"You did it!" Elf!rashi

The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "The design I had <PERSON> submit for the <THING> has been approved and sent."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "** you feel him blink **."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "** a wash of excitement - yes! **."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "** gentle eager buzzing **."

You trace the name of Tridemon on the surface of a primaeval shadowglass snowglobe of dark fauna, and then shake the globe vigorously. As the swirling particles within clear, you see the vague outline of argent outer reaches of the Moonhart Tree (the Ethereal Plane).
You see the following in detail:
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The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "Need essence. Don't come."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "** a gentle rush of anxiety - understanding ... you see him being good and sitting diligently **."

The air in front of you begins wavering and shimmering.
You sense Tridemon pulling on the strands of aether surrounding you.
A piercing shriek fills the air momentarily as a shimmering portal appears.

You bounce up and down.

The oak door to the down is opened from the other side.

A shimmering portal glows brightly as Tridemon emerges from within.

You blink.

Tridemon closes the oak door to the down.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You stare at a shimmering portal, eyes wide.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

Tridemon nods his head emphatically.

You stare at a shimmering portal, eyes wide.

You reach out and touch a shimmering portal.

A shimmering portal collapses on itself, leaving glistening sparkles in the air that slowly dim into nothingness.

Tridemon ponders the situation.

Tridemon proudly shows off a package containing a <THING>:
This package takes the form of a perfect cube fashioned from a thin, yet sturdy, wood. It measures approximately eighteen inches on a side. A pair of ropes have been tied around it vertically, perpendicular to one another, with a note attached where the ropes intersect. The message on the note reads, "Simply ASSEMBLE me wherever you want your new furniture!" <-- lmaoooo

You have emoted: Gurashi stares at portal as it fades from sight... then whips around to face Tridemon, looking delighted.

You blink.

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks, staring at the package, his eyes wide. He grins, looking at Tridemon, writing: 'think will win?'

You look at Tridemon hopefully.

Tridemon shrugs helplessly.

You blink.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a soft little gasp, suddenly offering out a freshly made cookie.

You give a vanilla bean shortbread cookie to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.

Tridemon ponders the situation.

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

You begin to follow Tridemon.

You blink.

You tilt your head, gaze softening as you frown.

Tridemon touches his fingertips to his hand, illuminating the temporal tattoo upon it. The air beside him warps, as a clock-like portal manifests.

You have emoted: Gurashi suddenly writes: 'do want to be there for the Lady's tour?'

You follow Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters up to A private bedroom.

You blink.

A private bedroom.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Leading from the spiral staircase below, this bedroom is somewhat smaller than the living room, but the floors and walls continue the same use of the pale golden wood with its crystalline sparkles and violet whorls. There are fewer touches of welcome toward visitors here- this is obviously a room meant for a single person to stay in. The theme of the papered walls continue, and the painted waves reach much higher upon the walls, fading into underwater scenes near the baseboards. Another glittering violet ceramic pot has been set in the corner, featuring a particularly stunning example of the jeweled bamboo from the forest- not only does it have the jewel-toned leaves and the violet crystalline veins along its height, it also features rings of aquamarine crystal where the segments of the bamboo meet. Along the ceiling are another set of the blue stone tiles, but these are a sky blue, and mostly feature kelpies in various poses and shapes alongside a few examples of aerial life. A sturdy desk of dark wood with a silver five-pointed star inlaid atop it sits here with the drawer closed, its contents hidden from the world. A low, wide bed makes an imposing presence here, its frame covered in layers of snow-white blankets and plush silk pillows. A glass lantern hangs suspended here, painted and sculpted into a regal blue-and-yellow angelfish. A deep, high backed leather chair rests heavily here. Completely motionless, a slender leothin intently surveys its surroundings. Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters lingers nearby, the air about him singing with the rush of the ocean. He wields a dazzling white staff crowned by a platinum pearl in his left hand.
You see a single exit leading down.

You tilt your head curiously.

Tridemon sets a package containing <THING> on the ground and unties the knot at the top. The sides of the package fall away, revealing a pile of raw materials within. Suddenly, the furniture components spring to life, assembling themselves together to form <THING>.

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses at the stairs, then gasps.

You have emoted: Gurashi suddenly steps forward, clasping his hands together before his chest and staring at <THING> with wide eyes.

<LOOK AT THIIING>

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

Tridemon gives a painting of A Blossom, Unyielding to you.

You have emoted: Gurashi says nothing, hands on his heart as he stares up at the <THING> a few moments longer, before finally taking the painting. He smiles warmly at Tridemon, nodding several times in regards to <THING> before looking at the painting.

LOOK PAINTING
A fairly straightforward still life painting, this work features a
blossoming, blue-violet chrysanthemum against a background of bamboo
stalks. Dozens and dozens of delicate, slender petals- with subtle
detailing indicating that they are in fact made of faceted crystal- curl
toward the center of the flower. The petals are both lighter in color
and much closer together near the center of the flower, and its only at
the fringes that the details of individual petals, elegantly curved, are
able to be seen.

You blink incredulously at a painting of A Blossom, Unyielding.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "You kept forgetting it."

You have emoted: Gurashi holds the painting by the frame, marveling at it... suddenly, he looks up at Tridemon, blinking.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "So I thought maybe you just needed a painting."

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

A warm, vibrant glow emanates from a colourful glass lantern sculpted into a regal, jewel-like angelfish.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks back at the painting, exhaling softly. His face flushes bright red, and he smiles, then hugs the painting to his chest.

You think to yourself: ** ..of course - could not forget - not really... **.

You think to yourself: ** a ripple of psionic energy - a little flicker of blue, and violet **.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks down at a painting of A Blossom, Unyielding again, then up at Tridemon, beaming.

You think to yourself: ** washes of gratitude. yes. will keep on me even, maybe? no, should hang. no, keep. indecision **.

Tridemon pats you in a friendly manner.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Keep it for now. You can always find somewhere to hang it later."

You tilt your head curiously at Tridemon.

You have emoted: Gurashi purses his lips, looking back at the painting cheerfully again.

You think to yourself: ** so bright...! **.

You face lights up as you smile brightly at a painting of A Blossom, Unyielding.

You think to yourself: ** a sense of joy and gratitude, warm, safe **.

You have emoted: Gurashi bobs his head side to side, then gasps.

You flail about helplessly.

You have emoted: Gurashi tucks the painting under his arm, looking for his notepad so he may frantically write: 'kindesses!'

You cast a pleading look at Tridemon, flailing about helplessly.

You have emoted: Gurashi adds: 'always give me nice gifts and are nice to me and help - cannot keep up'.

You have emoted: Gurashi huffs, narrowing his eyes at Tridemon.

You think to yourself: ** ahh, kindness in turn gets kindness in turn? envisioning him, doing nice things for you **.

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

You narrow your eyes at Tridemon in an unnerving manner.

You bounce up and down.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "Did you ever manage to convince yourself of the hat?"

You think to yourself: ** feeding? helping maids? Oh! **.

You have emoted: Gurashi stops his bouncing, looking away shyly.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I'd quite like to see what you look like as Elfen. Just out of curiosity."

Tridemon nods his head sagely.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You have emoted: A blush creeps onto Gurashi's face, and he puffs his cheeks thoughtfully, looking towards the stairs.

You think to yourself: ** a recollection of the garden - talking quietly, soothing, nearly convincing? maybe - suddenly, not alone! too embarrassed! cannot be seen! waves of embarrassment keep you from having the courage, and you find yourself sequestered in your room, under entirely too many pillows **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I'm going to leave you in here for about five minutes, and then come back upstairs. So you can admire the <THING>."

Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters has lost you.

Tridemon tumbles out to the down.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi stares at the stairwell, then slowly back up at the <THING>, tilting his head.

You think to yourself: ** ... is not so scary, know. promise... changing, is... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi shuts his eyes, folding his hands together over his heart.

You think to yourself: ** it is like entering water - kind of, cold, and, then, not so bad ... **.

You tell Bizirik, the leothin, "Emote emote lays down, snorting, staring at the stairwell."

You think to yourself: -- .... ... .. --.

You have emoted: Gurashi slowly reaches up towards his head.

You think to yourself: ** ... let me try...? **.

You think to yourself: -- ... **suddenly - fear-- **.

You think to yourself: ** O-K am going to--**.

You think to yourself: -- fEAr wait are you --.

You close your eyes and inhale deeply, absorbing the scent of your surroundings.

You slip into a dapper, viridian-banded black felt hat. <-- elfy!

You think to yourself: -- N O --.

You have emoted: Gurashi barely gets a chance to open his eyes before he suddenly finds himself reverting again, the reaction fearful and sudden.

You slip into a dapper, fawn-banded black felt hat. <-- people hat!

You flail about helplessly.

You think to yourself: ** ahh...! please be calm, it is O-K **.

Tridemon tumbles in from the down.

Tridemon strikes a pose.

Tridemon pats you in a friendly manner.

You think to yourself: -- ripples of uncertainty, no that was weird tha --.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "Have a good look at the <THING?> I like the way that <STUFF> make <THINGS>."

You have emoted: Gurashi is currently caught in a strange state of being, form wavering. He concentrates very intently, looking up at Tridemon as the lucidian talks about the <THING>, eyes widening.

You think to yourself: ** --'s O-K-- **.

You think to yourself: -- --continued ripples of fear, but. slowly. losing. hold. as if physically shaken-- --.

You think to yourself: ** --is O-K!! is O-K! is O-K **.

You have emoted: Gurashi grimaces.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a little noise of struggle as he is engulfed in light, growing, immediately shrinking, growing again -- solidifying, breathless.

You slip into a dapper, viridian-banded black felt hat. <-- elfy!

LOOK ME
Standing at a limber six-foot even, he is a graceful elfen wyrden demigod. His shoulders are broad, his arms surprisingly sinewy and ending in square, lissome hands. His gentle complexion is of a smooth tawny hue and covered in a smattering of dark freckles. His long cheeks and thin, upturned nose both bear a permanent shade of blush, accentuated by the greatest cluster of freckles. A moderately sized crescent-shaped scar marrs his right cheek. His thin elfen ears are slightly longer than average, pointing downward and just visible behind the tangled mess of vibrant, apricot-colored hair. A shock of bone-white has grown in along the temple, lending a somewhat aged appearance to his otherwise youthful features. His sleepy eyes are perhaps his most striking feature, a vibrant blue-gray that almost seem to glow against all the surrounding hues. Shadows cling adoringly to him, reluctant to surrender their grasp on one with the truefavour of Nocht, the Silent. A scarlet hieroglyph rests in the centre of his forehead, flickering with occasional tongues of lightning to show the highfavour of Mysrai, the Shofet of Abyssal Scales.
He is wearing:
a circlet of crystal thorns pressed tightly to his head, rough-looking scabs visible near its edges
a Glomdoring friendship bracelet dangling loosely from his wrist
finely tailored black dress trousers which fit him comfortably
a soft cotton tunic of muted blue-grey which has been regrettably stained with blood
a pair of gardening gloves the ends of which are worn from wear
Refined Boots of the Paladin which stop at his knees
the Fingerblade of dha'Wyrden-cree tightly affixed to his left middle finger.

Tridemon ponders you thoughtfully, looking you up and down.

You think to yourself: ** ... hang ... in ... there ... **.

Tridemon hugs you compassionately.

You have emoted: Gurashi trembles from head to toe with exertion , then exhales suddenly, his pointed ears drooping in surprise.

You think to yourself: -- ...!! ...!! --.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "There you go. You're okay."

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

You have emoted: Gurashi starts to lift his arms, still shaking even in Tridemon's embrace as he concentrates intensely, fighting the very fiber of his being that urges him to revert once more. He scrunches one eye, the other intently staring at the <THING> before him.

You think to yourself: ** ...see? not bad ... not dead - aren't hurt, are O-K - doesn't ... hurt ... **.

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

You think to yourself: -- -continued ripples of anxiety, slower now, waves washing over with greater distance between each one- --.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... also, did your eyes change color? They look more blue."

You have emoted: Gurashi manages to open his other eye slowly, wrinkling his nose. He glances down, noting the minute difference in height between them. He puffs his cheeks.

You think to yourself: ** ... taller...? ... bluer ...? no idea, no ideas, haven't seen, haven't begun to imagine... **.

A slight chill passes over your features as Tridemon channels your reflection into a shimmering ball of water that coalesces in his palm.

You think to yourself: -- -listening, still quite upset but in shorter bursts, still- --.

You have emoted: Gurashi cants his head slightly to the side, staring at his reflection, confused.

You think to yourself: ** ... ahh, still, orange... but ... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks slowly, squints, leans in closer to his reflection, stares at his eyes, perplexed.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks down at Tridemon again, frowning...then, bending his legs the barest amount at the knees, dropping two inches to try and awkwardly match heights.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "My eyes stay the same color... well, the right one, anyway. For some reason my left eye's color goes elsewhere when I stop being Lucidian."

You have emoted: Gurashi stares at Tridemon's face, considering both your eyes before nodding once in agreement.

You think to yourself: ** a reflection of your eyes - Trill, both indigo. kephera, opalescent almost ... **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I have no idea why."

You think to yourself: -- ... a breath ... a sigh ... --.

You have emoted: Still weak, Gurashi slowly rises back up to full height, adjusting hist stance to make up for his shaking legs.

You think to yourself: ** it is interesting ... **.

You think to yourself: ** ... curious - why changed, what did different ... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses, then suddenly looks down at himself, finding his tunic not in pieces, and his pants not ripped at the seams. His relief is palpable.

Tridemon gives you a thumbs up.

You stare blankly into space.

You have emoted: Gurashi suddenly considers Tridemon.

You have emoted: Gurashi considers his reflection once again, blinking.

You think to yourself: ** a wash of confusion - nothing like Mixter Esei ... well, sort of **.

Tridemon gives you a thumbs up.

You tilt your head curiously.

You think to yourself: -- ...washes of... unreadable... --.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "You did it!"

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

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches up finally, touching his cheek. He blinks, slowly.

You have emoted: Gurashi steps back from Tridemon finally, doing just that, freezing in a dramatic half-bow.

You strike a pose.

You think to yourself: ** a wash of curiosity - light looks strange **.

The corners of Tridemon's mouth turn up as he grins mischeviously.

You have emoted: Gurashi rises out of his pose, gingerly touching his cheeks again, then reaching up to touch his ears.

You stare blankly at Tridemon.

You tilt your head curiously at Tridemon.

You think to yourself: ** everything seems... bright? bright **.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You think to yourself: ** ... can see more colors? no. maybe. details sharper? something different **.

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses, once again feeling his own ears, perplexed.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi delicately pulls his ears up, then lets them drop again, then suddenly stares intently at Tridemon, eyes flaring.

You stare at Tridemon, eyes wide.

You think to yourself: ** on repeat, unable to help himself: pretty, it is pretty, it is pretty **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's lips pull into a tired smile, and suddenly, he yawns.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "You should nap."

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks a few times, staring dazedly at Tridemon.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks down at a painting of A Blossom, Unyielding, then up at Tridemon again, smiling.

The pointed tips of your ears twitch to hear an errant sound.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks down at his hands, then at Tridemon, caught somewhere between overjoyed and very sleepy.

You think to yourself: -- ... ... --.

You think to yourself: ** a tired ripple of joy - tentative - you sense him wanting another embrace, but too embarrassed to ask or bother **.

You have emoted: Gurashi puffs his cheeks, offering another cookie, slowly.

Tridemon hugs you compassionately.

You have emoted: Gurashi sighs contentedly, returning the embrace with every bit of strength he has in him - albeit, not much. He lets go, smiling down at Tridemon and bobbing his head happily before pulling away and meandering towards the stairs.

You think to yourself: -- ... squeeze ... --.

<-- leaves