Galleria Mysteria

Holding her cloak folded over her arm, Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "I really must get out of the house more often. The moors are dreadfully dull. This is high life!"

Sheena Goldfeather flashes Romaan a joyous smile.

Looking around, Sheena Goldfeather says, "These halls are so spacious, he'd really enjoy this space."

Sir Romaan D'Varden, Knight of the Paladins says, "This is quite the exhibition. So much to take in."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "Enormous space, I can hardly find my way around, my own cottage is small in
comparison."

Huskii inclines their head politely to those around them.

Fanning herself with her hand, holding onto her cloak with the other, Sheena Goldfeather says, "Is it
just me or is it pretty warm in here for what is supposed to be a cavern."

"Hey!" Romaan greets Huskii warmly.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Significantly fewer undead trill dragging themselves
around the place, too."

Sheena Goldfeather blinks slowly a few times and carefully removes herself down the corridor.

Bustling absently, Sheena Goldfeather strolls out to the northwest.

The gentle glow of faerie lights casts an enchanting illumination throughout the cavern, resembling
stars that dance gracefully across the night sky.

You tug upon the aether strands around you, searching for one that connects to the Aetherplex Chamber.

You teleport along the aether strands to the Aetherplex Chamber.

The Aetherplex Chamber.
Hidden deep within the environment lies a mystic pathway. Shimmering with aetheric energy, a bright
glowing portal floats here in midair. Glowing gently with a soft blue light, a delicate dreamcatcher
has been permanently hung here. A lush curtain of blue blossoms and vibrant green foliage hangs
overhead, the faint aroma of forget-me-nots softly perfuming the area. You see a sign here instructing
you to use the PORTAL command to enter the aetherplex system. There is an aetherways portal here.
You see exits leading north (open door), south, out, and through a bright, glowing portal.

Niles Windermere shouts, "Oh no!"

ZOOM BACK TO THE GALLERY

A haunting frozen cavern of jewelled visions.
A well-worn mauve blanket is spread out here. Icy blue full plate has been piled in a heap here, the
empty eye sockets of the skull across its breast staring upwards. Suspended gracefully in mid-air, a
beauteous plaque of lavender quartz hovers here, its polished surface scribed with silver scrollwork
that shimmers subtly. Resting on the ground here is a white cup cake topped with blueberries and
whipped cream. Its twin glass and silver arms spiralling gradually apart, a double helix lyre sparkles
and curls upon the ground. Etched onto a piece of parchment, a mandala of the planar realms tattoo has
been hung here. Gleaming with glasses and snacks, a silver tray beckons guests with delightful scents.
Standing off to the side, covered with large swathes of linen to blend in better, wooden scaffolding
rises high. Rivulets of a corrosive liquid and paint drip from a ruined painting. Delicate ribbons of
lavender-blossom silk cascade with ethereal grace, enhancing the natural beauty of their surroundings.
A delicate string of faerie lights twinkles softly, casting a warm, enchanting glow that dances like
starlight upon the surrounding space. A strange spherical entity stands here on four legs that extend
from its exterior shell. Standing with poised elegance, Niles Windermere extends a gracious hand,
inviting all into his exuberant world of artistry. Stunningly beautiful, Lord Baalran y'Bolgari acutely
studies you intensely. Nada Sunfar paces here, gazing at her surroundings with a dreamy half-smile.
Rauye "the Ruby" Rhineseer stands to one side, cradling a heavy manifest under her arm. Swirling clouds
of purest white meld to outline the ghostly figure of a stormy air elemental here. Resplendent Khnemu
Dahyu, Representative of Revel is here. She wields a scimitar of glittering flames in each hand. Only
barely noticeable, silver constellations float about a star-struck explorer, basking them in a faint
glow. He is surrounded by a deflection bubble. A chicken stands regally here, dressed in an elegant
gown. Ardiramor is here. He wields a mystic cudgel in his left hand and a simple wooden kite shield in
his right hand. A dramatic harlequin is here, limber and ready for any performance.
You see exits leading southeast and southwest.

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

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "Cannot sell it now."

What was once a magnificant painting is no more, ruined completedly by an act of vandalism. Rivulets of
some corrosive liquid have been splashed against it, making the paint melt off the canvas and taking
the canvas with it.
You see words have been written on a ruined painting.
It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s).
It has the following aliases: painting.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Last I heard, Nada was going off to plan a
painting of her own."

Rasebal i'Xiia strides in from the southeast, his gaze focused on the papers clutched within his hand.

"Ooohhhhhhhhhh," says Rasebal i'Xiia.

You read what is written on a ruined painting:
The signature of the painter marks the right side of the painting: Lydia Windwhisper

Flapping about madly, Sheena Goldfeather enters from the southwest.

Khnemu sniffs a ruined painting, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from it is.

Ardiramor asks Baalran y'Bolgari, "But you were angry with Niles, weren't you?"

Khnemu covers her mouth and sneezes.

Slurring, Nada Sunfar says, "Sseems like an improv- What!? I didn't do any such thing."

The invigorating fragrance of zesty citrus fills your nostrils, swirling around Qoivhae like a salty
seabreeze uplifting your spirits.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "What is the meaning of this? Why is the crowd all coming here, basically
funneling me along with it."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Sheena
Goldfeather, "The painting, look!"

With bored affectation, Baalran y'Bolgari inspects his nails idly.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Wasn't Sedjet."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "This gallery is unworthy of my art, why would I be angry?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "A lambast to
art."

Qoivhae creases his brow in a frown.

Ardiramor performs a quick search of the surroundings.

Sheena Goldfeather looks at the ruined painting and gasps at the vandalism. "Who did this!"

Ardiramor ponders wooden scaffolding thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Niles Windermere says, "We must uncover what happened here, at once."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "I wasn't here
when it happened. Did someone see?"

With a wistful look on her face, Khnemu touches wooden scaffolding.

Niles Windermere says, "Who was here when it happened?"

Ardiramor says, "I came as soon as I heard the commotion."

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I was looking into the gift shop."

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "Likewise."

A gentle breeze stirs the faerie lights into a graceful dance, their soft glow flickering like whispers
of magic as the air is tickled by their delicate chime.

Cool, emerald green eyes stare out like twin sparkling gems from large eyes set into a gorgeously
beautiful and flawless violet face, which seems as though it could be carved from a block of marble for
its strength and intensity. A mane of ravishing white hair cascades around the viscanti's broad
shoulders and down his powerful shoulder blades and back. Two devilish horns rise from his silvery
hair, adding an exotic and wicked flair to his sensual features. His clothes are finely made, but of
simple design, and draw attention to his beautiful features. Helping his hair stand out more, his fur
coat is pitch black and conceals almost the entirety of his body. His gloves are dyed elfenskin, as
black as the rest of his winter clothes.
Baalran y'Bolgari seems strong and confident.

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many says, "I was looking over the wares."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Not it, I was licking a wall near the entrance."

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "Ardiramor was here first, then I showed
up."

Khnemu blinks incredulously at Rasebal i'Xiia.

Just as he opens his mouth to say something, Ardiramor suddenly bites down on his lip with a frustrated
grunt.

"blanket182828"               a well-worn blanket of wyrden heritage
"field plate206697"           platinum ice devil full plate armour
"plaque416656"                a beauteous plaque of lavender quartz
"cupcake433235"               a snow-swept cupcake of chilling doom
"lyre433679"                  a glass and silver double helix lyre
"tattoo432394"                a mandala of the planar realms
"tray324517"                  a latticework silver tray
"scaffolding347222"           wooden scaffolding
"painting98071"               a ruined painting
"streamers279676"             lavender blossom streamers of dream-woven silk
"string343277"                a delicate string of faerie lights
"celum347168"                 Celum, the spherical entity
"niles214867"                 Niles Windermere
"baalran44142"                Baalran y'Bolgari
"nada308069"                  Nada Sunfar
"rauye256738"                 Rauye Rhineseer
"rasebal129511"               Rasebal i'Xiia
"sheena15272"                 Sheena Goldfeather
Number of objects: 18

Protrusions of bone pox the slender frame of this young viscanti male, their sharp edges breaking
through the rose-tinted skin along his wrists and hands. An oversized white coat drapes down his
figure, the sterile textile embroidered with red and orange silk threads depicting the signet of the
House i'Xiia. Hidden behind spectacles carved from a charcoal-tinted horn, deep black eyes gaze outward
over various papers that he clutches within his bony fingers, the frames held up by a long pointed
nose.

Qoivhae begins to stare at Rasebal i'Xiia, his eyes widening slightly and the corner of his right eye
starts to tic uncontrollably.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks Rasebal i'Xiia, "Licking...a wall..?"

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Intriguing composition used to shape the rock, I had to try it."

Huskii gives a pained sigh.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Rasebal
i'Xiia, "I sometimes regret helping you with your research."

Rasebal i'Xiia exclaims, "Huskii saw me!"

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

Nada Sunfar says, "Not me. Qoivhae passed me further along in the exhibit."

Khnemu ponders the situation.

Beautiful wings of ice spring up from Ferelith's shoulder blades, expanding wider than any mortal's
could, elegant yet cold. Crackling with the motion, they begin to fall apart, dissipating into the air
as mist.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "Didn't I hear you complain all about this painting, Miss Sunfar?"

Sheena Goldfeather scowls miserably at Nada Sunfar.

Ardiramor nods his head at Sheena Goldfeather.

Huskii Myeras says, "Rasebal was... Describing their unique artistic tastes to me when it happened."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "But would a
Sunfar destroy of work of another family?"

Niles Windermere says, "Miss Sunfar, is that true?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Err, their
family even."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "She's a painter. All artists complain when
they feel snubbed."

Ardiramor looks skeptical and says, "Well, she was quite upset that she hadn't been invited to display
something."

You see Niles Windermere shout, "We will get to the bottom of this, nobody leave till we find the
culprit of this act of vandalism!"

(Celest): Romaan (from the Aetherways) says, "Stand strong, New Celest."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "But then they go art about it."

Ardiramor says to Khnemu, "I don't know, it got a bit personal... she insulted Lydia."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "That's how art works."

Niles Windermere says, "And why would she be snubbed?"

Huskii tilts back their head and inhales deeply while twitching a wolf's snout.

The Quintessential Mandala of Resplendent Harmony suddenly begins to glow from its place over Ayisdra's
chest until its many gemstones shine with a near-blinding incandescence before dimming to its normal
brilliance, ripples of harmonic energy emanating for several moments after.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks Niles Windermere, "Dunno, why would she?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "I am with you, Niles! A desecreation of art is unforgiveable!"

Turning a sour look upon Niles, Nada Sunfar says, "You bet I was complaining. Nary an offer to feature
MY Works here. This is an improvement to what that tart Lydia produces. But I didn't do it."

Baalran y'Bolgari cackles hellishly.

Pale gold in hue, the wreath about Qoivhae's brow shimmers in a steady pattern, like unto a heartbeat
in its gentle pulsations, and crowns Qoivhae in a flickering halo before settling still once more.

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Love your pluck."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "You'd do well with sculpting."

Ardiramor whispers, "Pluck."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "No, no, they're down at the Pilgrim camp."

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Huskii ponders a ruined painting thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Niles Windermere says, "Well, Miss Sunfar, it certainly looks like you had reason to dislike this
painting being on display."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Is someone a
krokani who can check any traces of who might be the culprit? I just know their eyes are special."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "... I blame the revolutionary chickens."

Ardiramor takes a look around the floor of the cavern, seemingly searching for something.

Khnemu clutches wooden scaffolding firmly, preparing to use it.

Huskii Myeras says, "Scaffolding..."

Huskii ponders wooden scaffolding thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Wooden and tall, this scaffolding stands off to the side, a visible reminder that construction has just
what concluded on the gallery. Buckets of paint, metal kegs, colour swatches, and tools of the trade
hide underneath lathe swathes of linen that matches the theme of the hall, attempting to keep all of it
and the entire scaffolding out of sight and out of mind.


With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Or eye for
that matter."

Nada Sunfar says, "I did. And good luck getting anything to replace this poor excuse of a painting. She
can't even get the color of the sky correctly. My masterpieces feature the best blues you've ever seen.
But I still didn't have anything to do with this."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "I need my
mittens."

Qoivhae removes a pair of peppermint mittens.

Niles Windermere says, "The scaffolding is in a few halls still, please pay it no mind, this one should
be no different from any other. We had to finish in a hurry."

Qoivhae slips into a pair of peppermint mittens.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I mean, really I'd be able to smell this stuff
on whoever did it."

Huskii Myeras says, "Perhaps, but the paint was thrown from above."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "It's really, really strong."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "And not paint."

Niles Windermere wrinkles his nose and sniffs.

Niles Windermere says, "It's all in the air."

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "Then we're
out of leads are we?"

Huskii Myeras says, "You are right. Likely the alchemicals that the Rockholm clangaru were using to
carve these caves."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "It's strongest near the painting, but you can
sort of tell when it stops being the painting and starts being just...there."

Ardiramor sniffs at the air, making a face.

Khnemu sniffs at the air, making a face.

Huskii sniffs a ruined painting, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from it is.

Qoivhae sniffs at the air, making a face.

Huskii Myeras says, "Possibly..."

Ardiramor leaves to the southeast.

Qoivhae coughs softly.

Qoivhae gags and sputters.

Jolanthe enters from the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

Niles Windermere says, "Miss Sunfar had motive, dislike of the Lady Windwhisper. Who else then? Mister
y'Bolgari, we exchanged words about this painting as well, you were none too pleased."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "The air."

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Ardiramor arrives from the southeast.

Ardiramor leaves to the southwest.

Ardiramor arrives from the southwest.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "I-it's
nauseating."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "None too pleased does not equal vandalism. Why would I lower myself to
debasing what I do not even consider art? It is beneath me."

Nada Sunfar folds her arms over her chest.

Baalran y'Bolgari lifts a dainty hand to his neckline, glancing about with uncertain disdain.

Ardiramor says, "This is the only room that smells that way, though."

Huskii tilts back their head and inhales deeply while twitching a wolf's snout.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "It's a little like the flesh room's goo, but
that's different too."

Huskii sniffs at the air, making a face.

Niles Windermere says, "The two artists had the most to gain from destruction of this painting, that is
for sure."

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many says, "I am appalled by such destructive actions.
Clearly, they were interrupted and could not finish."

Nada Sunfar says, "Why aren't we asking the ACTUAL pirate?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "The question
is why only this painting? There are a lot of works here."

Huskii Myeras says, "Has anyone performed a physical examination of the painting?"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Where -is- Lydia?"

Qoivhae peers at Nada Sunfar unscrupulously.

Rauye Rhineseer erratically pulsates in hues of ruby, emerald and sapphire.

The statuesque Ice Angels and towering Forsaken appear to shimmer and shift beneath the icy walls,
their forms distorting as though the very frost and shadow intertwine with their spectral presence.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Nada Sunfar,
"I would think rauye would steal it for money, but not destroy it."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Quick, someone lick the painting."

Rauye Rhineseer says, "If I wanted this painting, I'd have stolen it for petty cash, not destroyed it.
What do I gain from such pettiness?"

Ardiramor points accusingly at Rasebal i'Xiia.

Ferelith tilts her head curiously at Rasebal i'Xiia.

Khnemu reflexively clutches the hilts of a scimitar of glittering flames.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "I distinctly heard you complaining about Hallifaxian art being on display,
pirate."

Qoivhae peers at Rasebal i'Xiia unscrupulously.

Nada Sunfar says, "Not that its worth anything, but how do we know you didn't switch it?"

Rasebal i'Xiia exclaims, "I volunteer!"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Lydia's not Hallifaxian is she?"

Ardiramor leaves to the southwest.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks Rasebal i'Xiia, "You want to lick...the stuff
that melted a painting..?"

Rasebal i'Xiia skips towards the painting and licks it eagerly, tasting the liquid and the paint. In
seconds he grimaces and bends over, vomiting, pale and confused.

Turning toward Rasebal i'Xiia, Khnemu draws the Sign of the Cinnamon Roll in the air to ward off his
ill-omens.

Huskii Myeras says, "Face not melted. That's a good sign."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Does it taste natural or alcheminal?"

Barely speaking, Rasebal i'Xiia says, "It tastes... alchemical."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Does it taste similar to the wall you were licking
earlier?"

Nada Sunfar covers her face in her hands and peeks anxiously through her fingers.

Huskii gives a group of 2 wormwoods to Rasebal i'Xiia.

Rasebal i'Xiia chews the wormwood, eager to be rid of the taste.

Huskii Myeras says to Rasebal i'Xiia, "For an upset stomach."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Hmm, looks
like it's time for the Field Lab to be in action."

Huskii ponders a ruined painting thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Khnemu looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches wooden scaffolding.

Niles Windermere creases his brow in a frown.

Niles Windermere says, "Where did Ardiramor go? Wasn't the found here?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Niles
Windermere, "Is it fine, if I get a sample of this liquid?"

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

Deep in thought, Jolanthe leans her cheek on her hand.

Qoivhae fuses together several emeralds and forms an emerald vial.

Niles Windermere says, "You are welcome to lick it as well, it is all the same now."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "It tastes distinctly like the walls."

Rasebal i'Xiia ponders the situation.

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "You would know."

Qoivhae scoops a spoonful of the liquid and places inside an emerald vial.

Ilistala emerges from the shadows, curiously looking around.
Sauntering in languorously, a puffball enters from the southwest, revealing itself to be a ragdoll
kitten with bright cerulean eyes.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Is there any of the stuff they were using to
carve this place out stored on the scaffolds?"

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many asks, "To jolenthe why - and how - are you wearing six
scarecrow hats?"

Niles Windermere ponders the situation.

Ferelith coughs softly.

Jolanthe Myeras asks, "Anything that might have been hidden in the scaffolding there, perhaps?"

Niles Windermere says, "There may have been, you'd need to check the scaffolding."

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Jolanthe Myeras says to Ferelith, "Oh... because I forgot I had them on."

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Huskii ponders wooden scaffolding thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Jolanthe removes a scarecrow hat.

Huskii fastens their attention upon a ruined painting, considering it as they absorbs all its features
and details.

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many says to Jolanthe, "I see. That doesn't answer anything."

Jolanthe Myeras says, "It's a great way to look downright beggarly when you need to."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to Ferelith, "The more scarecrow hats one
wears, the more pathetic one looks - and the more charitable others may feel."

Comprehension flashes across Ferelith's face.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "But it's easy to lose track when you don't have a mirror handy and otherwise
wear so many other things."

Qoivhae jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.

Niles Windermere says, "I don't feel like we're getting anywhere here."

Niles Windermere frets over everything that might go wrong.

Ardiramor arrives from the southwest.
With resolute purpose, Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks stomps in from the southwest.

Huskii performs a quick search of the surroundings.

Huskii inclines their head politely to those around them.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Has anyone tried setting fire to the place yet?"

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says, "Whats all this then?"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Oh, good, a Magistrate."

Ardiramor says to Niles Windermere, "I thought we could his help."

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks tilts his head and listens intently.

The sound of faint clucking can be heard like a chanting song, issuing from a regal chicken pin upon
Huskii.

Niles Windermere exclaims, "Your disappearance was terribly suspicious for a moment there!"

Sickly sweet, the distinct odour of carrion fills your nostrils wafting away from Xenthos, threatening
to linger upon you with rotten putrescence.

Qoivhae gags and sputters at Xenthos.

Ardiramor says, "Oh. I, uh, didn't think anyone would actually miss me..."

Ardiramor blushes furiously.

He is a graceful high elfen and is otherwise nondescript.

He is wearing:
a braided leather bracelet
a labyrinthine pendant of encircled roots
Square-Toed Boots of the Relentless Hunt
a jacket scaled by autumnal leaves
finely tailored black dress trousers
a long-sleeved black shirt
a felted wool trilby hat
a regal chicken pin

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Ardiramor,
"You are under suspicion not admiration!"

Ardiramor says to Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks, "I may have forgotten to mention to you that I was, uh,
one of the first on the scene..."

Khnemu starts tapping the metal kegs on the scaffolding she can reach.

The room darkens as a hideous archdemon appears.

A shimmer of light plays on your goggle lenses as Malayn arrives from southwest.

Niles Windermere says, "Magistrate, we have many suspects."

The gentle glow of faerie lights casts an enchanting illumination throughout the cavern, resembling
stars that dance gracefully across the night sky.

Qoivhae clutches an emerald vial firmly, preparing to use it.

Niles Windermere says, "There is the artist, Miss Sunfar, who hates the artist whose painting this
was."

Ilistala, an enormous leopard strikes a pose.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "I'm declaring that the chicken revolutionary cells are
to blame."

Ardiramor quickly steps out of the middle of the room, trying desperately to blend into the background
as quickly as possible.

Pulling out a small notebook and a pencil, Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says, "Awright then, let me have
it."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Lydia, Nada, Baalan, Rauye, and maybe Sheena."

A resplendent rainbow suddenly surrounds Khnemu.

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Niles Windermere says, "Then there is the sculptor who deems paintings beneath him."

Nada Sunfar says, "I had nothing to do with this."

Niles Windermere says, "The suspiciously quiet pirate."

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks nods his head, taking notes.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Nada Sunfar, "I know, just saying everyone
who it coulda been."

Jolanthe Myeras asks Khnemu, "Didn't Lydia make it, though?"

Niles Windermere says, "The geomancer who has been licking all the walls for some reason."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Hmm I hope
this works."

Niles Windermere says, "And Miss Goldfeather who has been seen all over the gallery."

Sheena Goldfeather lifts a dainty hand to her neckline, glancing about with uncertain disdain.

Huskii Myeras says, "Rasebal was with me at the time of the discovery."

Huskii ponders the situation.

A halo of celestial light wells about Qoivhae, the shells upon a shimmering wreath of seashells
reflecting it outwards and painting the surroundings in a spray of oceanic hues.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "I would like to present this specimen to the Gorlognal Academy Research team."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Jolanthe, "Did Niles get her permission to
show it?"

Ilistala, an enormous leopard saunters up to the ruined painting, stares at it for a few moments, and
then begins to rub her entire body against it - leaving bits of fur stuck in the mess.

Qoivhae waves goodbye.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "And does she even like that painting?"

Niles Windermere says, "Of course, Lady Lydia has donated the painting herself."

Jolanthe Myeras says to Khnemu, "I have no idea, I didn't even get to see what it was originally."

Niles Windermere says, "She is not here as she is looking for inspiration in the mountains."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I know if I saw someone wearing the vest I
made for that jerk, I'd wanna shred it."

Nada Sunfar rolls her eyes.

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many asks, "Should we locate her and let her know?"

The statuesque Ice Angels and towering Forsaken appear to shimmer and shift beneath the icy walls,
their forms distorting as though the very frost and shadow intertwine with their spectral presence.

The sound of faint clucking can be heard like a chanting song, issuing from a regal chicken pin upon
Ardiramor.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "... do you think there might have been a mechanism
hidden in the frame to release the alchemical dissolution agents on a timer?"

Niles Windermere puts his hands on his hips and goes "Hmmm!"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Ferelith, "You wanna tell an artist someone
melted her painting, go ahead. I'll be faaaar away."

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Well, that would be something."

The heady scent of roses and congealing blood resonates from Xenthos, carried on a light wind.
Sickly sweet, the distinct odour of carrion fills your nostrils wafting away from Xenthos, threatening
to linger upon you with rotten putrescence.

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many says, "I don't understand - shouldn't she be told? She
may known who would want to do it to her."

Ferelith tilts her head curiously at Khnemu.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "S'pecially to use the same stuff they were
using on the wall."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Never smelled it before."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Not that that's hard to do."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Ferelith, "Artists are weird. They kinda
scare me when they get all focused and stuff."

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says, "Huskii You said one of these suspects was with you?"

Yaelkele Nehvias Ferelith D'Cente, One of Many says to Khnemu, "I wasn't aware of such risks."

Jolanthe Myeras says, "But that's when artists are at their best!"

Huskii nods their head sagely.

Huskii points accusingly at Rasebal i'Xiia.

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks nods his head, taking notes.

Huskii Myeras says, "Sheena was there too, but left shortly before the yelling. It was a good jog down
the corridors though."

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

Nada Sunfar mouths the word 'pirate.'

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "She did seem rather offended at my tests."

The corners of Rasebal i'Xiia's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Ardiramor looks back and forth between Baalran and Nada, appraising their outfits. He narrows his eyes
at the gloves on Baalran's hands, pursing his lips thoughtfully.

Huskii nods their head sagely at Rasebal i'Xiia.

Lifting her head, Ilistala looks at Qoivhae hopefully.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "It mighta been the throwing up after."

The delicate veil of lavender-blossom ribbons drapes the surroundings, infusing the air with the soft
fragrance of distant florals.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "So I consulted the assistant professor the Academy and she said this seems to be highly
corrosive and with enough amount can melt rocks."

Ferelith crosses her arms about, pensive as she silently observes the discussion.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "Most likely created by a clangoru as someone has suspected earlier."

It is now the 21st of Juliary, 691 years after the Coming of Estarra.

Ardiramor points accusingly at wooden scaffolding.

Ardiramor asks, "What are in those kegs, Mister Windmere?"

Huskii performs a quick search of the surroundings.

Huskii ponders the situation.

Huskii leaves to the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.
A shimmer of light plays on your goggle lenses as Huskii departs to southwest.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "How'd they do all the spooky stuff?"

Huskii enters from the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.
Ilistala eyes Huskii warily, settling into a predatory crouch.
A shimmer of light plays on your goggle lenses as Huskii arrives from southwest.

Gossamer threads dance about Jolanthe in an elegant fashion, their tips bowing and curling for those
around her before lining up and unraveling, spraying in every direction like confetti.

A tender breeze whispers through the lavender-blossom streamers, sending graceful ripples to dance
through the air with enchanting elegance.

Huskii suddenly pulls off a piece of linen blending in with the frosty environment and reveals a
destroyed metal keg covered in acid.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Like the oozing in the flesh room, or the
shadowy Ice Angels?"

Niles Windermere puts his hands on his hips and goes "Hmmm!"

Huskii Myeras says, "That keg..."

Huskii ponders a ladybug keg thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Huskii ponders a squashed metal keg covered in acid thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

Huskii blushes furiously.

No longer retaining its circular shape, the keg has clearly fallen from somewhere high up to suffer
from such damage. Whether open before falling or opened while falling, it has resealed on impact and
but a thin layer of green-tinged acid covers the outside now to tell the tale. A pungent and irritating
scent lingers about the keg.
It weighs about 200 pounds.
It has the following aliases: keg.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "That's definitely the keg."

Nada Sunfar gives a horrified gasp.

The statuesque Ice Angels and towering Forsaken appear to shimmer and shift beneath the icy walls,
their forms distorting as though the very frost and shadow intertwine with their spectral presence.

Niles Windermere says, "Those kegs store the proprietary dwarven mixture used in smoothing the
rocks..."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Khnemu, "The
keg with the melting liquid?"

Khnemu nods her head emphatically.

With your mighty index finger extended, you poke a squashed metal keg covered in acid.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "The nose knows."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I'm a jackalkin, we smell things."
'hmm
Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Hmm."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Well, you surely cannot suspect me anymore. Can you picture me climbing
scaffolding to get to a keg?"

Huskii Myeras whispers, "Very possibly an accident. Looks like it fell from the scaffolding."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "Who says the scaffolding was involved. You could have found it on the
ground."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Niles
Windermere, "Do you know the main proprietor of this architectural job?"

Ardiramor says to Huskii, "Possibly, but who would have hid the keg behind that linen?"

Baalran y'Bolgari rolls his eyes.

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Did you even look at the painting? You can see the corrosion started near the
top, nobody splashes that way while standing on the ground, too heavy. It had to happen from high up."

Rauye Rhineseer flickers curious shades of light green, her head tilting slightly.

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "I assume the goal was the keg then, not to steal or destroy
the painting."

Niles Windermere says, "Could the painting be collateral damage from someone trying to steal the keg?"

Ardiramor gives Rauye Rhineseer an appreciative whistle.

Huskii shrugs helplessly.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Hmmm."

Huskii ponders Sheena Goldfeather thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

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

Ardiramor says, "So then the question is, who would be trying to melt their way into something."

Niles Windermere creases his brow in a frown.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Niles
Windermere, "Why would someone steal it when it can be asked from the one who produced it?"

Niles Windermere says, "Not exactly. They do not sell it."

"Oh?" Qoivhae exclaims quizzically.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "... is there a safe with funds in the gift shop?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Niles
Windermere, "Was it made exactly for this job?"

Jolanthe Myeras asks, "There's a gift shop?"

Nada Sunfar says, "It was proprietary. Didn't you say that at the beginning, Niles?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Jolanthe,
"Yes up then south from the entrance."

Ferelith nods her head at Jolanthe.

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

Frigid winds whip through the cavern, their icy breath howling like spectral wails as they slice
through the darkness.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Niles Windermere says, "Rockholm has assisted in the excavations here, they brought in their own
scaffolding and whatever tools they needed, including the kegs. I do not believe they just sell those."

Niles Windermere nods his head at Nada Sunfar.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Can any of us -fit- on those scaffolds?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "So someone
who have done it might know of this spare keg of rock smoothening liquid."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "If the acid came from above, whoever dropped
it wouldn't need to be strong. Especially if the keg was up there already."

Ardiramor leaves to the southeast.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "Possibly
someone who knew of this transaction?"

Niles Windermere says, "Probably easier for a more slender person."

Niles Windermere says, "Neither Miss Sunfar nor Mister y'Bolgari had motive to steal such a thing."

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "... This hasn't changed my opinion that the one at fault
is a disgruntled chicken."

Ilistala, an enormous leopard ponders the question for a moment, staring at the scaffolding with the
tip of her tail twitching.  A sudden bunching of muscles precedes a leap, her body landing on top and
knocking off a couple buckets of paint.  She settles down, staring at everyone gathered below.

Ardiramor arrives from the southeast.

A lush fragrance exudes from Jolanthe, wreathed in the joyful, gentle smell of sweetgrass in a sun
-dappled field.
A halo of celestial light wells about Qoivhae, the shells upon a shimmering wreath of seashells
reflecting it outwards and painting the surroundings in a spray of oceanic hues.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks you, "Possibly
but which chicken?"

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "Maybe the Geomancer did, jealous of this accomplishment
without the help of Geomancers?"

Ardiramor asks, "There are at least three other sets of those kegs standing by in some of the other
rooms, should those be secured?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Uh again down
to blame game."

A cloud of translucent figures trails after Ferelith as she leaves to the southwest, the
incomprehensible whispers finally fading.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Would I lick it if I knew what it was?"

Jolanthe leaves to the southeast, emanating an aura of immense power.

Pale gold in hue, the wreath about Qoivhae's brow shimmers in a steady pattern, like unto a heartbeat
in its gentle pulsations, and crowns Qoivhae in a flickering halo before settling still once more.

Niles Windermere frowns at Ilistala, an enormous leopard.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Probably?"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Most of the stuff I lick I already know
about."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "But yeah, probably not this stuff."

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Ask the pirate what she is even doing here, perhaps tunneling to another artefact
of the Vernals and need this liquid for the job?"

Rauye Rhineseer clenches her fists as she angrily flickers a ruby red.

A tender breeze whispers through the lavender-blossom streamers, sending graceful ripples to dance
through the air with enchanting elegance.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Hmm, okay
stop this bickering. Not helping."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Her crew was invited."

Niles Windermere says, "Nobody knew about it being here but me... if the keg was the target, someone
must have decided to attempt to steal it during the opening night."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks Niles Windermere, "Weren't they?"

Niles Windermere nods his head at Khnemu.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "The Geomancer is the most suspect, perhaps he 'licked' it because he knew
exactly what it is."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "We need to establish a solid motive..."

A poofy, seal point ragdoll kitten languidly lounges here, lazing contentedly as she does her best to
resemble a fluffy rug.

Niles Windermere says, "If the culprit made the decision only upon arriving here, what happened during
the opening of the gallery is relevant. What did everyone see and hear?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Sheena
Goldfeather, "Pardon me Miss Goldfeather. While that is entirely possible, it breaks the very
foundation of empirical analysis. Tasting is one way to check the substance, albeit odd."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Nada was upset, but sounded keen on the idea
of turning that into a new painting."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "He's a Geomancer, doesn't that tell you everything?"

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

Huskii Myeras says, "Perhaps 'someone' ran into the scaffolding when they were storming off in a huff.
Knocked the keg over, and then hid it out of embarrassment. I still see no proof this was intentional."

Niles Windermere says, "Fair point."

Niles Windermere says, "I also agree that Miss Sunfar did not have much of a motive if the keg is the
real target, even as angry as she was."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Huskii, "But
it's too good to be collateral damage, Wyldewald."

Niles Windermere says, "Mister y'Bolgari argued with me about superiority of sculptures but none of
that relates to the keg as well."

Huskii shrugs helplessly.

Niles Windermere says, "Mister i'Xiia was seen when it happened, discussing the taste of the wall.
Anything else?"

Nada Sunfar says, "I wanted nothing to do with the painting, or the scaffolding, or the kegs."




Huskii Myeras says, "We repair what is broken and move on. Finding guilt fixes nothing."

Nada Sunfar says, "I didn't even know that stuff was there."

Iberiamssp, a newbie in the Grand Dominion of New Celest, has entered Lusternia.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Okay, why not
bank on honesty and if it ever were an accident, just admit it right now, right here."

Iberiamssp, a newbie in the Grand Dominion of New Celest, has left Lusternia.

Rasebal i'Xiia looks around curiously and eagerly, watching everyone's faces happily.

Rauye Rhineseer flickers curious shades of light green, her head tilting slightly.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I dunno how these kegs are sealed, but it
looks tough to accidentally open them, and we'd have smelled it if it were already open."

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Sheena Goldfeather pulls her cloak tighter about herself and murmurs something about Geomancers under
her nose.

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Well don't look at me, I could not care less."

Nada Sunfar shakes her head.

Glittering feathers of ice drift languidly through the air, their delicate forms catching the dim light
and scattering it like snowflakes.

A thin layer of frost forms over Ayisdra as he seems to grow in size, beautiful yet cold, a heartless
and frigid look settling into his eyes briefly.

Qoivhae ponders the situation.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Sheena Goldfeather, "A geomancer'd probably
just rip part of the wall out and tear the painting."

Niles Windermere says, "Would could possibly make use of that substance..."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk has entered the realm of Lusternia.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "I highly
doubt the geomancers, they could already manipulate rocks...."

A tender breeze whispers through the lavender-blossom streamers, sending graceful ripples to dance
through the air with enchanting elegance.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Tunneling, obviously."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "Maybe this Geomancer was licking the wall to smear himself all in this
substance so that later being covered in it does not raise suspicion."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Though..."

Sheena Goldfeather narrows her eyes to thin slits.

You sense the sweeping gaze of Esei looking upon you.

Khnemu peers at a squashed metal keg covered in acid unscrupulously.

Huskii Myeras says, "Well, Rasebal did seem pretty offended by the artistry used to carve these
tunnels."

Huskii shrugs helplessly.

Finger extended, Khnemu pokes a squashed metal keg covered in acid.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "If you know anything about Geomancers it's that we do not willingly get near
liquids, unless scientifically necessary."

A gentle sea breeze carries with it the delicate scent of salt-kissed waters and sargassum blossoms
that drift passed you, offering calm blessings of peace and serenity.

Jolanthe enters from the southeast, emanating an aura of immense power.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "It is kind of a basic design, and there's not
a lot of light or wind or sky."

Khnemu ceases wielding a scimitar of glittering flames in her left hand.
Khnemu begins to wield a shield of layered wings in her left hand.

Khnemu kneels and carefully extends a shield of layered wings toward the metal keg.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "I was offended yes, and clearly my behaviour was so offensive Sheena here had no
choice but to remove herself from my presence. Perhaps she'd like to do so now as well? You're bringing
down the party vibe, Sheena."

Sheena Goldfeather pulls her cloak tighter about herself and rolls her eyes.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Rasebal i'Xiia, "Hey. That's not how you
bring the vibes back up."

As the shield of layered wings touches the metal keg nothing happens, what little of the liquid remains
from the splash barely interacts with the metal.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles
Windermere, "You should have invested some warding magicks or gnome tinkering tools for easier
monitoring. This expansive and expensive gallery would be worth even a fortune price tag to it."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "You find common ground and good food or good
booze, and see what happens from there."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Which, considering that many geomancers work quite
closely with undead who are not necessarily good at keeping all of their bits together, is somewhat
unfortunate. Though I have heard tell of advances in bathing techniques employing powdered soapstone."

Rasebal i'Xiia nods his head sagely.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I don't think this stuff is actually for
tunneling."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "Hmm it
doesn't affect metals but only rocks?"

The Iron Key to the Infernal Machine clicks and clanks with a cacophony of mechanical noises, a trickle
of crimson blood streaming from one of the eye sockets for a moment.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "There's some acids and stuff you can use to
clean metal before you use it in forging."

Niles Windermere says, "Well, what else do we know about what happened? Miss Sunfar was wroth about the
painting, Mister y'Bolgari about lack of sculptures."

A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the southwest, thorny vines sprouting within the floral
cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.
Lifting her head, Ilistala looks at Esei hopefully.

Esei pats Ilistala, an enormous leopard in a friendly manner.
A loud rumbling emanates from Ilistala as she rubs against Esei.

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says to Esei, "Right, I haven't heard from you yet. Why don't you tell us
all what you saw before this happened?"

Esei blinks slowly.

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks blinks.

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "Were it to corrode metal, it would not do to be stored in
metal kegs."

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers,
"Pardon. I have only just arrived. Before... what, precisely, happened?"

Rauye Rhineseer flickers curious shades of light green, her head tilting slightly.

Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks nods his head, taking notes.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Esei, "We're
looking for the culprit."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "The inside of their eyelids, presumably. I'm fairly sure
Esei was asleep until quite recently."

Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "I definitely saw them by the displays!"

Sheena Goldfeather gives Esei the once-over, eyeing them suspiciously.

Ecclesiarch Rogziel has entered the realm of Lusternia.

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers,
"The culprit of...?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Esei, "The
painting, look!"

The sound of faint clucking can be heard like a chanting song, issuing from a regal chicken pin upon
Ardiramor.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Ardiramor removes a regal chicken pin.

Ardiramor puts a regal chicken pin into a canvas backpack.

Ecclesiarch Rogziel has left the realm of Lusternia.

Niles Windermere says, "What was the pirate doing?"

Rauye Rhineseer erratically pulsates in hues of ruby, emerald and sapphire.

Nada Sunfar peers at Rauye Rhineseer unscrupulously.

Pale gold in hue, the wreath about Qoivhae's brow shimmers in a steady pattern, like unto a heartbeat
in its gentle pulsations, and crowns Qoivhae in a flickering halo before settling still once more.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "I saw her walking around, pricing things out loud, saying this and that could
go for so and so much. Clearly looking for opportunity."

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk murmurs,
"But what cause to destroy something valuable?"

Niles Windermere says, "And we know Mister i'Xiia. And Miss Goldfeather?"

Nada Sunfar says, "Its not valuable. Not even a little bit."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Well, I was thinking, that if they weren't
trying to destroy the painting but were trying to get the keg, they might want to use the acid to get
at something metal."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Sheena
Goldfeather, "So quick to blame to someone else?"

Esei nods at Khnemu.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Or something protected by Divine power, I
guess."

Sheena Goldfeather rolls her eyes.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Khnemu, "But
they don't know that the acid is only for rocks?"

Huskii Myeras whispers to Niles Windermere, "If I may ask... Why was the gallery not cleaned up prior
to the opening? Seems odd for the clanguru to leave their tools behind."

You think to yourself: If you want to get ridiculous, one might assume Sheena was attempting to steal the acid in an attempt to see if it would get rid of her grandfather on a more permanent basis.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Qoivhae, "True."

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "I
do not suppose anyone might know what the painting depicted before it was destroyed?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Huskii, "Must
be tired and rushed?"

Ardiramor leaves to the southwest.

(OOC Clan): Qoivhae says, "Lol tridey!"

Frigid winds whip through the cavern, their icy breath howling like spectral wails as they slice
through the darkness.

Each faerie light flickers playfully, weaving a dance of shimmering reflections that beckon all who
enter to pause and revel in their beauty.

Khnemu tilts her head at an angle, ears perked toward Nada Sunfar in rapt attention.

Niles Windermere says, "We were in a bit of a hurry because we had to redo quite a few halls. Half of
them in fact, quite last minute, due to a misunderstanding."

Jolanthe Myeras asks, "A misunderstanding?"

Niles Windermere says, "But the invitations had all been sent by then so we had to commit to the date."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "There wasn't one on the invites."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Month, but no day."

Huskii blinks.

Jolanthe tugs her chin thoughtfully.

Nada Sunfar says, "It depicted a horrible skyscape, because she thought she could copy me, and do it
better. But she doesn't know the difference between cerulean and turquoise."

Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses thinks to himself: Could Khnemu be thinking it was
Niles all along?

Nada Sunfar rolls her eyes.

Ardiramor arrives from the southwest.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Not all skies are that colour."

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers,
"Quite a difference in hue, aye."

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

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers,
"Who is 'she', if I may ask?"

Niles Windermere says, "If we were to delay, it would be by months. One of the challenges was missing.
We had the pieces but the theme was wrong. Seems we entirely missed the one with the Soulless Zenos and
the return of Gaudiguch and Hallifax... Ah it's a whole story."

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Lydia Windwhisper."

A look of understanding crossing their features, Esei nods their head slowly.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Obviously, turquoise is far darker, and closer to
violet."

Esei stares implacably at you.

You smile your sweetest, most innocent smile.

Shadowfire flickers within Xenthos's eyes as the skulls hanging from a shadow-limned wreath of stygian
feathers sway of their own accord, like macabre wind chimes without wind.

Nada Sunfar stares blankly at you.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "That doesn't sound right."

Lilting in a dark, ethereal voice, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers to
Khnemu, "It is not. Turquoise is halfway between green and blue, but darker than teal."

You remove 1 turquoise, bringing the total in the rift to 3181.

Ardiramor looks exhausted and opens his mouth in an enormous yawn.

Ardiramor coughs softly.

Khnemu scrambles up the scaffolds and fetches some swatches. "Here, could you pick the one you think is
Turquoise?"

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "It's not like we have an example of the material that
the color was named after on hand, like this..."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Well, I saw Sheena waltzing all over the gallery, complaining about it being
too hot for her and how it's so spacious, and so nice to get out of the house at last."

You give a piece of turquoise to Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "What's wrong with that?"

Skeletal white blossoms flower along the flesh of Esei as their body splits apart into a blizzard of
blackthorn petals that leave to the southeast.

Huskii gives a pained sigh.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Sheena Goldfeather, "You should come to
Gaudiguch sometime. We have some nice spots that are good for shady lounging."

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Nothing, just the tale of your boring exploits during the opening, Niles asked
and nobody seems to have been paying attention to you."

Baalran y'Bolgari gives Sheena Goldfeather the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

Qoivhae lifts up a wizzer image box and points it at Baalran y'Bolgari, pulling a lever on the side of
the contraption. It begins to click and whirr, and a bulb rises up from the contraption. With a bright
flash, you find yourself blinded momentarily. As your vision recovers, you notice a piece of paper
floating into Qoivhae's hands from the machine.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Baalran
y'Bolgari, "For science."

Huskii Myeras says, "At the time of the yelling, I was with Niles and Rasebal. Was anyone accompanying
Baalran, Nada, Rauye, or Sheena?"

Jolanthe looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Jolanthe leaves to the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

Your thoughts drift to Sheena once more and the secrets of her family that you know so intimately… ((Oh hey, this seems like a clue.))

Jolanthe enters from the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

Jolanthe leaves to the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I was on the other side of them from here."

Nada Sunfar says, "I was further along in the exhibit, with no one. But Qoivhae saw me on the way here.
Right?"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "I was at the
other end of teh shop and i was alone till I heard the commotion."

The delicate veil of lavender-blossom ribbons drapes the surroundings, infusing the air with the soft
fragrance of distant florals.

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

The Quintessential Mandala of Resplendent Harmony suddenly begins to glow from its place over Ayisdra's
chest until its many gemstones shine with a near-blinding incandescence before dimming to its normal
brilliance, ripples of harmonic energy emanating for several moments after.

A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the southeast, thorny vines sprouting within the floral
cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.
Lifting her head, Ilistala looks at Esei hopefully.

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "I was looking for this bust that was allegedly sighted somewhere after my talk
with Niles."

A regal chicken pin upon Huskii gleams bright gold, casting a soft shine to the area.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Nada Sunfar,
"Yes err might be, I was in a rush."

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "'s part of the sconce that way."

Sheena Goldfeather pulls her cloak tighter about herself and scowls at Baalran y'Bolgari. "Cannot trust
the word of a viscanti."

Khnemu points to the southwest.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Well, I met Sheena a fair bit before the incident, over in the sixteenth hall. Got cagey at the mention of a certain member of her family's tendencies..."

Khnemu ponders the situation.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks Sheena Goldfeather, "If it's so hot here, why
are you clutching your cloak like that?"

The echoes of distant voices weave through the cavern, their murmurs mingling with the air as visitors
gaze in awe at the exquisite artistry on display.

Sheena Goldfeather huffs and puffs in outrage for a few seconds before she finally manages an irritated, "Can't a lady wear a cloak anymore without questioning? What's it to you?"
.
(OOC Clan): You say, "I swear, if that aside about Sheena wanting the acid to dissolve her grandfather is true..."

Nada Sunfar tilts her head and listens intently.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Oh! You weren't wearing it before, I saw it over your arm."

Niles Windermere gives Sheena Goldfeather the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

Huskii tilts their head inquisitively at Sheena Goldfeather.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I live in a desert, and I know you wear less
to avoid being hot, not more."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Hmm. ... What kind of effect would this acid have on,
say, a stubborn undead?"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Well...hot like a desert, not like Ashl
-nevermind."

Huskii Myeras says to you, "Please, no need for that."

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "I can confirm that theory. You wear less to avoid being
hot, not more."

Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses thinks to himself: If only we had more clues....

Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "What do the undead have to do with anything? Ask the Geomancer!"

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "I was."

Silently, Esei approaches the deformed keg, giving it a closer look. If they are bothered by the smell,
they do not give any sign of it as they run a finger along the acid-covered surface.

Huskii fastens their attention upon Sheena Goldfeather, considering her as they absorbs all her
features and details.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Esei, "Be careful."

Ardiramor whispers to Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks, "Perhaps you could ask Miss Goldfeather to remove her cloak?"

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Having tasted this liquid, I can say it would be quite corrosive on the living and undead, why?"

Looking through pages of notes, Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says, "Which one is Miss Goldfeather? Is that the one that came in late?"

Beautiful wings of ice spring up from Xenthos's shoulder blades, expanding wider than any mortal's could, elegant yet cold. Crackling with the motion, they begin to fall apart, dissipating into the air as mist.

Ardiramor discreetly points at Sheena Goldfeather.

You have emoted: Tridemon runs his hand down his face slowly.

Esei glances askance.

Sheena Goldfeather gets a wild look in her eyes and takes a step back, caught between guests on each side.

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "Oh this is good."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Because a possible motive for attempting to steal the acid is the disposal of a certain undead that the Goldfeathers have been dealing with for as long as I can remember."

Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "What! I would never, no!"

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks you, "Who is this undead if may I ask?"

Her hands shaking, Sheena Goldfeather says, "No, that is not..."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "There is no undead."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Not after being drowned in acid, certainly."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "You cannot both "No I would never" and "There is no undead", Miss."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Sheena Goldfeather, "Ready to admit the truth then?"

Jolanthe enters from the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

Qoivhae tilts his head and listens intently to Sheena Goldfeather.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Yes there is, he's in your attic. He occasionally escapes and roams around the grey moors pulling himself along with his arms and muttering hatefully."

Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "Stop talking!"

Glittering feathers of ice drift languidly through the air, their delicate forms catching the dim light and scattering it like snowflakes.

Sheena Goldfeather says, "This man doesn't know what he's talking about. I would never. No, um, I have a family member who is unwell and I just wanted..."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "I forget his name. I'm fairly sure it starts with an E."

Blandly, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Acid is not medicine."

Her hands shaking, Sheena Goldfeather says, "I just wanted to make a big cavern for him so that he's comfortable and doesn't accidentally wander out of his safe place."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Why does that sound like Grandda Erith-."

Khnemu blinks.

The invigorating fragrance of zesty citrus fills your nostrils, swirling around Qoivhae like a salty seabreeze uplifting your spirits.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "So...like the Asylum?"

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Not quite."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Just hide him in a hole and forget about him?"

(OOC Clan): You say, "... I literally used think to express that it would be ridiculous."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "N-nnn-ooo. He needs constant attention, he's not well. And I live in such a
small cottage. He'd be much safer if he was kept underground."

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "What an interesting hypothesis."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "In a sealed coffin, for preference."

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "Safer and more comfortable. Underground."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says to Rauye Rhineseer, "I mean, he sounds a little
dead."

Sheena Goldfeather exclaims, "You all don't understand! You don't have sick family. You don't have to
protect them at all times!"

Rasebal i'Xiia exclaims, "Right, protect them from sunlight. Big job!"

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

Baalran y'Bolgari says, "They will not believe this when I get back home."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "I believe we are losing the thread.
Why the painting?"

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "Says the i'Xiia?"

Khnemu hums innocently to herself.

Baalran y'Bolgari takes a sip of white wine, cackling and almost choking on it.

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Accidental spillage. The keg is two hundred pounds. Much
heavier than it looks."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks Niles
Windermere, "Looks like she confessed already Mister Windemere and continuous public scrutiny might
cause more harm than anything. Perhaps there's a more private room you can discuss this? But hmm, could
Miss Goldfeather just a red herring?"




Sheena Goldfeather says, "Y-yes, it was just too heavy and it fell. I didn't mean to destroy the
painting. I just wanted to make a safe space for my kin."

Khnemu creases her brow in a frown.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel asks, "So why the cloak?"

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Frankly, I'd prefer just dissolving the undead git."

Niles Windermere says, "She did confess, I suppose that settles it. But yes, Miss Goldfeather, remove
the cloak."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk thinks to themself: Hm... perhaps she hurt
herself.

Niles Windermere says, "Please, you are acting in a highly suspicious manner."

Rasebal i'Xiia glares at Sheena Goldfeather with intense hatred, and a slight, ominous rumble echoes
forth from the ground.

"Uhh..." stalls Khnemu.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "I could help."

Ardiramor looks sadly at Sheena Goldfeather, then his face betrays a look of guilt when he spots Nada
and Baalran nearby, having accused them earlier.

Qoivhae shouts "Oi!" at the top of his voice.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

Huskii Myeras says to Rasebal i'Xiia, "Please don't."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "Guys."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "It could
affect the whole gallery!"

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Just giving her an incentive. She was quick to project her blame on me."

Proudly, Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks says, "Well! Looks like I've done my job here, then."

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "She's a lady."

Snapping his fingers, Magistrate Gumboliah Brooks stomps off to the southeast.

Ardiramor murmurs, "The exit is that way..."

Sheena Goldfeather removes her cloak and hangs it over her arm, head bent in shame.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "You're asking her to take off her clothes in
front of Avechna and everybody."

Ardiramor coughs softly.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I'm not one to complain, but...uh..."

Comprehension flashes across Khnemu's face.

The bottom part of Sheena Goldfeather's black dress is singed with something pungent at the edges,
corroded right through.

Jolanthe Myeras says, "Ah, also got splashed."

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says, "Hmm the
evidence but I would have preferred this to be done in private."

Ollie enters from the southwest, emanating an aura of immense power.
A wood nymph emerges cautiously from the shadows.
Lifting her head, Ilistala looks at Ollie hopefully.

In a monotone voice, Rauye Rhineseer says, "So how many people are you keeping trapped for their
'safety' Miss Goldfeather?"

Ollie leaves to the southeast, emanating an aura of immense power.
A wood nymph steps into the shadows, vanishing from sight.

Huskii Myeras says, "Well, that solves that mystery."

Huskii tilts their head and listens intently to Niles Windermere.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I was worried the damage would be worse."

Sheena Goldfeather says, "I am not keeping anyone trapped! I am just keeping my family safe."

Huskii Myeras says to Niles Windermere, "For vandalism, I'm sure some form of repercussion is in
order."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "From sunlight?"

Jolanthe tugs her chin thoughtfully.

Qoivhae removes a seafoam shroud.

Qoivhae gives a seafoam shroud to Sheena Goldfeather.

A gentle breeze drifts lazily through the gallery, carrying with it the delicate fragrance of blooming
flowers, subtly perfuming the air.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Sheena
Goldfeather, "Please wear it for now."

Sheena Goldfeather dons a seafoam shroud and crosses her arms, glowering at Rasebal i'Xiia silently.

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Just saying, it sounds like she's keeping someone trapped in her house because he
might be undead."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Someone should look into that."

Rasebal i'Xiia shrugs helplessly.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "I mean, it also sounds like he might be loopy."

Ollie takes a banana tart of golden honey hues from a latticework silver tray.

Ollie consumes a banana tart of golden honey hues leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

Resplendent Khnemu Dahyu, Representative of Revel says, "And not the good kind."

Backed by the sound of gentle waves, you say, "Have I mentioned his tendency to wander the moors by dragging himself along by his arms because his legs don't work? Probably in danger of getting torn to pieces by one of the lurking predators, frankly."

Rasebal i'Xiia says, "Sounds like a keeper."

Niles Windermere gives a pained sigh.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses asks, "Hmm as for matters of undead, I think it's a separate case. For now, I believe Mister Windemere is satisfied with the recent findings?"

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Senility is rather high in the undead, certainly."

Niles Windermere exclaims, "Well now, the matter is settled. What a blemish upon this fine opening night!"

Ardiramor eats a banana tart of golden honey hues with obvious gusto.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses says to Niles Windermere, "Though I doubt Miss Goldfeather has enough funds to cover her liability to the artwork."

Niles Windermere says, "Thank you all for helping me put this matter to rest, here I thought the gallery is being targetted by vandals who may come for the other art as well."

Jolanthe Myeras asks Niles Windermere, "Would the wares in the gift shop rotate from time to time, by chance?"

Ardiramor says to Niles Windermere, "It was a lovely opening, even with the chaos that ensued."

Niles Windermere says, "Probably not, it was an original. Lady Windwhisper did paint several skyscapes during the time of the Wounded Sky. Perhaps she might acquiesce to lending us another."

Ardiramor raises his glass in a toast to Niles Windermere.

Huskii Myeras says, "The incident was an accident. A ban of entry may be all that's warranted."

Obviously peeved at the situation around them, Nada Sunfar flails at the air and shrieks, "Seriously?"