Broken and Mended

You snap your fingers and warm water showers down upon Gurashi, who scrubs under his armpits until he
is squeaky clean.

Gurashi gives a horrified gasp.

Gurashi stands perfectly still, now thoroughly drenched, and almost completely honey-free! "...do not
what makes think would... enjoy... ANY of that."

Gurashi traces a word on the surface of a primaeval shadowglass snowglobe of dark fauna, and then
shakes the globe vigorously. He stares intently at the swirling particles that float within the globe.

Gurashi traces a word on the surface of a primaeval shadowglass snowglobe of dark fauna, and then
shakes the globe vigorously. He stares intently at the swirling particles that float within the globe.

You ponder the situation.

You say to Bizirik, the leothin, "Don't lick Gurashi."

Bizirik, the leothin stares implacably at you.

Bizirik, the leothin snorts softly.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

A charge of energy flows through your soul.

Gurashi begins to alternate between quietly glowering at you and wringing out his few pieces of
clothing, mandibles clicking.

Bursting open, the clouds in the sky release a light pitter-patter of rain.

Gurashi peers skyward.

You say, "And now it's raining."

Gurashi's eyes raise to the heavens as a look of hope flashes across his face.

Gurashi lets out a soft, buzzing sigh.

You say, "The world thinks you shouldn't be dry."

Shadows pour out from the southwest, heralding Dusan.

Esei stares blankly into space.

Esei mutters discontentedly.

Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the southwest.

You hear the clicking of a wheel in the distance as you are blessed with 50% Increased bashing damage.

Gurashi looks about in confusion.

Gurashi looks after Esei, then back to you. "That is a weird thing for the world to want."

You say, "Damp kephera?"

The soft glow of the sun reflects in a beautiful array of colours upon the water's surface, an almost
entrancing display of nature's grace.

Gurashi nods once.

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


You have emoted: Tridemon gives a helpless shrug, which culminates in a grinding, snapping sound along
his left shoulder and several fingers going completely limp.

Caohite arrives, following Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk.
Shadows pour out from the east, heralding Dusan.

Finger extended, Esei pokes Gurashi.

Caohite rubs a ring of white gold and it begins to glow with a pulsating light.
Caohite pinches the air with her fingers and mimes draping something over her feet. She smiles with
satisfaction as a pillow of air begins to cushion her steps.

Esei points accusingly at Caohite.

Caohite tilts her head curiously.

You see Caohite say something, but her voice is drowned out by the wind.
Your lipreading talent lets you hear that Caohite attempted to say to Tridemon, "Hello again, Keeper."

Esei blinks owlishly.

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Gurashi stares implacably at Esei.

Disappointed, Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk asks, "You've met?"

Gurashi stares implacably at Caohite.

Esei raises a slender brow at Gurashi.

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Esei, "...helped her submit a
food."

Esei shakes their head.

Esei points accusingly at you.

Gurashi whips his head around to stare at you again.

Proselyte Caohite, Umbrated Ivory says, "He often comes to assist us in defense of the forest."

Showing that they understands, Esei nods their head slowly.

You have emoted: Tridemon attempts to look casual while slowly reaching up to his shoulder with his
right hand, shoving abruptly and shoving something back in place with a loud snap. "Yes, hello."

Esei stares implacably at you.

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Esei narrows their eyes at you in an unnerving manner.

Thin, threadlike skeins of mist unfurl through the distant skies, their faint striations suggesting the
presence of Czixi, the Welkin.

Esei blinks.

You have emoted: Tridemon idly flexes the fingers that had gone limp for a moment.

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Esei slowly slides their gaze over to Gurashi, silent question in their gaze.

Proselyte Caohite, Umbrated Ivory says, "You two must play some terribly odd games."

Esei stares implacably at Caohite.

Gurashi's mandibles click softly, frowning, but saying nothing, still quite sopping wet and oddly sweet
smelling.

Esei bows their head and closes their eyes, radiating a brilliant healing aura.

Esei chews on their lip, deep in thought.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

You fuse together several jade stones and form a jade vial.

You drain 60 sips of honey from your liquid rift into a jade vial.

You give a jade vial to Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk.

Esei peers at you unscrupulously.

The soft glow of the sun reflects in a beautiful array of colours upon the water's surface, an almost
entrancing display of nature's grace.

Esei peers at a jade vial unscrupulously.

You hum innocently to yourself.

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Caohite, "Is depending on what
would call a game, Miss Caohite."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says to you, "This does not erase the fact I heard that."

Esei narrows their eyes at you in an unnerving manner.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Esei: healer mode activated."

You say, "Yes, it has no bearing on why Gurashi is wet, either."

Esei covers their eyes with both hands, sighing.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): You say, "Tridemon's impulse control is getting worse!"

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.

Caohite simply smiles, staring at the three of you with a very, very confused look.

Suddenly quite stern, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Am going to tell Miss
Lady Carakhan."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I will help."

Esei stares implacably at you.

Gurashi glances sidelong at Caohite, making a quick 'come here' motion with a bob of his head.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Tridemon: *comes to harass Gurashi* / Tridemon: *suddenly ambushed*."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, ":D."

Auriella claims the Crystal Crown of Subtlety from the Domotheos of Knowledge.

You have emoted: Tridemon sighs for a moment, and peers at Gurashi for a few seconds. "Look, it'll be
fi-" the last word is cut off when, as he's lifting his arm to make a point, a much louder, nastier-
sounding snap rings out.

Gurashi glances about alertly, his antennae twitching as he scans the immediate area.

Face darkened, Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says to you, "You are not."

A new Ascendant rises! By decree of Emperor Ayisdra and with full support of the Board of Directors,
let it be known that the Grand Empire of Hallifax has this day imbued Aramel with the energies of the
Matrix, raising a Vernal Ascendant!

The soft glow of the sun reflects in a beautiful array of colours upon the water's surface, an almost
entrancing display of nature's grace.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Well, that's interesting."

You have emoted: Tridemon blinks, and slowly closes his left eye while a muscle under his cheek begins
twitching uncontrollably, the light in his right eye fading entirely, revealing the deep purple eye to
plain sight for the first time in centuries.

The Domoth of Knowledge enters a dormant phase.
Auriella takes control of the Crystalline Throne of Insight.

Gurashi blinks.

Auriella calls a major blessing of the Domotheos of Knowledge down upon the Grand Province of New
Celest.

Gurashi's expression goes from confused, to concerned, to panicked. "...e-eh? Tridemon," The kephera
steps forward, reaching out. "You are looking suddenly not so great."

Though very careful not to wet her skirts on the damp Gurashi, Caohite steps beside him. She leans
towards his head to quietly ask, "Is this some city-dweller disease? He is normally much more hale than
this."

You have emoted: Tridemon slowly and deliberately reaches down with his right hand, which is shaking
subtly, to roll up his sleeve, revealing... that his forearm has completely snapped in half, from palm
to elbow, with dull, dead gray crystal lining the fissure.

The soft glow of the sun reflects in a beautiful array of colours upon the water's surface, an almost
entrancing display of nature's grace.

Esei lets out a slow, sharp breath that sounds more akin to a hiss.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Tridemon you've got a gaggle of gasping gloms."

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.

As nightfall steals the last vestiges of daylight, a slender leothin's muted coat begins to shine with
a violaceous radiance, and a double pair of wings materializes, grandly extended as if they've been
there all along.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Who are all frantically typing at the same time i am sure."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "*is*."

Esei gently reaches out to grasp your right hand, careful not to jostle it. "And," they ask, voice
flat. "You kept this secret, -why-?"

Gurashi audibly gasps, at first reaching out as if to take the arm, then stopping himself, instead
opting to help by flailing around the injured limb. "Is -bad-! Is bad right?! That is -bad-!"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Alarin says, "I'm finding a way to steal Nature if Aramel doesn't get off her ass and upgrade
it."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Esei is about to bite off Tridemon's head."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Alarin says, "He never uses it. >.>."

Caohite kneels and reverently places a palm on the ground, her form suddenly blending into the
background.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "That's proving to be true!"

A charge of energy flows through your soul.

A wave of starlit warmth and benevolence washes over you, coursing through your link to the Pool of
Stars as it shines all the brighter for New Celest's championing of the Light throughout the First
World.

You have emoted: Tridemon lets go of his sleeve, groping at his side for... something. Anything. His
fingers brush against several worn objects- the Doctoral Cord of the Anomaly, one of two different
watches, and finally grasps the Thalassic Prayer Beads of the Sculptor of Waves, which he carefully
brings up to his arm, to start binding the halves back together in what is possibly the crudest way
possible.

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

Esei narrows their eyes at you in an unnerving manner.

Gurashi watches close, his hands near but never quite touching your own in an attempt to imitate,
replicate the motion should the need arise. "Your eye - are you O-K? Is not shiny anymore," He chitters
nervously.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Speaking earnestly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "This is -not- an O-K thing
to hide you know."

Esei lets go of your hand abruptly, turning to look at your face, frowning.

Huffing and puffing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe exclaims to you, "When are all better
are going to be in so much trouble...!"

You have emoted: Tridemon finishes binding up the arm, ineffectually, it seems, because his fingers are
completely unmoving, and all around much darker than even the rest of him.

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Esei stares implacably at you.

Esei cracks their knuckles loudly.

Gurashi chitters to himself with speedy movement of his mandibles.

In the still air you can hear the soft rippling of the waters and feel the gentle tug of the current as
it flows past you.

Gurashi chitters to himself with speedy movement of his mandibles.

Esei exhales slowly, allowing a long fluid breath to creep from their lungs.

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

A flare of light explodes in your mind's eye as the Platinum Sceptre of Arbitration goes into play.

Starting with an almost feral growl that quickly fades, you say, "I should... I should go."

Esei narrows their eyes at you in an unnerving manner.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says to you, "Do not be a fool."

Suddenly looping an arm under the lucidian's good limb, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says
to you, "We are going to the Sanctifiers Abbey, yes, are."

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Esei nods their head sagely at Gurashi.

Gurashi ponders the situation.

You have emoted: Tridemon actually gives off a hiss that any cat would be proud of, jerking his good
arm away.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Tridemon is turning into a cat?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Me, having no idea how to make someone follow me sans like... a pooka... or a
rope."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Meow."

Esei shifts their eyes suspiciously from side to side.

You sense the sweeping gaze of Auriella looking upon you.

A pooka is dragged screaming out of the shadows, which bind around him.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Lmao esei."

Esei pets a pooka bound in shadows ingratiatingly.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): You say, "Tridemon is acting like a cornered animal."

You dive underwater and hold your breath for as long as you can but see nowhere to go.

Under the bridge.
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. It is quite mild. The swift river runs
underneath a stone bridge from east to southwest. The bridge itself has been constructed from many grey
rocks, now coated in a layer of dank slime and moss. Drips fall constantly from above, splashing down
into the river below with great ripples. Although it is dark beneath the structure, it is still
possible to make out carvings and etchings on the bricks. Some are faded names and dates, no longer
legible; others are swirling spiral patterns and detailed pictures. A slender leothin sits here
motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence. Dusan, a coruscant
wyvern, lurks in the shadows here. Almost invisible, a pooka is curled up within the shadows that bind
it. Gurashi is here, pondering thoughtfully. He wields a wooden lute engraved with spiders in his left
hand. Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-sweet scent of
blackthorn blossoms. They wield an athame dagger of dusk in their left hand.
You see exits leading east and southwest.

In the still air you can hear the soft rippling of the waters and feel the gentle tug of the current as
it flows past you.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "LOL do you think you can ESCAPE."

(CombatClanWOO!): Auriella says, "Leaving shortly."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Ethna says, "If they have you allied, you can squad them, Gurashi."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "(via diving into a river)"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Ooh."

Gurashi sniffs the air while twitching a striped badger nose.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "*eye emoji*."

You say, "I... am going... to finish something. Yes."

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "No."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says to you, "No."

Moving to stand in front of the lucidian now, all four arms raised, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi
An'Ryshe says to you, "No."

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "You are going to have -arm-
looked at."

You have emoted: Tridemon waves at all those present... before using his good arm to touch the Mantle
of Starlight.

You touch the Mantle of Starlight and are surrounded by a brilliant white light. The distant song of an
angelic choir can be heard, as you feel angelic hands lift you up and carry you away.
This room has not been mapped.
Upon the Starlit Eternity.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground.
You see exits leading north, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest, up, and down (open door).

((CUE LOTS OF MOVEMENT))

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "BASTARD."

You sense the piercing eyes of Gurashi looking upon you.

The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "Please stop!"

You sense the piercing eyes of Esei looking upon you.

The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "...am -coming in-."

The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "And you are not going to run or -hiss-??? At
me? Again??"

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

You touch the Mantle of Starlight and are surrounded by a brilliant white light. The distant song of an
angelic choir can be heard, as you feel angelic hands lift you up and carry you away.
This room has not been mapped.
Upon the Starlit Eternity.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A sigil in the shape of a small,
rectangular monolith is on the ground.

((MORE MOVEMENT))

The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "Hey!"
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--- upon a glimmering stairway --- 0:-4:0 ---
Upon a glimmering stairway.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A fresh breeze is blowing through the area.
A golden sphere of energy hovers here, bathing the area in warm light.
You see exits leading northeast, south, and northwest.

You collapse in a heap on the floor, unwilling to bear the pain any longer.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

You drop a coral staff.

A powerplex jewel channels energy into your reserves.
Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 1st of Dioni, 550 years after the Coming of Estarra.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

You sense the piercing eyes of Gurashi looking upon you.

Upon a glimmering stairway.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. A fresh breeze is blowing through the area.
A grand stairway rises from the sands of the cay to grant access to the vast, sprawling ruin to the
north. Littered in sand and detritus, the shallow steps have clearly seen better days but are, beneath
the layer of grit, nonetheless resplendent. The worn, faded marble has given way to flakes of
glittering crystal embedded in the stone. On either side, low, raked balustrades provide protection
against a misstep, though the supporting columns have in places cracked apart or fallen away entirely
to the cay below. A golden sphere of energy hovers here, bathing the area in warm light. In the shape
of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A coral staff rests on the ground in a puddle of water.
You see exits leading northeast, south, and northwest.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

You sense the piercing eyes of Gurashi looking upon you.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe, "*There's a
moment of incoherent static that might have been words*."

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

You sense the piercing eyes of Esei looking upon you.

You sense the sweeping gaze of Auriella looking upon you.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

Bizirik stalks in from the northwest, wings spread as it clicks and thrums softly.
Gurashi arrives, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
Shadows pour out from the northwest, heralding Dusan.
Esei arrives, following Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe.
An embracing sense of serenity fills you as an empyreal ryujin alights upon the ground from the
northwest, currents of coruscating energy radiating around her.

Gurashi creases his brow in a frown.

Esei points accusingly at you.

Gurashi raises his arms but stays near to the doorway, mandibles clicking energetically.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "It's him."

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "The Man."

Auriella gingerly walks up to you, slowly crouching down and placing a hand upon your shoulder.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, ";A;."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Gurashi: *so very concerned*."

Softly, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Tridemon...."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, ""Tridemon has collapsed in a heap on the floor.""

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esri says, "Can someone shovel him off the floor."

You have emoted: Tridemon is barely responsive, turning his head only slightly before letting it rest
back on the stone.

Glorious grey wings arch behind Auriella, wrapping themselves about her with iridescent feathers
glimmering with starlit silver.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Cries."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Ashira says, "I can send you a shovel so you can do it Esri."

The light spread of cloud overhead fluffs up into sparse cotton bodies.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to
Gurashi, "Any idea what happened?"

Gurashi drops his arms, wringing them together. Finally, he creeps further up the stairs, joining
Auriella near to you. He stands on his tiptoes to gaze down. "The changes in the magicks."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esri says, "I am notthe shovling type anyone else the shovling type?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Sure."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Gimmie shobel."

With a loud yet playful whistle, a mechanical dirigible comes puttering in on currents of air, its
metallic claw grasping a silver shovel, which it quickly deposits in Esei's hands.

A mechanical dirigible bobs up and down on the air currents before jets of steam erupt from several of
its valves, then putters off.

Quietly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Auriella, "Mentioned arm has always given
troubles, but since the magicks changed for peoples like him has been harder to take care of."

Clasping a hand on the side of his head, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Auriella,
"Knew was uncomfortable but -this-..."

Auriella ponders the situation.

Esei purses their lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as they carefully gathers their
thoughts.

Weakly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "This is suffering. Ahh, Tridemon, am -so-
sorry."

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "You mean
the way we call elemental nodes?"

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I... my own healing did not help much."

Esei nods their head at Auriella.

Auriella ponders the situation.

Esei chews on their lip, deep in thought.

Shaking his head, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Auriella, "Uh, maybe? Uhm, he
mentioned it previously but the terms are too big for me."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I could try to... anesthesia?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "I forgot the verb."

Gurashi crouches down on the stairs, doing the only thing he can think to do: start playing a very soft
song.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "We can
try taking him to the Abbey, the Chambers of Cleansing there may help and Zeasha our guild tutor may be
able to help, just not sure how we can move him."

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

Esei pats a pooka bound in shadows in a friendly manner.

Esei raises a slender brow.

You have emoted: Tridemon mutters something that barely audible. "Constellations... Ayi... ...gone."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Ghasp."

Esei creases their brow in a frown.

Auriella puts her hands on her hips and goes "Hmmm!"

Gurashi looks about in confusion.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "*whisper* is tridemon on his back or his front."

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks, "Constellations...?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): You say, "Front. Facedown."

The last vestiges of midnight shadows flee as Mother Night hides herself from the luminous arrival of
her shining mate as he chases her across the bowl of the sky.

As the sun's rays begin to break over the horizon, a slender leothin's amaranthine visage begins to
fade back to a soft gray, wings dissolving like mist with the morning light.

Gurashi looks at Auriella and Esei, confused and concerned.

Softly speaking, Auriella says, "Ayi is his wife, but I have not seen her...I don't think ever."

Esei gently touches your shoulder. "I will attempt to turn you over."

The perception of time momentarily slows to a fraction as Atropos snips stray strands and frayed
threads upon the Tapestry of Fate, each cut bringing a distant scream. Time rushes forward as the
memory fades, yet you retain the knowledge that your fate in Lusternia is far from meeting its end.

Gurashi plays a wooden lute engraved with spiders and directs the harmonious notes towards you.
Your body flushes warmly to the vibrating sound.

You have emoted: Tridemon is barely moving still, though his right arm has started to move and grope
toward his fallen staff.

Gurashi perks up, quickly gathering the fallen staff and sliding it towards your groping hand.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "I'm helping!"

Esei shakes their head.

Gurashi frowns, mandibles clicking. "Tridemon," He chitters softly, "how can help?"

Gurashi exhales a plume of smoke and a bit of flame and nods, his chin rising as if to a challenge.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I will try to anesthetize him, and see if it helps. Though, it
comes with... drawbacks. More specifically aurawarp."

Gurashi looks at Auriella again. "You are a New Celest persons - could we get him to the place you
mentioned? Would it help??"

You pick up a coral staff.

You have emoted: Tridemon wraps his fingers around his staff again, gripping it and pulling it in and
under him before falling still once more.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Did tridemon drop a palm sigil SPECIFICALLY. for his staff?"

Auriella lets her eyes fall to look over you, then up to Gurashi before mentioning, "I could create a
portal to the Cleansing Chamber, Gurashi if you could pick him up?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): You say, "Yes. Yes he did."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "That's good rp."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Hehe."

Your spiritual aura churns as if under some unseen assault.
You are afflicted with warpedaura.
The pains of the physical world no longer seem to plague you.
You are afflicted with anesthetized.
Esei flourishes their hand to unknown effect.

(AC SHENANIGANS)

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Oh,."

The pains of the physical world come rushing back to you.
You have cured anesthetized.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "*didn't know it did that*."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "It causes recklnessness."

Gurashi lets out the tiniest of gasps, then removes his lute, thrusting it out for Esei to hold.

Esei blinks.

Gurashi ceases to wield a wooden lute engraved with spiders in his left hand.

Gurashi gives a wooden lute engraved with spiders to Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Gurashi: Now is time to show am macho."

The Mantle of Starlight shimmers and twinkles as the starlit darkness that it is formed of continues
its eternal motion.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

Esei awkwardly holds a wooden lute engraved with spiders.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "One
moment, I'll go open the portal."

Undulating waves of celestial light trailing behind her, an empyreal ryujin glides out to the ether
upon a current of cosmic energy.

Gurashi claps his hands together, then stoops down. "Ooooo-K, promise will try to make as painless as
possible, yes," He says encouragingly, looping an arm around your back.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.
A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

The air in front of Gurashi begins wavering and shimmering.
You sense Auriella pulling on the strands of aether surrounding Gurashi.

A piercing shriek fills the air momentarily as a shimmering portal appears.

The light spread of cloud overhead fluffs up into sparse cotton bodies.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Esei is 100% fourth wheeling at this point, this is ok."

You have emoted: Tridemon twitches under the treatment, spasming and turning over involuntarily, both
eyes abruptly opening wide, the right eye still the dark purple as before, while the left eye is much
different- divided into jagged thirds of amber, opal, and emerald hues.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "No! You are here!"

Esei tilts their head curiously.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "*hides behind lute*."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Am not."

A shimmering portal glows brightly as Esei steps through.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the ether.

An embracing sense of serenity fills you as an empyreal ryujin alights upon the ground from the ether,
currents of coruscating energy radiating around her.

Gurashi very carefully lifts you into a seated position, retracting when the man spasms. He returns to
his task shortly thereafter, looping his other arm under the smaller lucidian's legs and hoisting him
up.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Ok."

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

Chittering, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "Aaaaaaandupwego."

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

Taking hold of Kiakoda's Divine Wand of Everliving Stars, Auriella waves it through the air, marking
out lines of power with precision.
The air in front of Auriella begins wavering and shimmering.

Gurashi chitters at you with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

A piercing shriek fills the air momentarily as a shimmering portal appears.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "So this is where you hid that child!"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Hehe."

You begin to follow Gurashi.

A warmly-glowing sphere of energy dwindles, winking out of existence as the surrounding light dims.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to you,
"This may hurt a little."

An infinitesimal mote of golden light winks into existence, swelling into a warm, golden sphere of
energy.

Carrying Tridemon as carefully as he can, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Auriella,
"We will be O-K!"

Gurashi chitters to himself with speedy movement of his mandibles.

You follow Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe to the Chamber of Cleansing.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Esei actually knows about it because... a pest."

"Ok!" Auriella exclaims.

Esei strikes a pose in front of Gurashi.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Hehe!"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "BIG STRONG BUG."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Anyway, derp aside."

You have emoted: Tridemon looks almost panicked, his breath growing ragged upon the transition to a new
location.

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

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Set him
down in one of the pools."

Gurashi's mandibles click, all four arms doing their part in keeping you still and firmly carried. He
makes his way towards one pool, then sidesteps and goes for another even closer one.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Zeasha
Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, "Dear Zeasha, an affliction has befallen Tridemon, are you able to
assist?"

The Mantle of Starlight flows gently against your form, twinkling stars shifting across its surface as
the starry infinity continues its eternal motion.

Gurashi steps into the pool without a moment's notice, careful not to slip and drop the lucidian. Once
waist deep, he carefully sets you down, climbing back out of the pool and kneeling beside it. "Uhm,
like this?"

Gurashi chitters at Auriella with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Splish splash."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "I hpoe these weren't holy pools."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Takin a bath?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "I just walked in it."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "They probably are."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Get cleansed."

You have emoted: Tridemon focuses slightly more, although the fact that his left eye has two pupils
across three segments makes it a bit hard to tell what he's actually looking at.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Hes got a bung eye!"

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela murmurs quietly a moment to Tel, and then hurries over to
Auriella's side. "Of course, Sanctifier. Whatever has happened?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Also gurashi are you logging because I sure aint."

You have emoted: Tridemon breathes a bit harder, managing to speak a few incoherent syllables before an
actual word, "...Broken."

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Zeasha
Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, "Well, I am not entirely sure. Gurashi here has said that he's been
suffering with an arm injury since mages new ways of elemental magic were discovered."

Gurashi chitters quietly, studying your face and ignoring the commotion behind him. "Do not worry, they
are going to fix you right up..."

Gurashi's mandibles twitch slightly as he voices a brief, curious chirr.

Gurashi tilts his head and listens intently to you.

Esei purses their lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as they carefully gathers their
thoughts.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "...specifically his right arm."

Quietly, leaning in to hear over the other's talking, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says
to you, "Broken? Yes, your arm is broken."


Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

You have emoted: Tridemon focuses again, a little more lucid now, on Esei. "... Left."

Esei creases their brow in a frown.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Listen Tridemon I can't tell the difference between right and left."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Or right and correct."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "*gross sob*."

Esei stares blankly into space.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "...yes, left."

Gurashi continues to lean in close to listen, drumming his hands on the edge of the pool and chittering
softly.

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "Left as in, left or right? Or,
left as in... left behind?"

Gurashi tilts his head and listens intently to you.

Esei stares implacably at Gurashi.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "I don't know!"

You have emoted: Tridemon seems to lose focus for another few seconds before turning his head toward
Gurashi. "The arm... which has been dying... Left."

Shadows swirl around Gurashi's arm as the Fingerblade of dha'Wyrden-cree shifts and turns around his
hand.

Gurashi blinks.

Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

Auriella moves over to the side of the pool where you lies, gingerly she places a hand under your left
arm and lets the fingers of her other hand trace over it ever so gently and softly.

Gurashi looks over his shoulders towards Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, Auriella and Esei, then
back down to you.

Chittering anxiously, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "Am worried, because his face
looks different too..."

Esei bows their head and closes their eyes, radiating a brilliant healing aura.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Gurashi's mandibles twitch slightly as he voices a brief, curious chirr.

Singing drifts in from outside, faintly muffled.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Zeasha
Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, "Might you able to discern what might be the cause of this affliction?"

Speaking up, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe exclaims, "He hurt it when he was little!"

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Quickly lowering his voice again, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "Right?"

Beads of sweat break out on Gurashi's face.

Esei stares implacably at Gurashi.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Quizzes self on knowledge of friends."

You have emoted: Tridemon manages to lift his right arm enough to pull the sleeve back, revealing the
injury in question, which actually looks worse than it did little more than half a day ago. The
entirety of his forearm, from his palm to his elbow, has snapped in half lengthwise, barely held
together with a set of prayer beads. The fissure itself is dull, dead gray, and has streaks of the same
color creeping toward his shoulder.

Gurashi flails about helplessly.

Esei chews on their lip, deep in thought.

Quietly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Do not know how to say this without
alarming you, but..."

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela blinks slowly, glancing back and forth between those assembled.
"... I can try," she murmurs, stepping near as she flings her mandolin across her back. Now witnessing
the injury, what was once a confused look softens into concern.


Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "...you ..."

Gurashi hesitates in finishing his thought, looking to Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela and making
room for her on the side with the afflicted arm. He reaches out, grasping your opposite shoulder
gently.

You have emoted: Tridemon seems more lucid with each passing second in the waters, finally focusing on
Zeasha. "It's part of something... happened as a child. It's not the same as the rest of me. Pain. Held
in check with Aquamancy. Like a flowing river. Aquamancy... not a river anymore. A constellation."

Singing drifts in from outside, faintly muffled.

Glancing over Zeasha's shoulder, Auriella speaks quietly, her brow furrowed with concern, "We've been
working on a cleansing, I am just unsure of if it would work...."

Esei folds their hands neatly on their lap.

Gurashi blinks.

Gurashi squints, then gazes out towards the horizon. "Oh... oh! Right!"

Gently placing her large hands beneath Tridemon's arm, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says, "I
see. Unfortunately, I am not so much a healer as a hymnist..." She gives Auriella a look. "A cleansing,
you say?"

Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

Hurriedly albeit quietly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "So ...because the stars
aren't in the right position - is that why this happened?"

With a loud yet playful whistle, a mechanical dirigible comes puttering in on currents of air, its
metallic claw grasping a sliced of marbled chocolate matcha cheesecake, which it quickly deposits in
Gurashi's hands.

You blink.

A mechanical dirigible bobs up and down on the air currents before jets of steam erupt from several of
its valves, then putters off.

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "Or just because you cannot have
the water?"

You have emoted: Tridemon gives a rasping, grating laugh that is nearly devoid of amusement.

Confused, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "All of the magicks are so
different."

Gurashi flails about helplessly.

Esei purses their lips, deep in thought as they contemplates you.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Zeasha
Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, "We were working on a rite of sorts to help with the child. It may help,
but as I mentioned, it has never been tried before..."

Gurashi quickly shuts his mouth, removing his hand from your shoulders and resuming kneeling beside the
pool, watching intently.

You have emoted: Tridemon raises his head a bit more. "When it was like a river... it was contiguous.
Flowing. Easy to connect together. Always. And now... a constellation. Where I need to find where the
stars were meant to be... but not in time, apparently." He says, and seems to have exhausted himself in
the explanation because he sinks back down.

Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

Gurashi flails about helplessly.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says, "I see no reason to hesitate, Righteous Sanctifier."

Gurashi stares helplessly between Auriella and Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says, "We might as well try now."

Esei gives Gurashi a friendly squeeze.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Very
well. It may take me a moment to gather the items we will need."

Gurashi chitters to himself with speedy movement of his mandibles.

Gurashi suddenly sits up, looking at Auriella with wide eyes. "What can we do to help?" He asks,
gesturing to Esei and himself.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Esei,
"If you could head to the Isle of Light and gather some of the golden sands for me?"

Esei blinks.

Esei nods their head at Auriella.

Singing drifts in from outside, faintly muffled.

Aramel claims the Platinum Sceptre of Arbitration from the Domotheos of Justice.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to
Gurashi, "I'll get you to keep Tridemon comfortable, I shan't be long."

Gurashi blinks.

Gurashi gives the world a smart salute.

Skeletal white blossoms flower along the flesh of Esei, riding Dusan, the coruscant, as their body
splits apart into a blizzard of blackthorn petals that leave to the out.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the out.

Gurashi chitters at you with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

Gurashi chitters at Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to you,
"I'll return as soon as I can."

Gurashi nods his head at Auriella.

Bringing her hands together before her, Auriella presses a closed fist into an open hand as she bows
humbly to all present.

Undulating waves of celestial light trailing behind her, an empyreal ryujin glides out to the out upon
a current of cosmic energy.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Idk how much sand you need so I'm just gonna get... all of it."

Singing drifts in from outside, faintly muffled.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "One is enough."

Gurashi nods enthusiastically before resuming leaning forward at the edge of the pool, making it
marginally easier for you to see him. "So! Is this how pictured day going?" He says, attempting to
lighten the mood.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Too late."

Gurashi chitters at you with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "I have 7 sand."

Gurashi chitters at Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Just need to make a globe."

The Chamber of Cleansing.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. This wide marble chamber is suffused with a
gentle light that emanates from dozens of water filled globes placed strategically about the room to
provide clarity without being blinding. Delicate privacy screens aportion the room into smaller
sections, screening the scattered salt-water pools dedicated to the cleansing of body and spirit of
petitioners. Some of the pools are stirred by gentle currents, lending a soft susurration that flows
throughout the chamber. The soft murmur of the waters increases the sense of privacy and discretion and
soothes the senses. Set into a small alcove is an icon of Saint Gathlyn, his rapturous expression a
welcome beacon to those in spiritual turmoil. A wan merian childs lies within one of the pools, the
water lapping away the unhealthy grey tinge to his scales. Completely motionless, a slender leothin
intently surveys its surroundings. Humming idly under her breath, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela,
bounces on the balls of her feet. Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe is riding on Bizirik, the
leothin.
You see exits leading up (open door) and out (open door).


The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "//so THIS is fun :D!"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Lmao, I got a hint for a celest quest."

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela's face breaks into a slight smile, as much as one she can muster
given the circumstances. "I was not imagining this, no," she remarks, still cradling the arm in
question.

You have emoted: Tridemon looks up at the ceiling for a moment before responding. "It's stopped hurting
some. Stopped feeling much at all."

Gurashi nods, returning the smile with equal lightness. He turns his attention back down to you,
tilting his head, antennae twitching. "Am not a healer, so, maybe that's good??"

Gurashi flashes a concerned look to Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela.

Doubtfulness belies Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela's gesture as she shakes her head side to side.

Shadows pour out from the out, heralding Dusan.
Esei arrives, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
An embracing sense of serenity fills you as an empyreal ryujin alights upon the ground from the out,
currents of coruscating energy radiating around her.

As nightfall steals the last vestiges of daylight, a slender leothin's muted coat begins to shine with
a violaceous radiance, and a double pair of wings materializes, grandly extended as if they've been
there all along.

Gurashi returns to looking at you, expression hopeful. "Even if this does not work... do not hide
something like this again from, O-K?"

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Panting, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Okay, I think we have everything."

Gurashi sits up, looking at Auriella and Esei, chittering excitedly.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Oh, one
moment."

Esei leaves, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the out.
Undulating waves of celestial light trailing behind her, an empyreal ryujin glides out to the out upon
a current of cosmic energy.

Gurashi's mandibles twitch slightly as he voices a brief, curious chirr.

Gurashi pats you in a friendly manner.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says to Gurashi, "Be careful with your pats."

Sinking back down, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Really though!"

Gurashi gives a horrified gasp.

Shadows pour out from the out, heralding Dusan.
Esei arrives, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
An embracing sense of serenity fills you as an empyreal ryujin alights upon the ground from the out,
currents of coruscating energy radiating around her.

"Ok!" Auriella exclaims.

Gurashi quickly withdraws his hand and nods furiously, apologizing once.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Sobs."

Auriella inhales deeply before letting out a long slow breathe.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says to Auriella, "We are at your direction, Righteous
Sanctifier."

Gurashi tilts his head and listens intently to Auriella.

Auriella nods her head emphatically.

Esei leaves, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the out.
Undulating waves of celestial light trailing behind her, an empyreal ryujin glides out to the out upon
a current of cosmic energy.

Shadows pour out from the out, heralding Dusan.
Esei arrives, following Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea.
An embracing sense of serenity fills you as an empyreal ryujin alights upon the ground from the out,
currents of coruscating energy radiating around her.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela tilts her head toward Auriella, her single eye trailing her
movements.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Glancing across the room towards those gathered before letting her gaze fall to you, Auriella takes a
deep breathe and slowly lets it escape her lungs. Her voice warm and comforting she softly says with a
slight tremble, "Let us hope this works".

Gurashi scoots back, though stays no less than a foot away from the pool, watching Auriella for
direction.

Lifting a simple clay amphora carved with Thalassic and Celestial imagery which she was carrying,
Auriella moves to the side of you, before setting the amphora down atop a small table upon which she
rests various other items.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "I almost sent "Tridemon is collapsed in a heap on the floor." to my partner.
oops."

Auriella reaches inside a small leather satchel and retrives a stylized angelic candle, which she sets
within the center of a glass vessel. Taking hold of the ceramic amphora, she removes the engraved
stopper and pours the crystal clear liquid it into the bowl until it rises halfway up the candle. "Pure
waters of the Thalassos, sacred to the Sanctifiers of Loathys contains healing properties to aid in
cleansing."

Distant and muffled voices filter in from outside.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela chants softly, "Praise to the healing powers of the Thalassos..."

Esei keeps a polite distance, but their dark eyes are evidently curious.

Placing the amphora down, Auriella retrieves a small white pouch from her satchel from which she draws
a shimmering lock of golden hair from, holding it within her hands, she clasps them together before
bowing her head in prayer, "Lady Raziela, Your loving radiance and enduring love teaches us compassion
and forgiveness and brings us closer to one another, we use this gift to infuse the waters and empower
this rite." Lifting her gaze, she drops the lock of golden hair into the bowl which causes the waters
to ripple slightly.

Raising a globe of holy fire before himself, Auriella bows his head in prayer, "Lord Methrenton,
Embodiment of the Holy Flame in our hearts, the passion and zeal that inspire us to reach heights in
even the darkest of times, we use this gift to temper this sacred rite and ignite our efforts." She
drops her gaze towards the angelic candle before using the white fire within the globe to light the
wick.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says, "Praise to Lady Compassion and the Crusader..."

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Distant and muffled voices filter in from outside.

Gurashi chitters softly to himself, covering his beak with a hand to keep himself quiet as he listens
to the words spoken and does his best to mutter them back under his breath.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Turning towards the table and grasping a fan of angel feathers, Auriella closes her eyes as she inhales
deeply. Her eyes open once more as she slowly exhales, raising the fan, she sweeps it through the air
above you thrice, a cool breeze stirring through the chambers briefly, the soft wind clearing the air
around you.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela holds steady, keeping a gentle grip upon your arm. Her chants
remain soft, the whisper of prayer on her lips as the ritual continues and builds.

Placing the fan down, as her slender fingers swirl through the cool waters of the vessel, Auriella
causes the waters to ripple, "Lady Kintyre, Lady of the Rip Tide, your powerful influence and adamant
will we call upon to bolster this sacred rite and bring strength and focus to our efforts so we may
heal Tridemon."

Grasping the rim of the glass vessel, Auriella gazes deep into the stirring waters as they begin to
calm, looking fresher than before as she grasps a piece of coral tightly in her hand, the fronds
pressing into his skin as tiny droplets of blood spill into the basin before she places it within the
waters, "Lord Murlough, Lord of the Red Bloom, we call upon your renewing waters to wash clean and
rejuvenate this rite." Placing her hand within the refreshing waters of the vessel, her wound washes
clean and soon fades, the waters shimmering with a crimson light before returning to crystal clear.

Esei pauses for a second, a slight frown upon their face.

Gurashi exhales softly, leaning forward again towards the pool, listening to Auriella's words as he
watches you, and the pool of water he rests in.

The waters within the vessel swirl autonomously.

Esei blinks slowly.

Gurashi's gaze lifts hopefully.

Inhaling deeply with eyes closed, Auriella exhales slowly before opening her eyes and nodding
confidently, "....okay."

Dipping her hand into the crystal waters of the vessel, Auriella scoops up a handful and lets it run
through his fingertips before lifting it above you. The cool droplets falling upon his brow as she
speaks aloud, "Let these sacred waters run down and wash away this his condition!"

Esei subtly reaches over, robes swishing as they move, to grab Gurashi's upper arm.

Esei inclines their head politely to those around them.

Skeletal white blossoms flower along the flesh of Esei, riding Dusan, the coruscant, as their body
splits apart into a blizzard of blackthorn petals that leave to the out.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the out.

The soft lambency of passing hummingbirds filters in from outside, shedding light on a dark night.

Gurashi nods once to Esei as they leave before focusing his attention again onto you, mandibles
clicking, as is the harder he squints the more healing will happen.

It is now the 2nd of Dioni, 550 years after the Coming of Estarra.

Dipping her hand into the crystal waters of the vessel once more, Auriella scoops up another handful,
letting the droplets it run through her fingertips before lifting it above you once more. The cool
droplets falling upon his arm as she speaks aloud, her voice firm and instructing, "Let these blessed
waters run down, and cleanse away your affliction!"

Black, starry mist coalesces into Dusan, the coruscant as he gives a wooden lute engraved with spiders
to Gurashi before disappearing again.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Auriella glances at Gurashi and then at Lady Zeasha, "This next part I may need your help with..."

Gurashi catches the lute before Dusan lets it drop, looping the strap across his shoulders, and then
the instrument across his back.


Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela nods resolutely.

Gurashi begins to wield a wooden lute engraved with spiders in his left hand.

Gurashi's mandibles twitch slightly as he voices a brief, curious chirr.

Gurashi tilts his head and listens intently to Auriella.

With a loud yet playful whistle, a mechanical dirigible comes puttering in on currents of air, its
metallic claw grasping a cheery coral tea cup embraced by an octopus, which it quickly deposits in
Gurashi's hands.

Taking ahold of the Flowing Staff of Sanctification, Auriella holds it outward horizontally above the
you, her eyes looking towards Gurashi and Lady Zeasha, gesturing for them to place their hand upon the
staff with her.

A mechanical dirigible bobs up and down on the air currents before jets of steam erupt from several of
its valves, then putters off.

Whispering, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Do not worry - will be A-O-K soon,
yes."

Gurashi quickly rises to his feet, joining Auriella before the staff and laying at first only two, then
all four hands upon the staff, eyes wide.

Still cradling your arm, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela reaches out to grasp the staff, her meaty
palm wrapping around its lower end.

Auriella raises her gaze towards skies as she calls to the heavens, "Blessed Supernals of Celestial
Light, we ask you now to lend us your Light to heal our friend with your Holy touch!"


In prayer, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela says, "Blessed Supernals, we ask you now to lendus your
Light to heal our friend with your Holy touch."

Gurashi nervously grips the staff, glancing about as if expecting something to happen.

Still grasping the Staff above you, Auriella speaks aloud once more, "Exalted Lords and Ladies of the
Sacred Tides, we call upon you now to lend us your gifts to cleanse Tridemon with your Hallowed
Waters!"

Auriella closes her eyes and bows her head, her hand grasping the staff firmly as she channels her will
into it, releasing its cleasning power through the Chamber.

You have emoted: Tridemon twitches the fingers of his left hand- the first bit of movement from them
the entire time he's been here. As the ritual concludes, the dull, dead gray that dominated the fissure
in his arm starts to recede, replaced by shifting hues of deep blues and greens. Slowly at first, but
with growing speed, the crack which has parted his arm starts to seal itself- catching part of the
prayer beads and incorporating them with the mending. And as it does, he falls back almost bonelessly
in a state of near complete relaxation, his face free of even the mild expression of pain that had been
so ubiquitous that only its absence makes its presence which had been the norm for the past several
decades, if not longer, clear.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Bizi you are being rude."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei says, "Yes."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "She keeps yawning sdhfalkjskl."

Auriella winces slightly and stumbles but stands strong as her strength is drained slightly by
channeling the staff.

Gurashi leans over slightly to observe you, hands ever present on the staff. As Auriella stumbles, he
gasps, releasing one smaller hand so he may reach out to steady her.

With a high-pitched hoot, a great horned owl wings in and deposits a gilded golden cage package into
your hands, then flaps off again.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Sneaky owls."

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela relinquishes her grasp of the staff to wave off the great horned
owl. Muttering to herself, she shifts her great eye toward your former injury.

Gurashi chitters at Auriella with energetic clicks of his mandibles.

Auriella gasps one last time before collapsing to the ground upon hands and knees, the staff falling to
the ground beside her, exhaling and inhaling at a steady pace.

Gurashi flails about helplessly.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked
tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

At the sound of Auriella's fall, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela shouts, "Righteous Sanctifier!"

Auriella raises a hand slowly, panting softly as she weakily says, "I am fine.."

Gurashi tries, but ultimately fails to catch Auriella in time, letting out a high-pitched whistle of
surprise as he drops down beside the pool and the Sanctifier.

Distant and muffled voices filter in from outside.

Gurashi turns to the pool, leaning over quickly, so fast and so far he nearly takes a spill inside.

Softly, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "I just need a moment to gather my strength back."

Mandibles clicking with excitement, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "Are O-K? Did
it work?"

Auriella lifts her gaze to glance into the pool towards you.

You have emoted: Tridemon closes his eyes slowly, and opens them again, the obscuring light that had
covered them still absent as he looks over the package that had been delivered. His arm seems recovered-
the parts of the Thalassic Prayer Beads of the Sculptor of Waves having been fused with the crystalline
flesh seem oddly appropriate- and the blues and greens which had replaced the dead, dull grays seem to
be replacing the rest of the coloration of his arm, as well. A few moments later, and he starts lifting
his arm, flexing the fingers of his hand... "Works..."

Glorious grey wings arch behind Auriella, wrapping themselves about her with iridescent feathers
glimmering with starlit silver.

You have been recognised by Gurashi for: FOR GIVING ME A HEART ATTACK! You played your suffering well,
and had me panicking IRL about my favorite lucidian's state of being! A+.
You just earned 5 daily credits. You can earn 15 more.

As the sun's rays begin to break over the horizon, a slender leothin's amaranthine visage begins to
fade back to a soft gray, wings dissolving like mist with the morning light.

Auriella slowly picks herself up off the floor and with a soft smile, "Well that is a relief!" One of
her arms wrapping around Gurashi's shoulder in comfort and a little to steady herself.

You have emoted: Tridemon frowns slightly as he flexes the fingers, his elbow, and shifts his shoulder
from side to side, before the expression shifts into a small smile. "This... might be the first time
I've been free of the pain that I can remember..."

Gurashi lets out a light gasp, looking at the changes to your arm, but most importantly the renewal of
color. "You... look a lot better!" He chitters excitedly, studying your face as he steadies Auriella,
reaching up to grab her arm supportively.

Gurashi blinks.

Faintly buzzing, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "Ah - really...?"

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela pulls back, allow you to flex his arm and hand to your heart's
content. "That is good to hear," she says softly.

Muffled laughter echoes from somewhere outside.

With a smile of relief, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "I am so glad to hear that."

His eyes shiny, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to Auriella, "Many thank yous for
responding so fast to my call... d-did not know who else from New Celest that might be able to help..."

You nod your head at Gurashi.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to Zeasha
Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, "Thank you ever so much for your help."

You say, "Better than I've felt in... ever, I think."


Gurashi looks back to you, shoulders sagging with relief. "That's good..."

Reaching out towards the newly renewed limb, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you,
"...is it... forever-fixed, or...?"

You have emoted: Tridemon starts pulling himself up and free of the pool, a small surge of Aquamantic
power making sure that the waters remain in the pool and not upon his person.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "Newly renewed."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "I quit."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei (from the Aetherways) says, "F."

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Facing Auriella, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela nods her head gently. "Of course, though I
perhaps could have been a bit more useful..." She smiles wanly.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Auriella says, "Hehe."

Gurashi exhales a plume of smoke and a bit of flame and nods, his chin rising as if to a challenge.

You say to Gurashi, "As far as I can tell... it's fixed. It's not using my magic anymore to be held
together."

Gurashi carefully helps Auriella up to stand as he rises, staring at you intently.

Auriella wraps an arm around Zeasha with a warm smile, "Every bit of help is useful. In time, hopefully
we can refine the rite and assist this poor child." Her eyes dropping towards the young merian, her
hand resting upon his forearm.

You ponder the situation.

You say to Gurashi, "Ah... apologies about the bucket of honey. I'm not altogether sure what I was
thinking."

The Mantle of Starlight shimmers and twinkles as the starlit darkness that it is formed of continues
its eternal motion.

Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela nods her head in agreement at Auriella.

Gurashi gingerly takes your arm, scrutinizing it closely. "Thought you were being -extra- mean with
your pranks," He says, marveling at the new addition of colors before letting go. "Now know were just
distracting."

(Celest): Romaan (from the Aetherways) says, "Someone may want to sit on Celestia. I am going to poke a
few demons. We'll see who comes."

After a joy-filled pause, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe exclaims to you, "...you are in so
much trouble!"

Auriella lifts her gaze towards Gurashi, "..uh oh.."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Gurashi says, "XD."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei (from the Aetherways) says, "*pretends to be shocked* /s."

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says to you, "I
am glad we were able to help! We couldn't go losing you!"

You say, "Well... That sounds like I should leave to go guard Celestia and conveniently get away from
the well-deserved revenge of Gurashi the Great and Terrible."

Buzzing loudly, unable to help raising his voice, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe exclaims
to you, "You are like two-hundred years old and you waited until NOW to fix your arm!? Have been
suffering?! For TWO-HUNDRED YEARS?!"

You blink.

You say, "Closer to three-hundred, actually."

Gurashi gives a horrified gasp.

(Celest): A seraphic angel says, "May the Light have mercy on us! We're under attack in the holy
realm!"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): You say, "In this case, it's like putting off going to the dentist for ever and ever and
ever... except an arm!"

(Celest): A seraphic angel says, "AAAHHHH!!!! I'M NOT READY TO DIE!"

Gurashi abruptly grabs you, pulling him into a very firm hug.

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Esei (from the Aetherways) says, "Fun."

(Celest): Aknarin (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Who?"

(CombatClanWOO!): Auriella says, "Angels under attack."

(Celest): Auriella says, "Ruiku."

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Rekath says, "Malarious."

(Celest): Aknarin (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Gone?"

Gurashi lets out a whistling huff of disapproval. "Not allowed."

(CombatClanWOO!): Romaan (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Veiled?"

(OOC-CLAN-WOO!): Rekath says, "The cape thing."

You say, "And we definitely need to head off to Celestia. Looks like a nefarious half-brother needs to
be beaten up."

(CombatClanWOO!): Ixchilgal (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "Didn't scent anyone."

The Chamber of Cleansing.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. This wide marble chamber is suffused with a
gentle light that emanates from dozens of water filled globes placed strategically about the room to
provide clarity without being blinding. Delicate privacy screens aportion the room into smaller
sections, screening the scattered salt-water pools dedicated to the cleansing of body and spirit of
petitioners. Some of the pools are stirred by gentle currents, lending a soft susurration that flows
throughout the chamber. The soft murmur of the waters increases the sense of privacy and discretion and
soothes the senses. Set into a small alcove is an icon of Saint Gathlyn, his rapturous expression a
welcome beacon to those in spiritual turmoil. A wan merian childs lies within one of the pools, the
water lapping away the unhealthy grey tinge to his scales. Completely motionless, a slender leothin
intently surveys its surroundings. Humming idly under her breath, Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela,
bounces on the balls of her feet. Radiating an aura of pure light, an empyreal ryujin has settled here,
majestic wings of gold-tinged feathers waving rhythmically behind her. Gurashi is here, flailing about
helplessly. He wields a wooden lute engraved with spiders in his left hand. A sea-green kelpie drifts
here as though underwater, the air thick with the warm scent of the sea.
You see exits leading up (open door) and out (open door).

The Mantle of Starlight flows gently against your form, twinkling stars shifting across its surface as
the starry infinity continues its eternal motion.

(CombatClanWOO!): Aknarin (from Celestia, Plane of Light) says, "In the High Fulcrux."

Gurashi quickly releases you and steps back, nodding sheepishly.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Sounds
like a plan. I'll just clean up in here and meet you up there."

Gurashi creases his brow in a frown.

Ready for a new adventure, you point boldly towards the horizon and declare in a proud tone, "Onward!"

Gurashi blinks.

You pat Gurashi in a friendly manner.