She taught us, from the first day of our following, to the very last of
Her existence. Do not weep, but smile, be happy. Remember Her life, and
trust that the Plane that She emodied will continue and eternally be
renewed for all Time. THis is Her legacy, and our strongest memory."
The Death of Nature, Deonymus says, "I speak for those who were, are,
and always will be Her children when I give you all our thanks for being
here with us, today, for Her. Thank you."
Conor says, "Rick?"
The Death of Nature, Deonymus gently returns to the circle and bows his
head slightly.
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "First, I would
like to say some words on behalf of Aelyn, who asked me to speak for
her."

Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "Aelyn and I were
inducted into Her Order on the same day, thirty months before Her final
dispersal."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "Aelyn cannot be
here tonight, but she wished me to say on her behalf that she loves
Mother with all her heart, and that Gaia has always been her only
Mother."
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator walks to the centre.
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "As for
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myself..."
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator says, "As a Rrrajamalan my rrrace is
alien to this worrrld. This soil is not my native soil, these trrrees
not my native trrrees. Yet I was borrrn herrre on this planet and love
it, and it Naturrre with my hearrrt."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "I only recently
became a member of Mother's Order."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "I had wanted to
for most of my life, but I only began to feel as if I were worthy to ask
lately."
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator says, "Gaia knew all this and yet
welcomed me into herrr orrrderrr. Trrreating me a son. I wait forrr
herrr rrreturrrn. Forrr she will. I know it in my hearrrt."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "Please let me
finish."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "In my brief time
as an official Gaian, I learned a great deal about Her realm and
Herself."
Grieving Sentinel Guardian Rick Stormcrow, Gaian says, "And i realize
that She has always loved everyone, and I still feel Her love with me. I
may have only been officially a Gaian for a short time, but in my heart
I always was and always will be."
Conor says, "Vortigen, did you have more to say?";
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator says, "Sorrrrrry forrr the outburrrst,
my grrrief could not hold it back."
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator says, "But I would just like to
rrreaffirrrm my loyalty to Gaia. In herrr absense."
Vortigen, Artisanal Illustrator says, "Thats it all."
Conor says, "Darryl?"
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second steps into the center of the grove.
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Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "I must admit that I've not
prepared anything special to say. In all honesty, I've been too
distraught to try."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second folds his wings behind his back.
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "I was born in the forest, of
the forest, and to the forest. From the time I was old enough to learn
anything, I learned about nature and grew to love everything about it."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "I was a Druid, but... I ran
away. I've been running away for a long time. But the one constant in my
life has been nature. My love for nature has never waned. And it
remained strong, and it still remains so."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "Gaia accepted me as Her
child, even though I myself did not feel worthy."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "And though my Mother... our
Mother... is no longer with us as She was, my love for Her is just as
strong as it has always been."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "I never felt the Order was
just a loose group of people devoted to nature."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "We were.. No, we ARE a
family. Our bond is a glue thicker than any other, closer than even
blood."
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second says, "I love you all. Thank you all
for coming and giving us your support."
Conor says, "Olath?"
Darryl Winterhart, Novitiate Second steps back out of the center.
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish steps into the center of the grove
slowly.
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "After I left my guild and city for
the first time I had no where to go... one of the reasons I left was
because my guild and city were split on the issue of the Forest war that
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was occuring then... I found Deo on Ulangi one day and began talking to
him about things..."
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "He proposed my joining Oakstone,
and I did... later."
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "My first few days with Mother were
spent here... not as a child, but merely as another person..."
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "She was one of the nicest people I
had ever seen... welcoming, caring, and giving. She seemed so warm.";
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "While She is gone now... in a
sense. She still lives on. We will never forget Her, and so She still
remains a part of our lives. I will still act as I think that She would
wish me to..."
Olath Shynique, Master Dervish says, "Deo is right when he says we
should be happy... because we should. We should remember everything She
ever did for us and with us. Instead of remembering how She is gone now.
I will miss Her greatly. The Order and Oakstone are everything to me...
and now, you people are all I have left. Thank you."
Conor says, "Chirra?"

Olath Shynique, Master Dervish returns to the circle.
The Birth of Nature, Chirra moves to the center of the circle.
The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "When I first came from Loom Island, I
knew my heart lay with the Druids, and with Nature. I was encouraged to
seek out the gods, and through the help of Deonymus I joined Her Order
in the midst of one of its darker times."
The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "Since then, She blessed me with many
hours of conversation, with a purpose, with a meaning for my life."
The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "I loved Her as I love the forest She
loved, and as She loved us, so I love you all who are Her Children as
well."
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The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "Thank you for sharing your love with
us, Gaia, and thank you, those of the circle, for attending."
The Birth of Nature, Chirra curtsies and yields the circle to Conor.
Conor says, "Cosmos, although not of the Order of Nature, has asked that
she be permitted to speak."
Conor says, "Cosmos?"
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars walks to the center of the grove
briskly and turns to face everyone, clasping her hands in front of
herself and blinking back her tears.
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "As Conor has spoken, I am
not, theoretically, Her Child."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "Although I am not in Her
Order, or either of the Forestal guilds, I still deem myself her
friend."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "She always greeted me with
a 'Hello, Dear'"
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "She was there for me
through my divorce. I loved her."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "When I needed to think, I
would come to these woods, and sit by the river, watching the water
bubble."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "Even though I am not a
Druid.. a Sentinel, or in Her Order, I am in tune with Nature."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "And as such, I pledge
myself to the Wood, the Sky, the Waters, and the Air."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "I give my loyalty to the
Realm of Gaia."
Cosmos kneels before Conor, swearing her allegiance to Conor.
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "I miss Her."
Conor says, "As do we all."
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Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars says, "Gaia lives on."
Conor says, "Catlynne has also asked to speak."
Conor says, "Catlynne."
Celestial Cosmos, Keeper of the Stars moves for her Mother.
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial moves to stand in the center of the circle.
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial says, "It has been a great many year since I
stood in these woods, yet my love for the forest of Achaea has never
waned. I was born of these woods, and my soul belongs to them. Lady
Gaia, Your soul, Your very being lives on in these people before me."
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial turns slowly smiling at everyone.
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial says, "Remember all.. Gaia lives on in your
actions, your love of Her realm."
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial says, "Farewell, Lady."
Catlynne performs a graceful curtsey.
Catlynne Winterhart-Danial moves back to her spot in the circle.
Conor says, "Tearstorm would like to speak."
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk thoughtfully steps forward.
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk says, "I was not a member of Her
Order, but I am thankful that I may say a few words here, too."
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk says, "The first time I met Her was at
an occasion that was of utmost importance to me. I was being interviewed
for admission into Oakstone, and all of a sudden, She appeared,
listened, asked and grinned at me. I felt very warm, very secure in that
very second, and I am sure every woman and man who has met Her still
feels that way when she or he thinks about the Earthmother."
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk says, "I am sad and grieving over the
loss, and during the past few weeks, I felt very helpless and without a
true purpose without the Earthmother around. There is a missing link, a
missing piece, and I feel empty in a way. Yet, as Deonymus has so
wonderfully expressed, Gaia may be gone, but her spirit lives on in the
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forests, and especially in each and every one of us. The tiny, newborn
hope that we enspark today shall be nurtured, and all of us must stand
together like one."
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk says, "When I look around here, I see
the faces of friends, of fellow Sentinels, of fellow Oakstone citizens,
of friends and family. Standing together in this very place, at this
very time, makes me happy and strengthens my heart. Let us stay
together. Let us be one, for the forests, for Nature, and for each
other. And - let this Eulogy we are holding stand as a paragon of the
unity of those of one common heart and mind."
Tearstorm Le'Yuet, the Marsh Hawk wipes a tear away, slowly walking into
the background again.
Conor says, "I am sorry if there are more who would like to speak."
Conor says, "But we have taken so much time already."
Conor says, "And we have work to do in Mother's realm."
Conor says, "I want to ask you all to pray with me."
---All pray---;
Conor says, "Mother Gaia, we know that you can hear us. We know that
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your spirit is all around us - in the trees, in the flowers that you
loved, in the peaceful meadows and hills of your realm, and in the
smallest of creatures that claim your forests as their home. We call
upon you, Oh Mother of us all, and beseech you and the Great Logos, the
Creator, Sarapis, to help us find a
way to heal your beloved forests. They cry out in pain at your absence,
Mother! Help us find a way to ease their loss, as well as our own loss."
Conor says, "On a personal note, from the time I was born, all I can
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remember is wanting to follow Lady Gaia-to gaze at her beauteous face
and walk beside her in the forests, hills and meadows. There are so many
like me. The day that I was admitted to her order, was the happiest day
of my life. I loved her, as many did. Our lives dedicated to protecting
her and her realm. Our hearts are broken, but we vow to continue to do
as Mother Gaia wanted us to do-to assure the safety and health of her
children-both mortal, and her lands."
Conor says, "We thank you, Mother, for all the love and wisdom you have
shared with your children. We thank you for the bounty of your forests
and lands that you so graciously shared with us. We thank you for
sharing yourself with us until you could no longer bear the burden. We
love you, Mother!"
Conor says, "Lady Gaia, Goddess of Nature, the Earthmother, we commend
your spirit to your realm! May it bring lasting peace to you, and may
you guide us from your place in the Garden. May your rest bring healing
and peace to your forests, dear Mother. your children - the spirits of
each forest of Sapience --need you. Heal them, Mother!"
Conor says, "Chirra will end the ritual circle, and then we have some
fireworks."
The Birth of Nature, Chirra moves back to the center of the circle.
The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "Spirits, you have blessed this circle
with Your presence, and now we end this ritual as it began. What has
come from the Earth has returned to the Earth. Nothing can be given to
Gaia, nor can it be taken away."
The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "Guardians of the North, douse this
flame til such time as we must summon it once more."

A thin trickle of water flows toward the fire from the northern monolith
to encompass the base of the bonfire which smolders and quickly dies
with a hiss and a cloud of dark smoke.
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The Birth of Nature, Chirra says, "Ye Mighty Ones of the East, North,
West and South, We thank You for attending, And ere You depart to your
blessed Realms, We say: Hail! and Farewell!"
The forest murmers a farewell as the elemental spirits depart.
Conor says, "Daren?"

---Daren lights and drops many fireworks---

---End of Ceremony---

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Mayan, in the year 305 AF. (-10 Mana)
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 9)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1102
Date: 5/14/2002 at 15:12
From: Elsp Le'Yuet, Vorley's Own
To  : Everyone
Subj: Summary of Events

This is a post I made on the Sentinels board, here by request - once
more, I cannot stress enough how many inaccuracies may be within this
post.. feel free to correct any and all of them.

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Okay, as you may or may not have heard there has been a good deal going
on in the forest at the moment. I will do my best to relay all the
information that I have on hand to you but please keep in mind - this is
almost definately not a full view of the situation, there are bound to
be bits and pieces that I have not heard or things which occured in
different orders to what I have listed, I have not been here as much as
usual in recent times - but this is the information I have gathered.
I'll start at the beginning, even though their are previous posts
relating to the subject, in the hopes that things will be made a little
clearer for some of you.

As you should all know, Gaia is no more. She dissolved, spreading her
essence throughout the forests - in the hopes of supporting them when
she was no more, leaving them taken care of. However, this plan has in a
way, backfired. The essence is not focused, it has no purpose and so the
forest did not react well, it seemed at first to stir uneasily, but has
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since then been lashing out. Strange things seemed to happen. The
silencing of normally cheerful birdcalls, the rapid growth and death of
individual flowers, hot winds sweeping though the trees, even the
squirrels behaviour was strange and somewhat forlorn. The forests seemed
to be mourning. More and more things began to occur and those in the
forests have witnessed fires and rains ice, things which brought time to
a standstill momentarily, with effects not unlike Aeon. The vines have
been reaching out and whipping people - these are just a few examples,
but you have the idea. Forests aren't doing too well.

In each forest, a spirit appeared - I have heard word that they were
always there, just not visible to us. And around this time other strange
happenings occurred, a group of forestals witnessed Esos' death, and
other such events were noticed, among them, the dryad teacher passing
away, the animals in Mother's temple becoming sick, even the tiny
sparrows who normally flit about incessantly and energetically seemed to
strain with every movement.

The spirits which appeared in the forests each have a name - Thalia,
Erato, Polyhymnia, Melpomene, Euterpe, Urania, Clio, Calliope,
Terpsichore. The spirits can be found wandering around their forest, but
they are unable to leave its boundaries. They began to cry out in pain,
feeling that which their forest feels.

They were questioned (as Emergo's recent post shows) and a solution was
searched for. A discovery was made that the Garden of the Arts, in
Cyrene, had a statue of each spirit within it. Surrounding a large gold
statue of Scarlatti. Only in Cyrene they took the forms of muses, not
forestal spirits. But it seemed to be a lead, and hence the statues were
examined in search of clues.
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It became clear, by now, that the forests were not just lashing out with
an abundance of energy, but were lashing out in pain. Not merely sick,
but dying. Areas of forest were decaying, leaving this in place of the
flora we see so often -

'The plantlife here is diseased and dying. The stench of rotting
vegetable matter fills your nostrils, and an uncomfortable feeling of
decay permeates the atmosphere.'

Locations in which this death occured were not only wiped of plants, but
no longer deemed forest. This death was and is spreading.

Various rituals and events were attempted - these I have no details of,
I believe there were two main things, one which almost backfired,
setting the Gaian Tree alight and another more organized prayer session,
which seemed to have no effect.

I'm not sure if any other attempts were made.. not sure what other
findings were made when, but some time later (this is basically where I
know happenings a little better from) new discoveries were found. I
believe it was after the event paying tribute to the Lady Gaia, that
some deposits of rich soil were found in the Gaian temple.

Various discussions were held - ideas given, about what we were to do
with this dirt. Some believed that it could be used to aid replanting,
and replenish the decayed forests, other believed that it needed to be
combined with water and other elements to have any effect. A number of
things were attempted. All failed.

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I think it was some time around here that Lady Valnurana hosted a
dreaming, inviting a small group to take part. I don't have many details
about this, apart from the information that Rick relayed to the members
of the Fianna - but I believe Chirra was part of it, as was Vorleth, if
you wish to seek them out for further details. This is the information I
heard.

(The Fianna): Rick says, "The dreaming, in summary, as I hear, saw this:
The nine spirits were singing together. Gaia, in the center, picked up a
young plant from the ground and gave it to one of the spirits, who sang,
causing the plant to grow. Each spirit began to sing, and only Gaia was
left in the center. She cupped a handful of soil and two plants, and
opened her hands. A silver mist flew out and nurtured the lands. The
second time, the mist stayed still, and the third time it fell like
rain."

Basically.. this gave people something to ponder. But no real course of
action was discovered, or decided upon just yet. Attempts were
continuing to be made using the soil to replenish the barren forests.
The spirits were focused on once more. Perhaps they were the key - we
needed to give them something? The soil was passed on to some of them,
in the hopes that they would know how to use it better then us, but
still no luck. Other things were tried, giving the spirits various herbs
and so on, but nothing.

Landon then came to us with details of his journey into the world of
dreams - details which have helped greatly.. helped more then almost
anything else, in my opinion. I'll give you a transcript of his words.

(The Fianna): Landon says, "My friends..."
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(The Fianna): Landon says, "I have returned from the world of Dreams
with a complex message..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "I heard a song in the wilderness... a song
comprised of nine verses with three passages apiece..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Each passage sung to me of a time when the
forests of this land were created..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "The young sun shone brightly... and the
earth was barren..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "It was this song that brought forth life."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Within each verse, I heard the call of life.
The deep rich tones of the earth, the beauty of the herbs thereof, and
the fragrant flowers..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Nine young women sang... each a ghostly
form..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "From the first... unto the the somber,
solemn one... even unto the last, a woman of emerald green eyes."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "All held forth their hands, holding within
them that which had been sung of... blended together to bring forth
life."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "This liquid was then poured forth upon the
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ground to bring forth life, and Nature itself."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "I have done that which I can to discover
what we must do, and it has been thus revealed to me:."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "We must use the skills which we have to
bring those three verses together in harmony... the spirits are now weak
and unable to do this themselves. The time has come for those of the
forests to use their skills in preserving nature."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Let there be nine who draw upon the earth as
their strength..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Nine alone to bring these verses
together..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "To see new life brought forth as the liquid
touches the earth."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "And the last, Calliope, shall bear a harmony
of a different nature... the earth, the fruit thereof, and a small
nut..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "The other eight, her sisters, need the
richness of the earth, a single herb... and a flower..."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "I have heard that there are such items in
the Grove of Gaia."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Are they all present there?"
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(The Fianna): Landon says, "By the oracle of Valnurana, let nine be
selected for the tasks, and let every one of us join in the renewal."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "Nine are to be selected now."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "The selection has not yet been made."

(The Fianna): Landon says, "I leave it to those who lead us now."

And so Rick, the High Fion of the Fianna chose the nine.

(The Fianna): Rick says, "I'd like to make sure everyone gets
represented."

(The Fianna): Rick says, "Druids, Sentinels, Gaians, Lupians, Oakstone."

(The Fianna): Rhakshai says, "*nod* We are all a part of this."

(The Fianna): Aelyn says, "Rick, you're the leader for a reason, follow
your heart and your mind. You will do what's best for the forest and
Mother."

(The Fianna): Silverwind says, "You honor her memory, now use your heart
as she taught you."

(The Fianna): Rick says, "Okay, I'm picking some people in tells."

(The Fianna): Rick says, "Could everyone I gave a forest say where they
are?"
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(The Fianna): Chirra says, "Aureliana."

(The Fianna): Kellenia says, "Darkenwood."

(The Fianna): Silverwind says, "Ulangi."

(The Fianna): You say, "Western Ithmia."

(The Fianna): Covenant says, "Eastern Ithmia."

(The Fianna): Deonymus says, "Black."

 (The Fianna): Jenara says, "Northreach."

(The Fianna): Rhakshai says, "Northern Ithmia."

(The Fianna): Aelyn says, "Aalen."


And so each one of us found our way to the Spirit we had been assigned
to and began to experiment, with suggestions from many abounding, and
the aid of many delivering food, herbs, soil and supplies, it was known
we had to make a concoction of sorts, but we were not sure of the
ingredients, or what we were boiling for. After many attempts (can't
remember who made the discovery though, sorry!) it was realised we could
'boil pot for <Spirit's name>'. So each of us continued, attempting a
concoction for the forest which we were in.

'And the last, Calliope, shall bear a harmony of a different nature...
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the earth, the fruit thereof, and a small nut.' So Calliope's elixir has
three ingredients, the soil, a fruit of the soil (a herb perhaps?) and a
small nut.. maybe kola?.

'"The other eight, her sisters, need the richness of the earth, a single
herb... and a flower...' And thus.. the ingredients for the elixir for
the rest, we must determine from this message.

Deonymus.. who had erm, eaten some kind of mushroom - which had a very
interesting effect on him, had seen a number of visions which hinted to
him about the ingredients for the elixir of the Black Forest. You'll
have to ask him for details of his visions *grin* I'm not sure exactly
what he saw, however, it did lead him to create the first elixir to heal
the forest.

(The Fianna): Deonymus says, "With a sudden slow pulsing of white light,
the liquid and floating bits of plant matter in the pot combine into a
Black Forest restorative."

Skullcap, moss and soil were the ingredients for his concoction.. which
could be transferred into a vial and emptied out over a patch of dead
ground, to restore its life. Doing so, Deonymus and Rick healed the
entire Black Forest.

The formula Deonymus used did not work for the other Spirits though - it
is believed that each needs a combination specific to it. None of which
have been discovered as of yet. It is believed that the secret to
discovering what goes in which elixir lies with the Spirits themselves,
and signs which may appear to those in the forests.

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None of the other restoratives have been discovered yet, and it is
believed that there is something strange going on which is not allowing
us to brew properly - so that even if we have the right combination of
ingredients, it will not work. Because we are not sure if the amount of
soil we have is limited, things have been brought to a standstill for
the moment, until we can be sure that our brewing methods are not
faulty. The soil has been locked in the safety of shop stockrooms, where
it cannot decay.

The Black Forest has begun to slide back into its state of decay, and
it's believed that it will continue to do so until we are able to
restore all forests at once - and so it was decided that in order to
conserve the soil, it would be left as is until the other restoratives
have been discovered.

This next little bit applies to the forest I was assigned to, there was
a message in the Western Ithmia recently about myrrh and ginseng
combining and the mixing of their scents - I don't have the exact vision
on hand but that's the important bit. So it's possible that if our
brewing is playing up that the ingredients for the Western Ithmia
restorative are myrrh, ginseng and soil - and that it's just not working
at the moment. Just had to include that incase the people who have seen
that message aren't here when the next wave of attempts to concoct the
elixirs goes ahead.

At the moment.. I think that's about it - but once again I stress to you
that I am sure I am not aware of all the details of this situation and I
cannot even claim that this post is without error - but it's the
information I have and might be useful to some of you. Please, if you
have additional information, or corrections, post and enlighten your
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brethren. I think it's also important to keep channels of communication
open - we have to do our best to make sure that everybody is aware of
what is going on. So those of you on the Oakstone and Fianna channels,
we need to pass things back to the Senties and guildchannel.. and if any
of you brilliant Sentinels make discoveries (because I know you're all
brilliant, of course) please ensure that Oakstone, the Druids and the
Fianna is informed.

Good luck, Sentinels.

Elsp Le'Yuet,
Secretary of External Affairs.

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Mayan, in the year 305 AF.
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 10)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1103
Date: 5/14/2002 at 16:29
From: Elsp Le'Yuet, Vorley's Own
To  : Everyone
Subj: Update

A stroke of luck has lead to the discovery of the Western Ithmia
Restorative! Ingredients being Valerian, Hawthorn and Soil, boiled for
Clio. With a great team effort the Western Ithmia has been completely
healed. The other restoratives are now being sought after.

Elsp Le'Yuet.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Mayan, in the year 305 AF.
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 11)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1104
Date: 5/14/2002 at 18:53
From: Elsp Le'Yuet, Vorley's Own
To  : Everyone
Subj: Further Update

As of now the following forests have had restorative elixirs brewed for
them

The Black Forest - Moss, Skullcap and Soil
The Western Ithmia - Hawthorn, Valerian and Soil
The Aureliana - Pear, Kola and Soil
The Eastern Ithmia - Ginger, Cohosh and Soil
The Aalen - Kelp, Myrrh and Soil

Elsp Le'Yuet.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Sarapin, in the year 306 AF.
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 12)
OAKSTONE NEWS #1106
Date: 5/15/2002 at 3:00
From: Forestal Dreamer, Trill Lighthawk
To  : Everyone
Subj: Convergence of the Spirits

Here is a heavily edited version of what occured at the Gaian Tree
today. Where there was much relevant dialogue, I made a comment, and
only left things spoken when they were directly replyed to by the
Spirits. All actions and words by the Spirits are intact.

A gentle light begins to emanate from the Northern Ithmia as it is the
last of the forests to be fully cured.

You see Thalia, the forest spirit of the Northern Ithmia shout, "Thank
you!!"

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia shouts, "Thank you!!"

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia shouts, "Thank you!!"

Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest shouts, "Oh thank you so much!!"
Melpomene, Spirit of the Black Forest shouts, "I love you all!"

Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana shouts, "Thank you!!!"

Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach shouts, "My Northreach! It is healed!"

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Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood shouts, "Well done. Thank you."

You shed Siren form and flow as a spirit through the verdant leaves,
embracing the physical once more and arrive at The Sacristy of Nature.

The light dims dramatically and you feel a wave of bitter chill mixed
with the scent of old earth as Urania wafts in, trailing dark shrouds
from the south.
A flurry of dark motes fly in from the south, suddenly coalescing into
Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach.

A hoarse chuckle announces the arrival of Polyhymnia, spirit of the
Ulangi from the south.
A hoarse chuckle announces the arrival of Polyhymnia, spirit of the
Ulangi from the south.
--! oops, sure am messing up with this post --

Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest, dances in accompanied by a
chorus of birdsong, wreathed in the scent of fresh herbs from the south.

A rustling, as though of leaves blown by a breath of wind preceeds the
entrance of Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia.

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "Greetings, forest lovers."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "Thank you to everyone who
helped cure our forests!"

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "It is very distressing when
the forest sickens."
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Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "It made me sad."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "I think that now that all the
forests are healed, and we don't have to pour our energy into trying to
slow their decay, that there will be no more decay."

Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana says, "Yes, our power will sustain the
forest for now."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Forgive my sisters."
Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "They are idealists."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "The truth is that this is a
temporary respite at best."

Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest says, "Oh Urania, cheer up!"

Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest says, "You're always so gloomy!"

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I am realistic,
Terpsichore."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "We can maintain the balance
for now, but how long will our friends here last without the forest
defences?"

Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "I think our dark sister
is right."

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Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I have a plan."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I suspect that the last
traces of Gaia doth lie in this tree."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "I propose that my sisters
and I combine the last traces of Her essence with our power to create a
new, greater forest spirit that will be able to provide the protection
that we are unable to provide ourselves."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "A spirit to watch over the
good of all Nature, until a new God shall arise."

Melpomene, Spirit of the Black Forest says, "I will help."

Thalia, the forest spirit of the Northern Ithmia says, "As will I."

Keeper of the Hammer Sog, Prophet of Phaestus says, "What would that
mean for your sisters though?"

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "And I, of course."

Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana says, "I think we can manage it, Sog."

Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana says, "It will be a constant drain on
our energy, but as long as the forests stay healthy, we can draw some
power from them to assist the new greater spirit."

--! someone asks about the Tree as a landmark, others debate that it
shouldn't be a landmark --
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Terpsichore, Spirit of the Aalen Forest says, "It is a Landmark. That is
its nature. Saying it shouldn't have been is like saying trees shouldn't
have been green."

--! someone says something about sacrificing themself, if need be --

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I don't believe a blood
sacrifice will be necessary."

Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach says, "We need quiet, and we need you
to lend all your emotional, mental, and spiritual strength to our
cause."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "It will tax us greatly."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "If you do not know how to be
quiet, I cannot help you, but as for the others, merely concentrate on
the task at hand, with all your heart, mind, and soul."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Pray, concentrate, meditate.
Do whatever it is you believe in."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "Clio, as this is your
forest, will you lead us?"

The other eight forest spirits follow suit, each placing one hand on the
Gaian Tree. --! it seems that Clio forgot to do whatever she did, cause
it didn't show up here --

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Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "In the name of She Who Was Our
Mother, and whose spirit will live for eternity in Nature itself."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "In the name of the Mistress of
the Forests."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "In the name of the Protector
of the Ash, the Giver of Life, and the Author of the Circle."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "In the name of Gaia, the
Goddess of Nature, I command thee."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "Surrendur up the essence of
our past Goddess which you even now hold back."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "It does not want to let Her
go."

Calliope, spirit of the Aureliana says, "Let me try, sister."

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "Great Oak, I beseech thee!
Your brothers and sisters of the forests...the sentinels of Nature,
watching over all life within their canopy, need your sacrifice."

The Tree shudders slightly.

The Tree shudders more violently, and then slowly ceases all movement.
Not a leaf on a single branch moves, despite a breeze.

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "My friend, my ancient friend,
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please. I would not ask were it not necessary."

The Trees branches slump slightly, but quickly return to their majestic
pose, as if regaining its purpose.

The branches of the Tree reach out to gently envelop the Nine Spirits.

Soon, the Tree's branches unfurl, releasing the Spirits, who seem dazed.

Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia says, "...."

You see Clio, spirit of the Western Ithmia shout,
"MOOOOOOOTTHHHHHEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!"

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "It is done."

Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach says, "The last remnants of the Mother
flow through us now."

The Great Oak is a massive oak that rises to the heavens in praise of
the forests. It stands as a monument to the power and majesty of Nature.
It weighs about 1875 pounds.

A great howling arises from the forests of Achaea. A wind, containing
the promise of life.

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "It is done, and I sense that
the forests are once again protected."

Angel of the Aureliana, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says to Erato,
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spirit of the Eastern Ithmia, "But how long...how long will it last."

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "I do not know Chirra."

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "But the new Spirit is much
stronger than any of us."

Keeper of the Hammer Sog, Prophet of Phaestus says, "How can we offer
essence to the forest?"

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Essence?"

You say, "Like offerings to Mother Gaia..."

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "The Spirit is not a God. It
doesn't need essence."

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "But by the same token, its
power is not as great."

Keeper of the Hammer Sog, Prophet of Phaestus says, "The spirit has a
name?"

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "It is certain that someday,
it will fail."

Angel of the Aureliana, Chirra Winterhart-Moonflair says, "*smile* So
this Spirit will watch the forest until a new God or Goddess arises?"

Erato, spirit of the Eastern Ithmia says, "Its name is the name of all
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the trees, and all the blades of grass. Of all the rabbits, and
squirrels, of the rivers and oceans that feed the life of the land."

Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood says, "We don't know, Chirra. We're
not omniscient."

Kellenia Lena D'argan Stormcrow says, "But what of Lupus, does he still
strain?"

Euterpe, spirit of the Northreach says, "The business of the Lord of the
Hunt is His to know. He certainly hasn't shared it with me."

Polyhymnia, spirit of the Ulangi forest says, "Sisters, and forest
friends, I must return to my island. I am too long away."

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Sarapin, in the year 306 AF. (-10 Mana)
An unseen presence whispers in your ear, "There is no more, friend."
You read what is written on a black leather journal:
"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 13)
                                 EPILOGUE

The Passing of the Torch to Demeter

EVENTS NEWS #81
Date: 9/7/2002 at 18:27
From: Anonymous
To  : Everyone
Subj: Demeter, the Green Lady

After the demise of the EarthMother, the forests were held in a
precarious balance. The nine spirits of Nature brought forth from
themselves a nature spirit which guarded the forests from harm. Urania,
the spirit of the Darkenwood, warned that the spirit would not last
forever, and it seemed that she was right.

On a day that seemed to shake the very fabric of the world, the three
remaining monoliths in the abandoned Temple of Gaia crumbled to pieces.
Druids and Sentinels alike, most notably the Druidess Catlynne, received
visions of a tangled wood and intense pain. A light appeared above the
Aureliana and the Druid Eldren discovered a pathway into a new forest
called the Aerinewild.

Jallah, the eldest Druid, spoke of a rare coriandar flower and Vixen,
the Wilderness Guide, of a mortar and pestle. The Sentinel Tranox
discovered both of these items, and they were taken to the Druid Ranthal
who ground them into a paste. It remained to be seen what the purpose of
the paste was.
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Urania, the Spirit of the Darkenwood, spoke with two Sentinels Merlin
and Landon, and showed them the way to use the paste and turn it into a
liquid. They took that knowledge to Catlynne, and with the help of the
Druidess Aelyn, created the soothing grove rain that filled the mortar
and mixed with the paste. Finally, a liquid is revealed to be inside the
mortar, and the process moved forward.

As the information was being given to Merlin and Landon, the Druids
Conor and Slie and the Druidess Aelyn received visions unlocking the
cairn stone in the Aerinewild. The Druidess Aelyn was the first to say
the phrase, and discovered a lost temple to a woman named Demeter. When
the liquid was brought to the temple and spoken about, it was thought to
heat the mortar on the campfire of a Sentinel. Landon created a
campfire, the mortar was dropped and after a few moments, a mist flowed
from the mortar and floated away to the Great Oak.

When the spirits were consulted, it was the mist itself that pleaded
with a group of Druids and Sentinels to collect the essences of the
forest. The nine sisters each had a seed. Collecting the Black Forest
essence was Astridd, the Western Ithmia was Aelyn, the Aalen Forest was
Deonymus, the Northreach was Trill, the Darkenwood was Mistie, the
Eastern Ithmia was Maklyr, the Northern Ithmia was Dannath, the
Aureliana was Jancis and Ulangi was Rout. Before the seeds could be
offered, however, Darkenwood was passed to Alkaisar and Ulangi to
Firefox. All the seeds were offered at the altar, in a ceremony led by
Kalleah, the Spirit of the Hazel.

After a time, it was revealed that a ritual was needed to bind the mist
into something and awaken the sleeping Goddess. In the end, the spirits
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chose six people to complete the ritual - Jancis to represent the
Druids, Tallyn to represent the Sentinels, Kaisar to represent the
Lupines and Conor to represent the old way of the Gaian. To lead the
ritual were chosen Mysti and Emergo. An outpouring of love and support
rang from the confines of the temple of Demeter, and as the ritual
ended, the mist seemed to respond. It wrapped around the tree in the
Sacred Grove and the tree shook as though it did not want to release
what was inside of it. Emergo and Mysti placed their hands on the tree,
and in this gesture of love, the Goddess Demeter stepped from it.

The Druids and Sentinels await to see how the Green Lady will impact
their beloved forests, but for now they are safe within Her embrace.
Their love for the forests and for each other, were able to summon Her
from Her sleep. It is an example well-remembered for future generations.


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Aeguary, in the year 315 AF.

"The Passing of Gaia", By Dreaming Druidess Samakhulis Moonflair (Page 14)
May our Blessed and Beloved Mother Gaia rest in peace