Am Here.

Great waves crash over one another as they pour in from the east, finally swirling together before solidifying into Tridemon.

Tridemon snaps his fingers and warm water showers down upon him, and he scrubs under his armpits trying to wash away that horrible stench.

Tridemon takes an emerald fish blanket from the Godly Belt of Fabulous Space.

Tridemon gives an emerald fish blanket to you.

Tridemon reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks, starting to wave but too quickly handed a blanket and ruffled to properly respond.

Bizirik, the leothin chirps happily at Tridemon.

Bizirik, the leothin thrums, tail slapping the ground. It doesn't seem inclined to get up, lazily rolling over instead.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "It's been... a bit of a long couple of weaves."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks down at the blanket, taking it carefully and smoothing it out before looking up at Tridemon again, furrowing his brow in concern.

You tilt your head curiously at Tridemon.

You think to yourself: ** a recollection of burnt cat hair and ash - worry **.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "Hamos definitely died taking down one of the dragons. He has been sainted- Saint Hamos, the Dragonslayer. The very first Kepheran saint."

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks slowly once ... twice... he claps a hand over his mouth, letting out an audible gasp.

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "We killed a second dragon just before the weave. We had to dig through the rubble and debris of the city for materials, and we made a set of ten ballistae... which took down the second dragon. The third dragon... is still in the remains of the lighthouse."

Tridemon creases his brow in a frown.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "And the Voice of Rhapsody has gone missing."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Which is... annoying."

You have emoted: Gurashi's other hand covers his mouth as well now. It takes every ounce of strength to rise up to his feet, partially aided by Bizirik's head. As best he can he begins to fumblingly look Tridemon over, checking for signs of injury.

You think to yourself: ** dragon ...? saint ... slayer ... ballistae ... remains?? **.

You think to yourself: ** missing... ? **.

You think to yourself: ** still intently focused, making sure you are O-K **.

Tridemon seems entirely uninjured, and smelling far less of smoke than he did before- but there's still a lingering scent, and he still looks tired, though not as much as before.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "... come on, let's sit in the living room. It's more comfortable there."

You have emoted: Gurashi wrinkles his nose a little, then looks up at Tridemon again, still frowning.
Bizirik, the leothin lets out a little noise and rolls to its feet.

Bizirik, the leothin huffs.

You follow Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters east to A cozy living room.

You have emoted: Gurashi hobbles slowly after Tridemon, still glancing the lucidian over for any potential injury, though he finds none. He frowns.

Tridemon throws himself onto a dark blue crystalline couch, sprawling out and making himself at home.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "... are your legs alright? You're having trouble walking."

You have emoted: Gurashi sinks to sit very carefully on the other couch. He looks up, then bobs his head slowly side to side, lifting his shoulders in a short, exhausted shrug. He seems much more intent to focus on Tridemon, canting his head to the side.

Bizirik, the leothin flops down onto the ground.

You sit yourself down on a dark blue crystalline couch and make yourself comfortable.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... non-verbal for now?"

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks a few more times, then frowns ...

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "It's fine if you don't feel like talking."

You think to yourself: ** .. somewhere, residual from the previous month's events: an awful stillness ... sound stalls as if words were something to be choked on .. **.

You have emoted: Gurashi glances down, hands laced together without him even noticing.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks back up at Tridemon again, frowning, listening.

You think to yourself: ** a pitiable attempt to imagine the great lighthouse of New Celest, more of a vague impression of the light from a distance: gone? **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mm. Gone. Currently being inhabited by a very annoying tainted dragon."

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches out and lays a hand on Tridemon's arm, blinking.

You think to yourself: ** tainted? **.

You think to yourself: ** a thought - three ... all tainted? **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "No. Just the one. Magnagora empowered it with the taint in an effort to enslave it."

You blink.

You narrow your eyes to thin slits.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "We have... a direction, for killing it. Magic, music, and the sea."

You have emoted: Gurashi glances away, fidgeting at the news. Suddenly, he perks up again, looking at Tridemon in surprise.

You think to yourself: ** ... music ... ? **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Yes. Music. The Starhymn of Rhapsody was definitely a part of it."

You have emoted: Gurashi's head cants the other way, blinking slowly.

You think to yourself: ** .... starhymn ? ... **.

The depths of the dark of night herald a new beginning, and a new chance to make the world a little better.
It is now the 24th of Urlachmar, 561 years after the Coming of Estarra.
There are 4 days until the New Moon
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mmhmm. Harbingers have the Shadowbeat. Cacophony have Necroscream. Spiritsingers have the Wildarrane. Symphonium have Loralaria. Minstrels have... well, Minstrelry. And the Cantors of New Celest have the Starhymn."

You have emoted: Gurashi finally pulls his hand away from your arm, drawing his legs up from the floor and holding them loosely to his chest, still closely listening.

You think to yourself: ** ... barest recollection of violin music in the streets of the city ... **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "There was a vision. The currents of the Tides, an elemental summoned out of the Thalassos. Music woven throughout, a gargantuan elemental facing down the taint-blackened dragon above the Pool of Stars."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to Bizirik, the leothin, "I don't suppose you can speak yet?"

You have emoted: Gurashi's tired eyes widen slowly at the vision. On the floor between them, Bizirik snorts, stretching out lazily.

You have emoted: Gurashi ducks his head apologetically.

Tridemon reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.

You have emoted: Gurashi makes a face, swaying a little as he is ruffled. He pauses, looking Tridemon over, then reaches into his pack, returning with a cookie.

Gingerly, you give a lemon scented ladyfinger to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.

Tridemon nibbles on a lemon scented ladyfinger.

You think to yourself: ** a return to concern - curious as to your well being without being able to say as much **.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at his own cookie, not as keen to eat.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I'm fine."

You have emoted: Gurashi stares at Tridemon a little longer. You get the sense he only mostly believes you... he leans back against the couch, making a little face.

You think to yourself: ** ....a desire to help - can help ...?? **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... Not sure if you can help or not. Not with the dragon."

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi's head tilts until it hits the back of the couch, and he looks down, lips drawing back in disappointment. He frowns apologetically again, furrowing his brow.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "It's not your fault."

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses at this .. then nods several times.

Still nodding, you give a lemon scented ladyfinger to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.

Tridemon eats a lemon scented ladyfinger with obvious gusto.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks more relieved than anything when Tridemon eats, folding his arms over his knees once more.

You think to yourself: ** .... dragons .... **.

You think to yourself: ** ... an absolute sense of cluelessness ... **.

Tridemon pets Bizirik, the leothin ingratiatingly.

Bizirik, the leothin starts a little as it is pet, then stretches again, shutting its eyes and sprawling out lazily on the floor.

You think to yourself: ** strangely quiet, among all the dragon pondering and worries for your city and the lighthouse **.

Tridemon sighs a bit, as well. "The entry to the guildhall is broken, too. We have to literally climb up a tree onto a balcony now."

You blink.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You have emoted: Gurashi lifts his head from the back of the couch, staring in bewilderment.

The call of a cicada welcomes the setting of the sun and the coming night.

You think to yourself: ** ... how bad must it be ..... ? **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I hope they get everything cleared out soon..."

You glance askance at Tridemon.

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "The theater got attacked, too. The Cantors' old guildhall is inaccessible. The Coral Spires of Aquamancy... crushed."

You think to yourself: ** concern at your own worry - there is more? worse? **.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You have emoted: Gurashi's right hand covers his mouth, staring in abject horror.

You have emoted: Gurashi glances towards Tridemon's staff, then to Tridemon, furrowing his brow.

Tridemon briefly looks exhausted again before recovering. Is is a facade?

You have emoted: Gurashi watches Tridemon again, trying not to be obvious. His gaze wanders to Bizirik, watching the leothin yawn once, genuinely ... then again, less real, and a third time, giving both men the side eye, waiting for attention. As it is noticed, it snorts and lolls its head back, grinning smugly and letting out a noise like a laugh.

You have emoted: Gurashi's attention turns to Tridemon again, and he tilts his head, reaching out to lightly tug your arm.

Tridemon tilts his head curiously at you.

You have emoted: With a little bit of effort, Gurashi loops both of his arms around your left arm, giving it a firm albeit weak squeeze. He huffs, giving Tridemon a look.

You think to yourself: ** ... an attempt to display solidarity, without forcing you to endure a full body embrace ... **.

You think to yourself: ** ..... though you also sense he will totally hug you in a second ... this is quickly replaced with a sense of regret, for not being there ... mourning, for the loss of life, and stability .... **.

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Tridemon hugs you compassionately.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a little gasp of surprise, then releases Tridemon's arm to return the hug as earnestly as he can, chin on your shoulder.

You think to yourself: ** ... am sorry ... **.

You think to yourself: ** ... must be very sad ... **.

You think to yourself: ** ... must be very heavy ... **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... important people died. Sacrificing themselves to protect people. Relics. ... Dame Eluzmith lost her leg..."

You have emoted: You can feel Gurashi do his best to squeeze a little firmer, turning his head to look up at Tridemon and listen.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... Pretty sure you don't know who any of the people I'm talking about are. ... Pretty sure you still care."

You have emoted: Cheek mushed by your shoulder, Gurashi shakes his head - no, he doesn't know them. He furrows his brow, then shuts his eyes and nods several times in response to the second question.

You think to yourself: ** ... unfair - scary .... **.

Tridemon pulls back from the hug, looking... a little better.

You have emoted: Gurashi peels back and tilts his head, pursing his lips, his expression still sympathetic.

You think to yourself: ** again, gentle and concerned: ....... you - how are you **.

Tridemon sits back against the couch, looking straight up at the ceiling.

You have emoted: Gurashi remains stock still, letting his arms fall, hands resting in his lap as he waits.

You think to yourself: ** ... quiet ... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi nervously wrings his hands together once, not taking his eyes away.

Tridemon gives you a smile- it's sad, and a little small, but real enough.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You think to yourself: ** ...... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi tilts his head a little.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to Bizirik, the leothin, "Am I boring you?"

Bizirik, the leothin stretches again, licking its lips and closing its eyes. A definite maybe.

You glance askance.

Bizirik, the leothin stretches languidly.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... I haven't had time to go out for shrimp."

You shake your head.

You have emoted: Gurashi weakly raises his arms, flailing a little and shaking his head.

Bizirik, the leothin throws Gurashi a look, snorting.

Bizirik, the leothin stares implacably at you.

Bizirik, the leothin snorts again, tail slapping the ground.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to Bizirik, the leothin, "There's probably no fish in the river, but you can go and check if you like."

Bizirik, the leothin snuffles a little, shaking its whole body out and sitting up. It gives Tridemon a suspicious look, then slinks off to do just that, clicking in annoyance.

With a great sweep of its tail, Bizirik breaks off to the south.

You have emoted: Gurashi settles back to his small corner of the couch, watching Bizirik slink off with a blink.

You think to yourself: ** ... confused ... **.

You think to yourself: ** .... silly leothin ... **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I wasn't lying. She certainly can go and check if she likes."

You have emoted: Gurashi leans back a little to watch the doorway, awaiting the leothin's hopefully eventual return...

Tridemon reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.

You have emoted: Gurashi wrinkles his nose as he is ruffled, very nearly smiling. But then, a strange look overtakes his face, and he sinks back in his spot, letting his legs unfold and rest normal. He looks almost like he is listening to something, looking across the living room.

You think to yourself: ** .... soft, familiar static ... other thoughts becomes fuzzy and distant ... **.

You think to yourself: ** .... now we wait ... **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... I'm sure we'll find the voice soon. ... soon..."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks back at Tridemon, not quite seeing you, but nodding encouragingly regardless, his head bobbing back to stare across the living room blankly.

You have emoted: Gurashi continues to look dazed, leaning back in his spot.

You think to yourself: ** ... foreign familiar ... **.

You think to yourself: ** ...... tired ...... **.

You lean on Tridemon seeking consolation.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... I'm going to check on the fountain."

Tridemon gets up off a dark blue crystalline couch.

Tridemon shuffles his feet uneasily.

Tridemon turns towards the south and steps forward, instantly collapsing into a torrent of water that rushes outwards with a thunderous crash of water.

Great waves crash over one another as they pour in from the south, finally swirling together before solidifying into Tridemon.

Tridemon throws himself onto a dark blue crystalline couch, sprawling out and making himself at home.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Darkbrew."

You have emoted: Gurashi sits where you left him, hands folded in his lap and eyes tiredly rested on the other couch.

You think to yourself: ** .... **.

You think to yourself: ** .. repeated from earlier: now we wait .. **.

You stare blankly into space.