Festival of Spring - Wine Tasting

You have emoted: Lief sits her hands upon her hips and laughs, "I don't believe for a moment that more people don't want to come enjoy some wine."

Busy Bee Llani Myeras, Springtime Portent exclaims, "I'm just here for the snacks!"

You give Llani the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Well, I'm not going to refuse wine."

Tilting her antlered head, you say, "Perhaps this shall be an event only for Serenwilde, then."

The white blanket of cloud in the sky above you thickens into a heavy cover.

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "Would any others like to join us here in Serenwilde for our wine tasting and art exhibition?"

Dwolthrak ponders a delicate brown sparrow thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Perhaps just not a good month for activity in general. I'm not sure if we made a showing for the last timequake either."

(Ironhart Collective): Kailanna says, "Well, it sounds as though I have woken at the right time."

Dwolthrak shakes his head.

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "Oh, lovely!"

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with motes of bright light.
You sense Kailanna pulling on the strands of aether surrounding you.

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "Do come and join us - all are invited!"

You beam broadly.

A freezing cold fills the air as blood-coloured fog spills from a gap in the air. The form of Kailanna manifests within.
Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal pads in from the ether, assessing potential threats and dismissing those beneath his notice.
The room darkens as a hideous archdemon appears.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "From what I could tell, we did not. I was allowed to remain in order to gather the daily allotment. I saw no others."

Kailanna inclines her head politely to those around her.

Jolanthe rubs her chin thoughtfully, raises her eyebrow and says, "I see..."

Jolanthe curtseys gracefully.

Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "My thanks for the invitation."

Dwolthrak gives Kailanna a respectful salute.

You have emoted: Lief bows her antlered head toward Kailanna in greetings. "Absolutely!" she beams.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to Kailanna, "Ah, since you are about, might I bother you for an invitation to the Ironhart Collective?"

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "We will begin, then! Stragglers will be welcome to join us and imbibe, of course."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Kailanna's lips.

With a nod, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Dwolthrak, "Certainly."

Millien scratches her head looking for an idea.

Dwolthrak thanks Kailanna profusely.

(Serenwilde): You say, "We will begin now, though if any would like to join us late, you are welcome most merrily!"

A delicate brown sparrow flutters out to the north.

Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Dwolthrak, "Recently returned from a long slumber?"

Silvery beak gleaming, a delicate brown sparrow flits in from the north.

You have emoted: An array of bottles and cups stands on smooth, flat stones before Lief who hovers here, her dragonfly wings humming. Various snacks can be seen, too, many platters of fruit and fondue, and many, many cookies.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to Kailanna, "Indeed. Simply learning to forge my own way again."

You have emoted: "Welcome, everyone!" Lief beams with a clap of her hands, mustering the air of a host, and of beginnings.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Much changes in the Basin every couple of decades. Best to take one's time."

Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says, "Oh, I quite understand. I was absent nearly a century and returned to find there were two extra cities in the Basin."

Dwolthrak smiles wryly at Kailanna.

The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Jolanthe nods solemnly.

A white tailed doe bounds in from the north.

Clasping her hands before herself, speaking aloud to the gathering, you say, "I have been looking forward to this month in particular for *years*. Today, we will taste a sampling of wines from around the Basin, and afterward enjoy an exhibition our resident artists have put together to celebrate the season."

A delicate brown sparrow flutters out to the northeast.

A white tailed doe bounds off to the north, flipping up its tail in alarm.

You have emoted: "Now," Lief says, holding one finger up, "I personally see wine tied closest to the season of autumn, a harvest of fruits allowed to grow and ferment, a drink to warm against the cold."

Waving her hand over the five bottles before her, you say, "However, spring's blossoms are ever an inspiration to artists and brewers alike! What better to celebrate the season than with something bright, sweet, and fragrant?"

A bright tangerine canary uses her beak to hunt for crumbs or seeds along the ground.

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic sun's luminous presence as he climbs higher into the sky.

You feel calmer as you inhale your own bright and fresh fragrance.

A white tailed doe bounds in from the northeast.

You have emoted: "As you can see," Lief explains, "we will have five wines to sample today. If you'd like to clean your palate between drinks, we have water bottled from the cleansing Moon Falls." She picks up a bottle to indicate, showing its limpid contents for the gathering. "Just a sip should be enough between drinks."

You drop a blossoming wine bottle.

Motioning toward the snacks, you say, "And if you should feel a bit peckish, please ground yourself again with something to eat."

You hum a happy tune.

A radiant aura of blue light glows forth from the Glinshari Circle, signalling that the Flame of Glinshari shines with great strength.

You have emoted: Lief eyeballs the gathering, then turns and rummages through her glasses, considering.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the north.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak whispers to a bright tangerine canary, "Perhaps you will find something you actually like amidst the offerings, you picky bugger."

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

You have emoted: "Right." Lief straightens and nods, then returns to face the gathering with a beam.

Jolanthe picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

You have emoted: Lief picks up one wine and showcases the bottle to all gathered. "Our first wine comes to us from Gaudiguch, from an avatar of Crumkane. Subotai created a springtime wine, fruity and light with hints of oak from the barrel it was stored in."

You smile and say, "If you would like to try this glass, please raise your hand, and I will pour your glass."

Jolanthe raises a hand with a mild smile.

You pour a springtime wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Spun from thick layers of crystal, this simple, stemless wine glass settles its curved body perfectly in the palm of the average imbiber. What makes this piece truly special is not its shape, however, but the dried roses frozen within its otherwise limpid surface, a garden of soft, springtime colour. Among their lovely yellows, pinks, and whites, tiny green leaves scatter and swirl as well, likewise trapped in time within this sweetly floral canvas.
It has 9 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 6 ounce(s).
It has been stamped with the seal of The Stagleaf Bookbinding Cartel.
A springtime wine sloshes about in it.
It has the following aliases: cup, glass.

With a beaming smile, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Jolanthe Myeras.

With a hopeful smile, Dwolthrak raises his hand high in the air.

You pour a springtime wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Nodding knowingly, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak.

Llani reaches down to scoop up a cookie, before fluttering over to perch on the edge of the bench.

Llani picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Llani sits herself down.

Llani stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Kailanna smiles faintly, raising a single finger to you.

Millien scratches her head before meekly raising her hand.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Hmm, I wasn't quite expecting cherry from this one, but it should work nicely with the cookie."

You pour a springtime wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

Smiling in return, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals.

You pour a springtime wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a wink, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Millien Myeras.

Jolanthe quickly devours a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Millien blinks.

A faint echo of spiteful laughter accompanies the sound of taut wire as the Choir of Anguish tugs on a particularly sensitive nerve, crimson energy coruscating momentarily across its surface.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

In a slightly glum tone, Millien Myeras says, "..Definitely a..Wine taste."

Settling the bottle down with a gentle clink of glass on stone, nodding toward Jolanthe, you say, "The cherry is a surprise. Imagine yourself enjoying this wine beneath cherry blossom trees, watching petals shake free on a cool Vestian breeze. It is light enough to buoy your spirits, is it not?"

Millien picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Millien quickly devours a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

A white tailed doe bounds in from the north.

Kailanna lets out a long, heavy sigh, and ceases to search the ground with her roving eyes.

You have emoted: "Yet the grape beneath is just enough to warm you, the more that you drink of it," Lief says with a smile, watching still for your reactions.

A white tailed doe bounds off to the north, flipping up its tail in alarm.

Millien scratches her head looking for an idea.

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "Yes, and vanilla is always appreciable, I think!"

You nod your head enthusiastically at Jolanthe.

Dwolthrak picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Dwolthrak gives a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing to a bright tangerine canary.
A bright tangerine canary flaps her wings and pointedly ignores a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing, disliking the offering.

Dwolthrak frowns at a bright tangerine canary.
A bright tangerine canary tilts her head at Dwolthrak, a sweetly trilled serenade spilling from her tiny orange beak.

You hide a grin behind your hand.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak whispers to a bright tangerine canary, "You oughtn't be so rude."

Jolanthe snickers softly to herself.

Dwolthrak shakes his head at a bright tangerine canary.
A bright tangerine canary tilts her head at Dwolthrak, a sweetly trilled serenade spilling from her tiny orange beak.

Millien scratches her head looking for an idea.

Millien sniffs a rose-trapped wine glass, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from it is.

The sun reaches the zenith of the firmament, pausing in his quest to allow the land to bask in his shining golden rays.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

You have emoted: Lief's smiling eyes flit about, and then she motions toward a blossoming wine bottle. "If you've finished with your glass and would like a sip of water, please feel free to help yourself." She laughs and adds, "If you didn't care much for it, you can also empty it. The earth will accept your offering."

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

Jolanthe drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Dwolthrak drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

You have emoted: As those gathered drink from their cups, Lief selects another bottle, displaying the sunny contents within. "This is another vintage which comes to us from Gaudiguch, though its vintner originally hailed from the First Forest. Coraline brings to us a floral dandelion wine, a sweet drink infused with the blossom's golden petals."

Wisps of exotically perfumed air tickle your nostrils, billowing away from Llani.

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "The glass itself came out most lovely, too! Didn't study it so much until just now."

Millien pours out the contents of a rose-trapped wine glass on the ground.

You have emoted: Lief beams happily at Jolanthe above a blossoming wine bottle.

Dwolthrak gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You wink conspiratorially at Dwolthrak.

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "There is no rush, at your earliest convenience."

Dwolthrak's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Grinning, you say, "Please, if you would like another drink, pass me your cup. I am happy also to give fresh glasses for those who prefer."

Birds fill your ears with serenades of happiness and love.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "I'm good with getting my first back, thank you."

Jolanthe gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Her gray eyes dancing, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Jolanthe Myeras.

Jolanthe takes a long draught of white wine.

Jolanthe drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

You have emoted: As Lief pours glasses of this wine, she smiles. "Many flowers are perfectly edible, and the dandelion is one of them. Enjoy the sweet, floral notes it brings to this wine, and notice how citrus brings a brightness to both offset and enhance its flavour."

The white blanket of cloud in the sky above you thickens into a heavy cover.

Busy Bee Llani Myeras, Springtime Portent says, "I think I'm going to go work on a few things, I'm sorry!"

Llani hugs Jolanthe compassionately.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Indeed. I remember this one well."

Llani waves goodbye.

Jolanthe hugs Llani compassionately.

Jolanthe waves goodbye.

You nod your head at Jolanthe, showing your acceptance.

Silvery beak gleaming, a delicate brown sparrow flits in from the north.

Llani leaves to the north.

Motioning with her bottle, you ask Kailanna, "Any for you, Warlady?"

Dwolthrak drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a beaming smile, you ask Millien, "Or maybe for you?"

Lifting her glass with a grin, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "Oh, still working on the first one, thank you. I try to take the time to savour when I can."

In a slightly glum tone, Millien Myeras says, "Oh, uh..No thank you.."

The faint hint of sandalwood disappears and you find yourself no longer coated in it.

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "I don't think anyone will mind if you pour some for yourself, too."

You have emoted: Lief inclines her antlered head, her gray eyes twinkling with muted mischief. "Certainly," she says. "I'm rather used to the Serenwilde's pace of drinking!"

Jolanthe hides a grin behind her hand. (1.058s)

A delicate brown sparrow flutters out to the north.

You smile impishly and say to Jolanthe, "Oh, but who do you think is keeping the rest of these bottles when we've finished sampling?"

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "Please do excuse me for a moment."

Dwolthrak leaves to the north.
He is followed by a bright tangerine canary, a striped badger, and a juvenile goat.

Continuing the hunt for his dark mate, Father Sun presses forward in his journey, lowering himself in the sky yet still casting even, full light upon the land.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "True, true."

Tilting her head, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "Might I ask the occasion for the event? Is this a continuation of the previous celebrations?"

You have emoted: Lief nods brightly toward Kailanna. "Indeed it is! We're hosting festivities the entire season."

Dwolthrak arrives from the north.
He is followed by a bright tangerine canary, a striped badger, and a juvenile goat.

You flash Dwolthrak a joyous smile.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "My apologies."

Millien gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

Green eyes glowing with ambient light, Lanni Ahonen stalks in from the north.

In a slightly glum tone, Millien Myeras says, "Oh, uh, there's that back though."

Dwolthrak proudly shows off a delicate brown sparrow:
This delicate sparrow is small enough to fit in the palm of a hand, with a brown crest and wings and a white underbelly with dark streaks. What's remarkable about the bird is its silvery beak, which glints brightly with any movement. The small creature is constantly in motion, fluttering its small wings and flashing its brown, rounded tail. When the sparrow opens its beak, its tiny body pours forth a haunting melody that reflects the joys, sorrows and hopes of days long past.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "No worries."

Lanni Ahonen points accusingly at Dwolthrak.

Lanni Ahonen says, "Bird."

Dwolthrak nods his head sagely.

You have emoted: Lief perks up over a blossoming wine bottle and beams at Lanni Ahonen. "Welcome, Lanni!"

Kailanna gives a nod of understanding, chimes in her hair ringing softly. "My, that does sound wonderful. I do hope we can do something similar in Magnagora soon. We need to bring a bit of life back to the place." She chuckles softly, eyes dancing. "...so to speak, of course."

You see a deer wander through a clearing in the distance.

Lanni Ahonen breaks into a sudden smile at you before it disappears just as quickly. "Leaf!"

Jolanthe beams broadly at Lanni Ahonen.

In a slightly glum tone, Millien Myeras says to Lanni Ahonen, "H'lo."

You have emoted: Lief nods her antlered head firmly toward Kailanna. "I do look forward to sharing in such festivities with our allies," she says, setting a blossoming wine bottle down. "I hope to make as many events as time permits, should your planning come to fruition."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Lanni Ahonen, "Hmm, have you ever had wine before, Lanni? This might be an experience."

Lanni Ahonen looks down at the ground and begins to pick up cookies, his tail swaying back and forth.

You have emoted: Lief's eyes twinkle as they skip to Lanni Ahonen. "Jolanthe made those," she says with a nod toward her.

Kailanna drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Millien picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Jolanthe beams elatedly and proffers a chipper "Yep!" to signify her input on the matter.

Millien picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

Millien consumes a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

You have emoted: Lief's hand reaches for the next bottle, though she hesitates, seeing Kailanna's glass empty. "Would you like to try the dandelion wine now?" she asks. "Or shall we move on to the next?"

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Kailanna's lips.

Kailanna gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "Far be it for me to miss one."

Lanni Ahonen stuffs the cookies into his tunic and nods at you, before turning his green, oval eyes at Jolanthe. "Cookies," he says.

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a knowing nod, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals.

Raising the glass in salute, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "My thanks. I shall try to keep up this time."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Lanni Ahonen, "Hopefully you will enjoy those - or find others who will enjoy having them shared."

Holding up the bottle, you say to Lanni Ahonen, "Wine! Would you like a taste?"

You have emoted: Lief's eyes skip back to Kailanna, a grin dimpling her freckled cheeks.

Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as Father Sun's chase brings him closer to the world's edge.

Lanni Ahonen points at the bottle in your hand. "It is drink?"

You see a deer wander through a clearing in the distance.

A beam of moonlight comes down from the sky and bathes you in light.
You sense Elexia pulling on the strands of aether surrounding you.

Elexia dances down a moonbeam and alights gently on the ground.
Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal growls menacingly, his hackles raising as he catches a distasteful scent.

You have emoted: Lief nods her antlered head, and picks out a rose-trapped wine glass for Lanni Ahonen. "Here," she insists as she pours.

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Lanni Ahonen.

Jolanthe flashes Elexia a joyous smile.

With a disapproving glance, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal, "Now now."

Millien ponders the situation.

Millien hugs Elexia compassionately.

Lanni Ahonen sniffs at the wine glass curiously, before drinking the entire glass all at once.

Holding up the bottle of wine, you say, "Elexia! Would you like to sample a glass of dandelion wine? This is our second of five drinks."

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, spreading darkness across the land.

Lanni Ahonen gags and sputters.

You hide a grin behind your hand.

Elexia raises a hand in greeting as she spirals down the moonbeam from the heavens to land beside you. She flashes the growling jackal a smile, apparently unperturbed by its warning. "Well met," she says with as she clasps her hands before herself and bow. "Aye! I very much would like that," she chimes.

To herself, grinning, you whisper, "The Seren way - drink it fast."

Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal huffs indignantly, sitting back down.

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Grinning, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon.

Eyes wide, Lanni Ahonen sticks out his tongue and shows his sharp, glinting teeth. "Aaaaaaaiiiiieeee!"

Shaking her head ruefully, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says, "I am sorry I am so tardy, dear me, the daylight slipped through my fingers today."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Lanni Ahonen, "Ah, poor fellow. We should have explained - in most instances, it is best to take a little sip of wine at a time. Especially when unaccustomed."

Raising an eyebrow over her glass, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Lanni Ahonen, "Rather excitable, are you?"

Elexia gives the rose-trapped wine glass a delicate sniff, then wastes no further time in dallying about. In a single, quick sip, she samples the beverage.

You have emoted: Lanni Ahonen's yell draws alarm from Lief - she quickly settles a blossoming wine bottle down, only to claim another. The liquid she pours into the new glass is water, clean and pure.

You pick up a blossoming wine bottle.

You pour water from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Urgently, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Lanni Ahonen.

You have emoted: "Water," Lief motions at the new glass.

You drop a blossoming wine bottle.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the north.

Lanni Ahonen drinks the water quickly, and then picks up another cookie and stuffs it into his mouth, chewing loudly.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

A bright tangerine canary stretches open her wings then folds them back up again.

Jolanthe nods her head sagely.

You have emoted: Lief draws back to her wines, some relief upon her face. To Elexia, she asks, "How are you enjoying your cup?"

Elexia peers about the area cautiously. She slyly inches by bit by bit to where the cookies are arranged. As if she were accomplishing a great heist, she swiftly snatches one up and darts away to nibble on her prize.

Across the heavens, the stars and moon challenge night's dark reign, revealing familiar constellations that tell the tales of myth and legend.

Wisps of exotically perfumed air tickle your nostrils, billowing away from Kailanna.

Jolanthe picks up a sweet fondue platter.

Cookie still partially in her mouth, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says, "Mmf? Oh, oh it was delightful."

Dwolthrak pets a delicate brown sparrow ingratiatingly.

Kailanna jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.
You sense Niavene pulling on the strands of aether surrounding Kailanna.

Dwolthrak pets a bright tangerine canary ingratiatingly.
A bright tangerine canary flutters over and hops onto Dwolthrak's shoulder, a sweet trill of longing rising from her throat as she gazes skyward.

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "Our wine-tasting is still underway, should any like to join us!"

(Ironhart Collective): Aethen says, "I will join."

Niavene inclines her head politely to those around her.

Elexia peers about as she wipes a few crumbs off of her cheek inconspiciously.

(Ironhart Collective): Aethen says, "Though I will not partake."

Elexia inclines her head politely to Niavene.

Dwolthrak inclines his head politely to Niavene.

Kailanna nods to Niavene in greeting.

(Ironhart Collective): You say, "Please feel free to teleport to me - we've snacks and water, too!"

Niavene says, "Hello."

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

You turn quickly as a twig snaps behind you.

You have emoted: Lief dips her antlered head toward Niavene in greetings, then picks up the dandelion wine again.

With a raised hand, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to Niavene, "Well met! Come, come, sample the wine!"

Millien tells you, "A little crowded..Sorry.."

You pour a floral dandelion wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a faint smile, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Niavene, "I am glad you could join us, I would not want to carry the entire weight of Magnagora's social reputation on my shoulders."

Offering it forward, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Niavene.

Niavene says to Elexia, "Thank you for the invitation."

Niavene beams broadly at you.

You see the following people here:
Jolanthe, Dwolthrak, Niavene, Kailanna, Elexia, Lief.

You tell Millien Myeras, "I understand."

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with motes of bright light.
You sense Aethen pulling on the strands of aether surrounding you.

Aethen inclines his head politely to those around him.

Her eyes twinkling as she glances over at Dwolthrak and Jolanthe, you say, "I will move along to our next vintage, to allow those of us who drink a little faster something new."

Dwolthrak's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Aethen tilts his head back for a moment, his form shifting slowly through the spectrum of colours.

Lanni Ahonen perks up, fixing his large, green eyes on the new arrivals.

You have emoted: Lief bows her antlered head toward Aethen in greetings over her bottles of wine.

Elexia glances wryly at you and hides a grin behind her hand.

Argent moonlight pierces the blue glow of the Flame of dae'Seren upon Jolanthe, enshrouding her momentarily in a silver mantle.

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "Oh, no need to worry over me. I am quite capable of handling alcohol - as you might expect from my history."

You grin mischievously at Jolanthe.

Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to you, "Well, we Sowers are quite used to imbibing, perhaps I should slow my pace."

A mischevious look fills Elexia's violet eyes as her lips turn up in a pixie's grin.

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "So it just comes naturally to drink along at a more brisk pace."

Laughing, you say to Elexia, "Indeed, I fear I was rushing along our city guests!"

Niavene says, "Excuse me one moment, I shall return."

You have emoted: Lief reaches out and cradles a new bottle, showing it to the gathering. "Our next two vintages come to us from someone much beloved to all the Basin. Quite opposite to Coraline, her roots planted her first in Gaudiguch before she wandered home to here in Serenwilde."

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "To be fair, I hold a slightly unfair advantage."

Niavene searches the air in front of her, then tugs upon an invisible strand of force.

Jolanthe grins mischievously at Dwolthrak.

You turn quickly as a twig snaps behind you.

Kailanna jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.
You sense Niavene pulling on the strands of aether surrounding Kailanna.

You have emoted: The transparent bottle in Lief's hands contains a wine which blushes pink. "I hardly need to say her name," she grins, eyes twinkling as she glances at Jolanthe, "but our vintner Jolanthe brings to us this drink, a blushing lilac wine, a dry wine with crisp, fruity notes."

Niavene ceases to wield a golden whip of the pious in her left hand.

Niavene ceases to wield a cog-emblazoned shield of the Midnight Legion in her right hand.

Niavene begins to wield a rose-trapped wine glass in her left hand.

Kailanna drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Holding up the bottle of blushing lilac wine, you ask, "Who would like a glass?"

Elexia rubs her hands in anticipation as she casts an eager glance over at Jolanthe. "Aha, one of your beverages! Then this will be a treat," she says with a grin.

Lanni Ahonen gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

Dwolthrak gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You pour a blushing lilac wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

The wind whistles eerily through the trees.

Grinning, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak.

Aethen opens his pack, looking into its contents as the light within his crystalline form shifts into a bright peridot. Nodding, he takes a frosted blue teacup made of glass out. From the aether pours cloudberry tea as his teacup fills.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to Lanni Ahonen, "I would recommend another try, though perhaps sipping as opposed to quaffing may suit your palette more."

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "You flatter me over much, Lief! But I shall certainly not refuse to be served my own wine - this is the sort of thing my young mind was keen to imagine."

Aethen takes the piping hot tea to his lips as he gazes about, listening to the conversation.

Jolanthe gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You have emoted: "Wine," Lief explains to Lanni Ahonen with a bright nod. "But try it slowly."

You pour a blushing lilac wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Beaming, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Jolanthe Myeras.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Kailanna's lips.

Kailanna gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

Niavene beams broadly at Kailanna.

Niavene pours out the contents of a rose-trapped wine glass on the ground.

Elexia takes a long draught of white wine.

Niavene says, "That was a lovely wine, but i would love to taste the next."

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

Lanni Ahonen says to you, "Slowly."

Niavene gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You have emoted: Lief gestures toward Kailanna and Niavene. To Lanni Ahonen, she explains, "Drink like they do."

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 4th of Dioni, 546 years after the Coming of Estarra.

You nod your head enthusiastically.

With a nod, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Lanni Ahonen, "With great poise and dignity."

You pour a blushing lilac wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals.

You pour a blushing lilac wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Niavene.

Niavene inclines her head politely to you.

Jolanthe raises her glass with a languid tilt of the head, drawing daintily from the wine with nary a sound as she watches Lanni intently.

You have emoted: "Slowly," Lief affirms, her eyes bright.

Lanni Ahonen turns his eyes towards Kailanna and Niavene.

You pour a blushing lilac wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Kailanna quirks her lips in a smile as she takes the faintest sip from her glass, savouring the taste.

Offering it forward, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Lanni Ahonen.

Niavene cants her head to the side curiously as she murmurs, "I sense something...sweet, yet subtle notes?"

Aethen's eyes go distant as something catches his eye, aside from those gathered.

A juvenile goat scuffs a foot against the ground.

Wisps of exotically perfumed air tickle your nostrils, billowing away from Kailanna.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "It is not quite as sweet as the others, but it has its character to maintain."

Niavene says to Jolanthe, "I like that very much. It has a very delicate taste."

Lanni Ahonen very carefully sticks his tongue into the new glass.

Niavene blinks incredulously at Lanni Ahonen.

You have emoted: Lief nods her agreement toward Niavene. "Perceptive!" she beams. "It's certainly our least sweet drink on offer today, but it makes up for it in flavour."

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to Jolanthe, "It is my favorite so far. Well done."

With a nod of approval, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says, "Quite complex, yes."

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

Jolanthe hums a happy tune.

Curling his tongue back, Lanni Ahonen smacks his lips a few times, blinking.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

You turn quickly as a twig snaps behind you.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

Dwolthrak drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

You have emoted: Lief regards Lanni Ahonen curiously as she settles a blossoming wine bottle down once more to rejoin the others.

Dwolthrak picks up a sweet fondue platter.

Jolanthe tentatively sticks out her tongue and licks a sweet fondue platter.

Dwolthrak eats a sweet fondue platter with obvious gusto.

Lanni Ahonen smacks his lips again a few times, continuing to blink. "Flower," he says, "Like flower."

Niavene lands towards Kailanna and whispers, "Do we make wines like this in the Engine, Warlady?"

The chirping of crickets surrounds you in a medley of night-time music.

Dwolthrak picks up a sweet fondue platter.

Dwolthrak gives a sweet fondue platter to a bright tangerine canary.
A bright tangerine canary flaps her wings and pointedly ignores a sweet fondue platter, disliking the offering.

You have emoted: Lief nods firmly toward Lanni Ahonen. "The lilac flower!"

Musing, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Niavene, "We do have a few rather notable vintages, though the numbers have waned in recent years. Quite a few skilled at the forge, fewer skilled in the kitchen."

Jolanthe eats a sweet fondue platter with obvious gusto.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak exclaims to a bright tangerine canary, "Pearls before swine! Ya vexing wee bird!"

Dwolthrak grunts and grumbles under his breath, eventually ranting about things that seem altogether insignificant.

Glancing wryly at Dwolthrak, you hide a grin behind your hand.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

The howl of a distant wolf momentarily silences the crickets.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the north.

You tell Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak, "Oh! Have you met Lanni before? He is Yneli as well."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Kailanna, "The forge certainly has its merits too! Though, it's bad to mix them up. Sometimes I end up in the kitchen when I intend to smelt, and sometimes I end up at the forge when I intend to bake."

Jolanthe looks up into the air for divine inspiration.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

Lips pursed in thought, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Jolanthe, "I suppose one could serve for the other in a pinch. You could likely cook something rather swiftly on a forge."

Dwolthrak tells you, "I have not, though he is most certainly an interesting sort. Endearing, I'd say."

Her eyes twinkling, you ask, "It's a wonder that coal can be used to forge both sustenance and war, isn't it?"

Lanni Ahonen surreptitiously picks up another cookie and tucks it into his tunic.

Jolanthe Myeras laughingly says, "Aye."

You have emoted: Lief nods her antlered head toward Dwolthrak, then returns to the drinks with a clap of her hands. "Would everyone like to move on to our next drink?"

Niavene nods her head emphatically.

Jolanthe drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Niavene pours out the contents of a rose-trapped wine glass on the ground.

You have emoted: Lief lifts the partner to the previous wine, another pink vintage. This one, however, is clouded with nectar and whites, both lightening and brightening the bottle's contents. "Our next drink from Jolanthe is a sticky honeysuckle wine. Do not be fooled by the nature of the previous drink; this one is definitely a sweet dessert wine."

Wiggling his long fingers in a wave, Lanni Ahonen exclaims, "Good-bye!"

Niavene waves goodbye at Lanni Ahonen.

Jolanthe waves goodbye at Lanni Ahonen.

Lanni Ahonen carefully strides to the north on lithe and silent feet.

Niavene gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

You pour a sticky honeysuckle wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Beaming, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Niavene.

Niavene beams broadly at you.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the north.

The chirping of crickets surrounds you in a medley of night-time music.

Jolanthe gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

Elexia gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

Jolanthe picks up a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing.

You pour a sticky honeysuckle wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a bright nod, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Jolanthe Myeras.

Niavene whispers, "Kailanna they'd likely take it amiss if we skewered one of those plump rabbits to take home for supper, yes?"

Niavene says, "Oops."

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the north.

Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to Niavene, "Oh, not at all!"

Niavene slaps a hand over her mouth.

You pour a sticky honeysuckle wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

With a warm smile, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon.

Niavene blushes furiously.

Elexia's pointed ears twitch as she catches the message, a genuine, guileless smile upon her face.

Jolanthe snickers softly to herself.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak intones, "Such is the bounty of the First Forest. Death, life, and rebirth are all a part of the natural cycle, the hunter and prey."

In a swirl of blue fire, a gentle spirit stag leaps out of the Flame of dae'Seren upon you and prances in a slow circle before fading.

With a nod of her head, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to Niavene, "Is it not the cycle of nature, after all, to eat such things? We do not shame the predator for its purpose. We eat of them, among other Seren bounty, all the time."

You have emoted: Lief looks up from her bottles and glasses, glancing between everyone here. She must have missed what was said, but she nods vigorous agreement anyway.

The sky lightens and stars fade as Father Sun approaches the horizon in his neverending quest to capture Mother Night.

Jolanthe consumes a coiled, beaming caterpillar cookie with green icing leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal tilts his head at the conversation before looking up to the canary with hopeful, hungry eyes.

Wryly, Niavene says, "If my senses leave me so quickly that I can only stage whispers, it is lucky this is a wine tasting and not a whiskey tasting."

Dwolthrak peers at Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal unscrupulously.

You giggle happily.

A mischevious look fills Elexia's violet eyes as her lips turn up in a pixie's grin.

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

A plump wild rabbit hops in from the northeast.

A striped badger hunches slightly and flares his body as he hisses warningly at Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal.

Jolanthe munches along contentedly, alternating between bites of cookie and sips of wine.

A plump wild rabbit bounces out to the northeast.

A bright tangerine canary stretches open her wings then folds them back up again.

Niavene closes her eyes in appreciation as she savours the full aroma of this new wine sample.

The breeze lightens.

Jolanthe drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Niavene says, "Oh my, that is a sweet one, but I like the touch of lychee!"

You have emoted: Lief hums quietly as she looks from person to person. "There is a reason hummingbirds, butterflies, and bumblebees all adore the late-blooming spring honeysuckle," she grins.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal, "She is a canary from the mines of Rockholm, a lucky one. They are used as monitors for potentially toxic fumes that may well up from below. I'd rather her not meet her end in such a way."

Elexia twists her mouth thoughtfully as she hums. "It reminds me of the oraculum," she muses. "The same sweet taste, opening the mind."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Niavene, "It's distinctive, and has an odd way of twining with the honeysuckle in kind. I like the two together."

Niavene nods her head at Jolanthe.

Comprehension flashes across Dwolthrak's face.

Dwolthrak gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You have emoted: Lief nods her own agreement with Elexia. "It really does, doesn't it?"

Rakkan, the Crowned Jackal glances to Kailanna first, who gives a slight shake of her head. He grumbles and settles back down, glancing back at the bird when no one is watching.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says to you, "Apologies. I was momentarily, ahem, distracted."

You have emoted: Lief grins at Dwolthrak with a shake of her antlered head. "The honeysuckle wine?" she offers. "Or are you readying yourself for the last drink?"

Niavene takes a long draught of white wine.

Dwolthrak peers about himself unscrupulously.

Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak says, "The honeysuckle wine."

A squirrel skitters through the treetops somewhere above.

You pour a sticky honeysuckle wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

Grinning, you give a rose-trapped wine glass to Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak.

Dwolthrak thanks you profusely.

Dwolthrak takes a long draught of white wine.

Dwolthrak takes a long draught of white wine.

Dwolthrak drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

The musky scent of loam and leaves fills you with vibrancy.

Niavene pours out the contents of a rose-trapped wine glass on the ground.

Kailanna drains the last dregs of white wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Niavene gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

Kailanna gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You have emoted: Lief bows her antlered head, then settles a blossoming wine bottle back down upon a flat rock. "I do hate to follow up Jolanthe's masterpieces with something much more unpracticed," she says, selecting the last bottle, "but when we are ready, I am happy to explain and pour."

Jolanthe tilts her head and listens intently.

You have emoted: Lief turns the bottle for all to see, its deep, vibrant pink attractive, even with the obvious floral matter swimming within. "This drink hails from Serenwilde, and is brewed exclusively for our Festival of Spring. It's actually my very first attempt at mulling wine!"

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic sun's luminous presence as he climbs higher into the sky.

Beaming, you say, "I hope you all enjoy it. It is a cerise spring-kissed wine. I have placed sugared snapdragon petals and sweet, floral syrup in an otherwise dry vintage to give it its color and taste."

Elexia's pointed ears perk up in interest as she offers her glass. "Oh, this I must taste! You have a lot of experience brewing oraculum, so I am eager to see what you made for a more casual experience," she says.

Millien tells you, "Hoyy."

Elexia gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You pour cerise spring-kissed wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Niavene.

Niavene inclines her head politely to you.

Dwolthrak gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

The musky scent of loam and leaves fills you with vibrancy.

You pour cerise spring-kissed wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals.

A radiant aura of blue light glows forth from the Glinshari Circle, signalling that the Flame of Glinshari shines with great strength.

Jolanthe gives a rose-trapped wine glass to you.

You pour cerise spring-kissed wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon.

Curiously, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Elexia, "Oraculum? I am not certain I am familiar."

Elexia thanks you profusely.

You pour cerise spring-kissed wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Spirit-Touched Dwolthrak.

Niavene licks a rose-trapped wine glass.

You pour cerise spring-kissed wine from a blossoming wine bottle into a rose-trapped wine glass.

You give a rose-trapped wine glass to Jolanthe Myeras.

You have emoted: Lief clasps her hands together, beaming.

Gesturing to the nearby brush, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to Kailanna, "It is a traditional drink of the Sowers of the Last Seed, made from the flowers of the Serenwilde and of great import in our  rituals."

You tell Millien Myeras, "Hello! We're almost finished with our drinking, and will soon be headed to the stage for the art exhibition!"

Niavene claps her hands together merrily.

Dwolthrak takes a long draught of red wine.

The white blanket of cloud in the sky above you thickens into a heavy cover.

The musky scent of loam and leaves fills you with vibrancy.

You have emoted: "Some call it fae wine," Lief adds onto Elexia's words brightly, "though not every batch of oraculum is wine!"

Niavene says, "Oh, I was a little worried when I saw the plant life swirling around, but those sugar-coated petals offer the perfect degree of sweetness. Well done!"

Elexia takes a long draught of red wine.

Dwolthrak takes a long draught of red wine.

Dwolthrak drains the last dregs of red wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

Elexia nods her head at Niavene, showing her acceptance.

Nodding thoughtfully, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to Elexia, "Interesting indeed. Magnagoran rituals tend to involve less in the way of traditional drinks and more...well, blood."

You have emoted: Lief flashes Niavene a beaming smile and a gratified, "Thank you!"

Kailanna takes a long draught of red wine.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Mm, this might have the most springy feel - especially with the cool touch of mint greeting the tongue before ceding more readily to sweetness, flowers, and that tease of lemongrass."

You have emoted: Lief is clearly an easy woman to flatter - she claps her hands together with delight, hearing praise.

Niavene smiles and says, "Each of the samples I was able to partake of was lovely. Thank you all so much for this delightful morning tasting."

You say to Niavene, "Absolutely! Thank you so much for enjoying these drinks with us!"

Raising her glass in toast, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "Agreed, an excellent vintage to round out the choices. Well done."

Jolanthe Myeras says to you, "You really should prepare a bottle for Cory, too - I'm sure it would be a nice surprise for her, if she doesn't know just yet!"

Elexia nods her head at Jolanthe.

You have emoted: "We will head toward the amphitheater soon, for those who can stay for the art exhibition," Lief says brightly, her face aglow with pride.

Jolanthe picks up a sweet fondue platter.

You have emoted: "If you enjoyed any drink in particular," Lief adds, "Binky to the north is selling the cerise spring-kissed wines already bottled, and a few others on tap."

Niavene says, "I am afraid I shall have to depart, but will the exhibition be open a little later if I wished to wander back through? Is that...permitted, at least?"

Jolanthe drains the last dregs of red wine from a rose-trapped wine glass.

You have emoted: Lief nods vigorously toward Niavene.

Niavene beams broadly.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Ah, certainly should be."

Jolanthe begins to follow you.

Niavene says, "Good good, I shall make the tour in a few days."

Niavene curtseys gracefully.

You clap your hands together merrily.

You have emoted: Lief bows her antlered head toward Niavene, beaming.

Kailanna swirls her glass around, touching a lacquered nail to her lip in thought. "Well, I could return to the city and be buried in paperwork, or remain here and see what the art exhibition has to offer. Choices, choices..."

Clapping her hands together once, Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says, "I shall go and procure a few bottles for some friends who weren't fortunate enough to be here, then I hope to see all you fine folk at the amphitheatre."

The sun reaches the zenith of the firmament, pausing in his quest to allow the land to bask in his shining golden rays.

Niavene laughs softly at the Warlady.

You have emoted: Kailanna's conundrum seems to genuinely trouble Lief - she regards Kailanna, fidgeting with her hands over her lap before she occupies herself gathering up bottles.

Niavene smiles and says to Kailanna, "You more than deserve a moment free of scribes and scrolls. It is not going anywhere, after all."

Chuckling softly, Warlady Kailanna n'Kylbar, Matriarch of Jackals says to you, "Oh, merely a jest, dear. I am a disciple of suffering, but I can only handle so much paperwork at a time."

Niavene says, "...unlike myself. Thank you all."

Kailanna taps her nose knowingly at Niavene.