crowns and magnolias

---> calfuray has a crown that lets you hear tells, and lawd do people be nasty in tells.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... eh?"
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... so even more..."
You stare blankly into space.
You shudder violently as a chill ripples down your spine.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Ah to be blind.."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons whispers, "Apologies..."

Veldrin snickers softly to herself.
Veldrin inclines her head politely to those around her.

Staring blankly into space, you whisper, "Why do people think those things so louds ohmygods im so sorry Miss Calfuray."

Calfuray shakes her head.

Grimacing, you say, "Sexytimes...."
You shudder violently as a chill ripples down your spine.

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I will endure."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "At least I do not usually hear those things..."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you whisper, "I think?"

Calfuray nods her head emphatically.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "You are a telepathic?"

You nod your head at Calfuray.
You have emoted: Cheliyi pats her frills.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Used to hear more trees and plants, now I hear people too."
With a slight laugh, you say, "Loud."

Calfuray nods her head emphatically.
Calfuray blinks.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "So you knew..."

You blink.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Knew what?"

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "You were there... With Lady Li-Varili and the Lady Empyreal... You heard my thoughts of Her..."

You blink.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... you mean when They first met at the Pool?"

Calfuray nods her head emphatically.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Nevermind..."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Yes, could hear you."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... Was pretty aware, that you love Her muchly. She wore something you made, right?"

Calfuray nods solemnly, her hand instinctively rising to her neck. "My inspiration... She wore a necklace I made for Her.."

You nod your head at Calfuray.

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "For Her.. To wear something around Her neck... After what She went through..."

You have emoted: Cheliyi pauses, staring at Calfuray with an unreadable expression.
Finally, you say, "Was very kind of you."

Calfuray shakes her head.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Was very brave of Her!"

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across your lips.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "That toos, yes. But, am focusing on you."

Calfuray smiles sadly, a wistful look in her eyes.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I wish I could hear Her again..."
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I... I don't think the flowers help... Not anymore..."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... will be franks, Miss Calfuray. They do help. Have... have you ever been super sicks before? Bed sick?"

A look of understanding crossing her features, Calfuray nods her head slowly.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons whispers, "Kin of my Kin.. Bandrui... Took care of me then..."

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "What about you?"

Offering a faint smile, you say, "When was little, was very sick, yes. My tail, it got crushed under a fallen tree."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "Am doing okay. Sitting, mostly."

Comprehension flashes across Calfuray's face.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "How did the answer and prayer go?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi pulls her tail into her lap, gesturing at the deep scaring along its tip.

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I felt pretty good about it. We'll see what She says."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Did not have people to take care of me, except for my brother, who was stuck dream weaving."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "So, he hid me in a hollow tree, and forced me to sleeps."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "When I woke up, I felt much better. Like I could move and walk. Because I had healed."

Firmly, you say, "But not -enoughs-. Enoughs, to feel good. But not enoughs to stay that way."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I was so hungry, was starving. My brother could not hunt for me, but could not let me leave. So, tried to crawl out on my own. As soon as I did, lost balance and fell in the Glomdoring river."
Seriously, you say, "I almost did not crawl back out, and got such a bad fever from my now infected tail, almost died again."

Calfuray tilts her head and listens intently to you.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I was antsy. I wanted to move and leave before I was done healing. Is a stage everyone feels at some point. I imagine it is especially so for Divines."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "But because I left early, got even more hurt than before."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Your Lady, She is not done healing yet. She feels good. But She is not healed enough to -stay- feeling goods. It is the only reason why my Lady continues the healing."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Is.. Is that what Lady Empyreal tells you?"

Firmly, you say, "This is what I believe. Not what She tells me. It is what I know, from experience. And if doubts me, please. Ask the Healer who is experienced."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "My Lady, She does not lie, or hide in shadow. It is not Her way."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "It is why I love Her so dearly."

A look of understanding crossing her features, Calfuray nods her head slowly.
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I see. Your convictions are strong."
Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Could.. Could I ask you for something?"

Softly, you say, "Please believe me, kin of kin. I never lie."
You nod your head at Calfuray.

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Can I accompany you when you bring back the flower? I stopped doing that... But I will not stop others."

You nod your head at Calfuray.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Will not be for a few hours."
Wryly, you say, "Did my magnolia a few weeks agos."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "But, if are awake, can, yes."

Comprehension flashes across Calfuray's face.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Actually, let me check."

---> nyoom to the cocoon, can't do my magnolia

You tilt your head curiously at Calfuray.

Calfuray slips into a half-mask of soporific shades.
Turning over in sleep as if restless, Calfuray cries out for someone, though the name is faint and mumbled.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "That dose not seem to grant any of the new dreams.."
Veldrin creases her brow in a frown.
Veldrin sips lucidity slush from an Ouroborian vial of jade and black diamond.

Calfuray shakes her head.
Calfuray removes a half-mask of soporific shades.

Veldrin tilts her head curiously at Calfuray.
Veldrin D'Cente says, "Are we wrong?"

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I hoped... I would encounter someone who would bring the flower."

The soft voice of Xiran tickles your ear, "Are you alright, Miss Cheliyi?"

Calfuray shakes her head at Veldrin.

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says to Veldrin, "You are very much correct."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spirit-Touched Xiran Stormcrow, "Eh? Oh, am okay."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "I'm so sorry love. I keep getting distracted by sad talks."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Bring the flower? you mean a magnolia?"

Calfuray nods her head emphatically.

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I'm sorry you are having so many sad talks..."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "I don't like those..."

Selia has left the realm of Lusternia.

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Are you ok?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "Am always glad to hear from you. You make the day much better. Am okay."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Mm.. in three days, I can bring a flower."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Dock."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "But until thens..."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "They bring memories of Fiabelhie Stillriver..."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "The price of knowledge is sometimes things we dislike.."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I know, but my Lady said it was due to the healing mound itself, yes."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say to Calfuray, "Have seen the magnolia trees nearby?"

Calfuray nods her head emphatically.

As if reciting from a scroll, you say, "Each healing mound conforms to the Divine energies of its area."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "But also know Lady Maylea was involved..."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "The last dream we got was of her hearing thoughts of us speaking of her child, some panic, wish her body would heal faster, unable to break free..unable to connect with her body..apprently the Lady Healer has some way of communicating with her though.."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "If.. If you dream new dreams... Would it be possible to tell me about them?"

Veldrin shrugs helplessly.
Veldrin D'Cente says, "We are sure Celest is keeping a record some where.."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "My Lady is... well. Have a theory, that when healing Divine things... they must be inside eachother's brains. They can hear one anothers. She can hear us, sort of. But there is separation."

You nod your head at Calfuray.

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Thank you..."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Would deeply desire to get a hold of that our selves..but that would likely be unwise."

A wry smile spreads across your face.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Actually, there is not a documents."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Wise, can't be stolen then by evil Magnagorians."
The corners of Veldrin's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Pensively, you say, "But... the dreams have grown more rooted in reality, now."
You smile wryly at Veldrin.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Which is both encoraging and concerning."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Used to be nightmares and metaphors. Now, She hears the outside, and wishes to wake up. But, would be like tearing open a freshly healed scar."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Would you expect less of a mother seeking their child?"
Veldrin gives a pained sigh.
Veldrin shrugs helplessly.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "The healing must take time to set. Like uh... gelatins."
You glance askance.
You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.

A look of understanding crossing her features, Calfuray nods her head slowly.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I would not. But She must be fully healthy before looking for Her daughter, or we risk even more hurts overall."

Oathsworn Calfuray, Avower of the Archons says, "Excuse me. I must rest. If you do notice something new with Her, it would bring me great solace to know.."

You nod your head at Calfuray.

Calfuray waves goodbye.
Calfuray leaves to the west, emanating an aura of immense power.

You purse your lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as you carefully gather your thoughts.
You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.

Veldrin D'Cente thinks to herself: A string of words rise from the chaos of voices as more a thought then words " we trust that one even less then we trust lord Fain.."

---> i assumed she meant calfuray, but also she might mean lantra??? i can't tell at this point but chel almost laughs because shocked at comparing calfuray to Fain of all People

Veldrin hums innocently to herself.

You stare blankly into space.
You have emoted: Cheliyi visibly looks torn between horror and laughter.

Eyes wide, you whisper, "That is not funny. Should not be funny."

A ghostly willowisp dances in gaily.

You flop down onto the ground.
You have emoted: Cheliyi sighs deeply into the ground.

Veldrin tilts her head while gazing at you, her crystal body flickering curious shades of light green.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Those are unhappy sounds."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... this is so tiring. I can only wonder how my Lady feels."
You nod your head sagely.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Miss Calfuray, she does not believe the magnolias are healing."
You have emoted: Cheliyi gives another pained sigh.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Why not?"

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Even when my Lady lays everything bare to sees, people still think She is lying somehow from paranoias."
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "They always want to find the under-motive, when there is none."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "They like to find grey where there is white."
Veldrin shrugs helplessly.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Because the Lady is more awakes, people think She is completely healed."

Rubbing at her brow, you say, "But that is not how healing works, no. It is a good sign, but it is not a sign of completion."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "We find the whole argument somewhat moot."
Veldrin gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Veldrin D'Cente says, "But we are an old Magnagorian...likely behind the times."
Veldrin shrugs helplessly.

You tilt your head curiously.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Moot, why?"
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Also, don't think you're behinds anything."
Sagely, you say, "Are right in front of me."

Veldrin shrugs helplessly.
Veldrin D'Cente says, "We have a fairly simple view of life...a focus around power, and how it is obtained, wielded, manipulated, and channeled."
Veldrin D'Cente says, "The lady of the Lagoon was defeated..and the gods moved to destroy her..if not for the healer she would not be."

Showing that you understand, you nod your head slowly towards Veldrin.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "That is a way to think abouts its..."

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Oh I had something to ask you."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "Eh?"
A ghostly willowisp sways in the wind.

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Will you be mad if I kill peeps to make drugs out of?"

Veldrin D'Cente says, "The Lady of the Lagoon is now the Healers..unless we can muster the power to defeat her..complaining about what she dose is rather pointless."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "Wh... I guess nots? Be safe while hunting, uh... and be safe with drugs."

You blink.
You stare blankly into space.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "We dislike that she is bound..but if that is the price for life, sometimes one must suffer for a time before freedom."

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I am guessing you don't want any of them?"

Veldrin shrugs helplessly.

Fretting, you exclaim, "My-my Lady does not -own- the Lady of Lagoons!"

Veldrin thrusts her palm towards her forehead and hits it with a resounding *smack*!

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you whisper, "... did I not get it."

Veldrin D'Cente says, "We did not say this was the Lady Healers views."

You nod your head slowly in understanding.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... okays."
Pausing, you ask, "Why do you sit here so oftens?"

Veldrin D'Cente says, "The Lady Healer shows her constant and chartristic "good" and we are sure once she is fully healed and calm she will be wakened by the Lady Healer."

You nod your head at Veldrin.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "No drugs please, no."
Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Ok!"

Veldrin D'Cente says to you, "We have spent time alone..truly alone..where all forgot about us and ignored us..it is a deep pain..we felt it when we tasted of the Lady of the Lagoons memories."

Comprehension flashes across your face.


Veldrin D'Cente says, "We played for her, prayed to her..."
Veldrin gives a pained sigh.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... yeah, makes sense. Thank you for keeping Her companies, yes."

---> look veldrin

She is a fiendish master viscanti vernal ascendant changeling. She is rather short for her race. Her head is crowned with pure wispy silver locks that spill like a waterfall down over her form down to her feet. Countless tiny bells are woven into her hair dull and in some cases slightly chared. Her robe draped over her slight frame. A pair of black draconic wings sprout from her back, the muscles to weak too do much more then stir the air about her. A pair of horns run from her fore head back tword her crown. While her ears are mostly hidden in her hair, Slight points can been seen to them. Her face bares high cheek bones and a pair of soft pale grey eyes. Her skin appears to be coated in a mostly clear flexable crystal shell. Tattooed on her gut is an illustration of a golden Ouroboros.
Resembling an entity from the cosmic planes, her head is wreathed in undulating strands of shimmering cosmic fire. Attuned to her moods, the chromatic waves are in constant flux, from rising up in a halo of incandescent anger to streaming back in ripples of pleasure.
She is wearing:
a changeling intaglio
a Mask of Esteemed Beauty
a fesix bandolier
a feathered mantle of eternal despair
an ebon stop watch of caliginous shadows
a Sigil of the Ouroboros embedded deeply around her navel
a golden Ouroboros ring
a dark Ouroboros veil crown
an ominous cloak of the Ouroboros
a string of serpentine prayer beads of Legion
a fesix bandolier
a sleek pilot uniform infused with aetherlight
a golden Ouroboros ring
the Mage's Belt of Extraordinary Relativity
a circlet of interlocking crystal
an iron ring of churning smog
a sombre hollow tongue stud
a stole of the Ouroborian Priesthood
a Mask of Wonder
white onyx prayer beads embellished with quartz.


Veldrin D'Cente says, "Now we wait, hoping our song will give comfort so she will not be alone."

Showing that you understand, you nod your head slowly towards Veldrin.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Or, if she wakes, or calls to us we can sooth and calm...though..we do worry."
Veldrin creases her brow in a frown.
Veldrin D'Cente says, "No..we are sure the Lady Healer will be more then capable of thwarting any thing a shardling might do directly."

A look of understanding crossing her features, Veldrin nods her head slowly.

You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.
You nod your head emphatically.

Velcora's melodic voice sings into your mind, "Would you like to come do some painting with me and some others?"

You ponder the situation.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Never trust a Magnagoria."
The corners of Veldrin's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I gotta go, yes."
A wry smile spreads across your face.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Be well then..we will likely be here for a while longer."

You give a sticky honey cake to Veldrin D'Cente.
You nod your head sagely.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "You are trapped by honey!"
You cackle hellishly.
You wink knowingly.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Have a goodly day, yes."

Veldrin ponders a sticky honey cake thoughtfully, looking it up and down.

An oil-streaked mechanical zeppelin chokes and wheezes as its propellers grind to life, coughing out plumes of acrid smoke as it chugs sedately through the air.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Velcora Lunarose, Observant Composer, "Am on my way, yes."

An oil-streaked mechanical zeppelin chokes and wheezes with a clatter of mechanics as Veldrin loads a sticky honey cake into its cannon.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Deliver to cheliyi."

An oil-streaked mechanical zeppelin lifts higher into the air as it clanks and whines, plumes of black smoke rising from it. With an ominous ratchet, the cannon beneath it prepares to fire as it wheezes off, trailing curling banks of smog.
An oil-streaked mechanical zeppelin swoops ominously in, clanking and grinding as gouts of filthy black smog gush forth from it, filling the air. With a squeal, it brings its cannon to bear at you, shooting a smoking package that hits you square in the chest, stunning you and unfolding into a sticky honey cake.

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

A wry smile spreads across your face.

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Honey!"

You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.
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.