Broken and Mended: Gurashi Thoughts

**** Shortly after revelation of status of arm ****

Speaking earnestly, you say to Tridemon, "This is -not- an O-K thing to hide you know."

Esei lets go of Tridemon's hand abruptly, turning to look at his face, frowning.

Huffing and puffing, you exclaim to Tridemon, "When are all better are going to be in so much trouble...!"

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.

You stare implacably at Tridemon.

Esei stares implacably at Tridemon.

You think to yourself: O-K, O-K, O-K.

Esei cracks their knuckles loudly.

You click your mandibles together energetically, chittering to yourself.

You think to yourself: Have no idea who from New Celest is awake... who would know.

You click your mandibles together energetically, chittering to yourself.

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

Esei tells you, "...shall we tell Her?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea, "Is there a place for healers in New Celest? Like if a person was hurting and needed healing."

Auriella tells you, "There is within the Sanctifiers Abbey, why what did you need?"

Starting with an almost feral growl that quickly fades, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I should... I should go."

Esei narrows their eyes at Tridemon in an unnerving manner.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea, "Because am going to be dragging Tridemon there with all of my limbs and leggies."

Auriella tells you, "Is he not well?"

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

Suddenly looping an arm under the lucidian's good limb, you say to Tridemon, "We are going to the Sanctifiers Abbey, yes, are."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk, "Have already done so previously, but She did not answer. You should also pray to Her. Her Fulcrux is easy to find..."

You stare implacably at Tridemon.

Esei nods their head sagely at you.

You ponder the situation.

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

Esei shifts their eyes suspiciously from side to side.

You sense the sweeping gaze of Auriella looking upon you.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea, "Is his arm - is in bad shape. Do not think he likes doctors."


****Chasing around!****


You trace the name of Tridemon on the surface of a primaeval shadowglass snowglobe of dark fauna, and then shake the globe vigorously. As the swirling particles within clear, you see the vague outline of in the Glassblower's workshop.
You see the following in detail:
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Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "Please stop!"
Esei writes a word across a Magical Map of Mystery with a flourish, and lines blossom across the blank page, forming a map before their questing eyes.

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses to catch his breath, looking this way and that.

Faintly buzzing, you say, "He is -fast-."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "Glassblower's workshop...?"

Esei peers about themself unscrupulously.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "Is he..."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk asks, "Is he going to take his arm off?"

You shake your head.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "...am -coming in-."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "And you are not going to run or -hiss-??? At me? Again??"

Your teleport fails as your target is no longer there.

You open your mouth but say nothing.

You click your mandibles together energetically, chittering to yourself.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "Hey!"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters, "That is the opposite of staying still!"

You have emoted: Gurashi suddenly kicks the sand, sending a wave of it glittering out in the light before raining back to the ground slowly.


**** more chasing around, but unsuccessful ****


It is now the 1st of Dioni, 550 years after the Coming of Estarra.
There are 13 days until the New Moon

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

A gentle rolling of waves laps at the sand's edge.

You think to yourself: Tridemon...

Esei tilts their head curiously at you.

Esei ponders the situation.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "One of Her shrines are nearby..."

Quietly, you say, "Many apologies, am very worried, but obviously chasing is not helping..."
Esei nods their head at you.

Faintly buzzing, you say, "So am considering next move..."

Your mandibles twitch slightly as you voice a brief, curious chirr.

You sense the piercing eyes of Auriella looking upon you.

You tilt your head and listen intently to Esei.

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

You trace the name of Tridemon on the surface of a primaeval shadowglass snowglobe of dark fauna, and then shake the globe vigorously. As the swirling particles within clear, you see the vague outline of upon a glimmering stairway.
You see the following in detail:
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Esei blinks.

The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "*There's a moment of incoherent static that might have been words*."

Esei inclines their head politely to Auriella.

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Is everything, alright?"

You have emoted: Gurashi suddenly lifts his head.

Shaking his head, you say, "No!"

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

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Is Tridemon! His arm is all..."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "It's breaking."

Her voice drifting through the air with a watery echo, Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea says, "Where is he?"

You have emoted: Gurashi makes cracking noises. "And has been like that for a -while-??"

Esei writes a word across a Magical Map of Mystery with a flourish, and lines blossom across the blank page, forming a map before their questing eyes.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "Erm..."

The eyes of Auriella go briefly out of focus.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I want to say the Cay."

You see the following people here:
Auriella, Esei, Gurashi.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Auriella, "He keeps running away - he just tried to talk to me but is not hear-able."

Auriella nods her head emphatically.

You begin to follow Auriella.

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

You crease your brow in a frown.

<--running to Cay of whatsit

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "He's here."

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "A glimmering stairway."

You nod your head at Auriella.

You follow Auriella Zayah, Heart of the Sea southeast to upon a glimmering stairway.
Esei follows you southeast.

You crease your brow in a frown.

Esei points accusingly at Tridemon.

You have emoted: Gurashi raises his arms but stays near to the doorway, mandibles clicking energetically.

You think to yourself: Tridemon!

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

LOOK TRIDEMON
He is a crystalline lucidian tidebourne demigod and his body is a strange combination of colours. Most of him is a deep violet colour, while his left arm is a warm, bright shade of gold, with points of turquoise light playing through the crystalline flesh of that arm in a regular pattern. In addition, it appears that his fingers of his left hand, including his thumb, have an extra joint, tapering off to sharp- but not narrow- points. In about six places along his arm, including the back of his hand and his wrist, the crystalline flesh seems to glitter more than normal, but there doesn't appear to be any immediate cause to it. He doesn't have hair so much as sculpted spikes of crystal, flaring back along his skull almost like plumage, and his eyes glow with an almost imperceptible blue light. He walks with the truefavour of Ianir the Anomaly.
Resembling an entity from the cosmic planes, his head is wreathed in undulating strands of shimmering cosmic fire. Attuned to his moods, the chromatic waves are in constant flux, from rising up in a halo of incandescent anger to streaming back in ripples of pleasure.

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

You think to yourself: How long has been suffering like that.


**** talking talking ****


Tridemon mutters something that barely audible. "Constellations... Ayi... ...gone."

Esei creases their brow in a frown.

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

Faintly buzzing, you ask, "Constellations...?"

You have emoted: 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 Tridemon's shoulder. "I will attempt to turn you over."

You think to yourself: The woman in the painting...


**** talking talking ****


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

Faintly buzzing, you ask Tridemon, "Left as in, left or right? Or, left as in... left behind?"

You tilt your head and listen intently to Tridemon.

Esei stares implacably at you.

You think to yourself: Am so sorry that did not notice sooner.

You think to yourself: Have been a very bad friend.

Tridemon seems to lose focus for another few seconds before turning his head toward you. "The arm... which has been dying... Left."

You blink.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi looks over his shoulders towards Zeasha Novikei, Hymnodist of Raziela, Auriella and Esei, then back down to Tridemon.


**** talking praying****


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."

You think to yourself: Please work..

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

You think to yourself: Please help Tridemon feel better.

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

You think to yourself: ...what is the Thalassos...

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.

You think to yourself: Nevermind... let it work!

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

You think to yourself: Dear Miss Lady of Sculptor Waves, er, Lady Sculptor of Waves... Tridemon is in a bad way. Please fix him if You have the time, many thank yous.

You have emoted: 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.


**** praying praying ****


Still cradling Tridemon's 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."

You think to yourself: Dear suppernals, please lend us light to help Tridemon, please and many thank yous.

You have emoted: Gurashi nervously grips the staff, glancing about as if expecting something to happen.

Still grasping the Staff above Tridemon, 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!"

You think to yourself: Dear Mister and Missus Sacred Tides, please help Tridemon, many thank yous.