Eye for an Eye...

<-- Gurashi hanging out with Orventa eating cake

Orventa attempts to blow her hair from her forehead, and fails spectacularly.

Orventa splutters incoherently.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes hurriedly: 'will buy, not make give for free!' They grin, gesturing at the bit of cake on Orventa's face.

Orventa blinks.

Orventa reaches up to feel for the cake and frosting with her hand, "Oh dear, oh my... !"

Orventa gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches into their pack to pull out a plain white square of cloth, offering it to Orventa.

Orventa gratefully accepts the bit of cloth from you and uses it to dab at her face. "Thank you!"

Orventa wobbly flits over to the sink to stand beneath the tap behind you.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect laughingly says to you, ""And no need for payment my dear, your company is more than enough."

You have emoted: Gurashi sinks back to stand flat, watching Orventa flit off, their expression joyful and excited. They resume eating the cup cake they had swiped earlier, not bothering to wipe off their face until they've completely finished. They swallow and write: 'are sure? would love another one - it made a whole noise once!'

Orventa chuckles long and heartily.

Orventa gestures to you to approach the sink, "Would you mind turning this on a tiny bit? Normally I'd make myself taller, but the process would smear frosting over everything... Have as many as you like! ".

A series of colourful explosions can be seen throughout the Basin, emanating from near the Skarch Desert as a series of fireworks colour the skies.

Orventa tilts her head curiously.

The early morning sky dims and the air constricts ever-so-slightly as the Mistress of the Thorns reappears to mortal perception, the vague aroma of roses licking at your senses.

You have emoted: Gurashi perks up, realizing they are beckoned. They gasp and jog over quickly, turning the spicket until water begins to to pour down from the faucet. Suddenly, they look up and over their shoulder, drawn to the sound and the color.

Their source is made readily apparent as brilliant blue orbs shoot into the sky over the streets of Gaudiguch before exploding in nonsensical patterns that fizzle out quickly.'

(Glomdoring): Snald says, "Greetings, Lady Viravain."

(Glomdoring): Caohite says, "Greetings, Lady Viravain!"

(Glomdoring): Evette says, "Dark tidings, Lady Viravain."

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "My Forest."

(Glomdoring): Esei says, "Dark Tidings, Lady."

(Glomdoring): Snald says, "Glory be to Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): Gad says, "Glory be to Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): Evette says, "Glory be to the Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): Esei says, "Glory be to the Glomdoring."

A particularly brilliant pink globe of light explodes in a brilliant wash of colour as a glimpse of ivory can be seen flitting down towards the city below.

(Glomdoring): Xenthos says, "Glory be to the Glomdoring."

You have emoted: Gurashi has abandoned the sink completely, their eyes wide as they move towards the windows to get a better view.

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Glory be indeed."

You think to yourself: ** oh - is the Shofets ... and ... **.

You think to yourself: ** g-glory be glory be **.

Orventa quickly cups her hands to catch a few water droplets rinse her face efficiently, though ends up getting more water than she anticipates. She slips along the bottom of the sink. "Ack."

You have emoted: Gurashi gasps as they hear Orventa's call of distress, quickly rushing back to turn off the sink and help the faeling out. Orventa can instantly feel their limbs are trembling as they guide her to dry safety, eyes wide.

Orventa chuckles long and heartily.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Oh, now that's what I call a shower. Thank you for the rescue, dear."

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Tell Me, My commune -- what is the apparatus called that holds a ship in place? It is thrown overboard and sinks to the murky bottom, holding the vessel in place."

(Glomdoring): Xenthos (from the Spirit Plane) says, "An anchor."

(Glomdoring): Snald says, "An Anchor, mistress."

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "An Anchor, my Lady?"

(Glomdoring): Evette says, "Aye, an Anchor."

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Indeed? I would have thought to call it a Beloved. My mistake -- I must have misheard the whispers."

Orventa squeezes out the hem of her gown onto the counter top and buzzes her wings rapidly to dry them.

You have emoted: Gurashi nods a few times, offering Orventa a weak smile.

Orventa pats you in a friendly manner.

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "My children do so love to share their susurrations with Me, and perhaps they've gotten the two confused."

Orventa preens, clapping her wings together vigorously. As she does so, a very fine dust of silvery blue scatters to the wind. She carries on with this odd ritual for several minutes before fanning her wings out with a sudden "SNAP", revealing them to be even more brightly coloured and lustrous than before.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Now what was all that commotion?"

You have emoted: Gurashi offers Orventa another dazed and hopeful smile, then returns to gazing out the window, their expression impossible to read, lips parted, seeming... very on edge.

(The Shadow Kindred): Snald says, "Should we...."
(The Shadow Kindred): Snald says, "Should we murder Gurashi?"
(The Shadow Kindred): Xenthos says, "Nooo."
(The Shadow Kindred): You say, ":U."
(The Shadow Kindred): Evette says, "Clearly thats what shes after."

Orventa dangles her legs over the edge of your cupped hand as she makes herself more comfortable to watch the goings on outside the window.

You have emoted: Gurashi's ear flicks, their shoulders slowly shrugging upward.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Hm, a battle, you think?"

You think to yourself: ** solid gray - uh oh **.

Shadows flicker over the eyelids of Orventa.

You have emoted: Gurashi shakes their head slowly.

With a brilliant flare of light, an enormous figure can be seen burning above the streets of Gaudiguch; resembling an overly large, portly dracnari with hands upon his hips. Moments later, he turns, beginning to flex and pose as more brilliant explosions of colour fill the sky around him.

You look about in confusion.

Comprehension flashes across Orventa's face.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "I wonder..."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at Orventa, uncertain what to even make of the spectacle - clearly distracted.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "I... wonder could it be Yomoigu?"

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "No."

Brilliant lotuses of colour fill the sky as the dracnari raises his hands overhead, burning out in a brilliant explosion of pink flames that leave the sky tinged before glittering resin rains down upon the southwestern portion of the Basin of Life, sending glittering colour washing over the desert dunes and volcanic mountain.

You have emoted: Gurashi wrinkles their nose in confusion, their hands more tightly gripping their instrument.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Another dragon perhaps."

Orventa sucks thoughtfully on a vine-woven rope of Hoaracean prayer beads.

You think to yourself: ** colors - so, many colors **.

You have emoted: Gurashi finally lifts their notepad, and with a hand that is trembling almost too much to write, manage to scribble out: 'yomoigu?'

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Yomoigu the pyresmith."

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "He was a Gaudi god."

You nod your head slowly in understanding.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "But I do not think this is Him."

You think to yourself: ** curious - gray - what even makes Them pick where They live **.

You have emoted: Gurashi frowns again at the colorful draconic visage, squeezing their notepad.

The First World seems a little gayer as the childlike voice of Mysrai echoes in a thousand sing-song voices, "Your work is well deserved, My darling Gaudiguch. Keep yourselves ever ready to stand against what would threaten all of Creation!"

(Veiled): Alary (from the Aetherways) says, "Hello Beloved!"

You have emoted: Gurashi writes finally: 'i have no idea what that was.' They shrug, then look back towards the south, biting their lip.

You think to yourself: ** curious - anchor - an anchor - an anchor **.

At Alary's words, the link to the Shofet in your soul thrums melodically, a resonating chirr that stretches through the aether towards the distant realm you know to be the Shifting City.

Orventa shrugs helplessly.

You have emoted: Gurashi furrows their brow suddenly, their hand reaching up to touch their chest, a strange look crossing their face.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "If you'd like to investigate.. are you alright-?"

A gentle memory, right at the back of your mind. Threads, tying all of the Beloved together, stretching out...including you.

You have emoted: Gurashi exhales louder than intended, forcing a smile that doesn't quite reach their eyes. They look at Orventa, their eyes slowly filling with tears, smile falling.

Orventa creases her brow in a frown.

You think to yourself: ** warm shades of orange and gold .... deeper, amber - guilt - guilty **.

Orventa flaps her wings rapidly and floats into the air, stopping to hover before you.

Orventa takes up a napkin from the counter to offer it to you, "My dear child, what has happened?"

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "How best would one catch a rat on such a vessel, My forest? Forgive Me -- I spend little time aboard the crafts that mortals create, as I need merely to will Myself into being where I please."

You think to yourself: ** a growing intense desire - want to say hi - happy - am happy when can just say hi, and, is fine and is what friends do and doesn't matter and nothing is -different- and do not understand -- **.

You have emoted: Gurashi swallows hard, taking the napkin and bringing it to their face, though they do not wipe their now wet cheeks. They wring their hands together, finding the notepad and fumblingly writing: 'think am about to be in BIG trouble.'

(Glomdoring): Evette says, "Perhaps by crafting a trap, Lady Viravain. Baited with a tempting snack."

Orventa's eyebrows raise in disbelief.

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Indeed? Such insignificant creatures, rats. Always rooting around in rot, enamoured with cities. Mortals who dwell within them quite resemble rats, wouldn't you say?"

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "Something fragrant, I would think, so the tempting smell drifts throughout the whole ship."

Orventa hurridly scrambles to offer more napkins, blotting at your cheeks with them in her small hands.

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches up to wipe at their eyes, stifling their crying quickly and hurriedly writing: 'sorry - very sorry. you should probably stand on other end of the kitchen -just- in case, know what mean?' They laugh in miserable silence, accepting the napkins graciously.

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

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Veery.. well."

Orventa gives you a peck on the cheek.

You have emoted: Gurashi shakes their head apologetically, taking another cupcake from the counter and eating it in resignation.

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "Like rats...? Perhaps that's how they manage without flowers underfoot."

Orventa re-enters the kitchen much taller size now.

Orventa quickly dusts herself off.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Oh that's better."

Orventa hugs you compassionately.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Who or what could you possibly be in trouble with, dear boy?"

You have emoted: Gurashi listens distractedly to something unseen, then lets out a little grunt of surprise, accepting Orventa's embrace before nervously returning it, looking this way and that.

You have emoted: Gurashi puffs their cheeks, then writes: 'i asked to do something, and was told i could not do it for reasons that did not make sense, so i did it anyway.' Their tail is wagging furiously.

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

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "I do so dislike those creatures, rats. So insignificant. So wasteful. They flee from the safety of the forest and the meadows, only to beg for scraps in the dullness of cities."

You think to yourself: ** soft - sad - friends **.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "And now, you are expecting a form of punishment, I gather?"

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "They're of appropriate size to feed Your Spiders, though!"

You have emoted: Gurashi holds the edges of the notepad tightly, inhaling before they add: 'well She gave me one when asked so expect bigger one?? is how punishments work??' They bite their lip.

You think to yourself: ** greater guilt - what must Xenthos think **.

Orventa creases her brow in a frown.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Did... they offer you a choice in punishment?"

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Alas, yes, I believe you are right, Aleyah. They are little more than food. Wonderfully, we needn't worry ourselves with them too much. Unless there are errant anchors floating about? Perhaps there is a connection between rats and anchors that My children whisper about?"

You tilt your head, gaze softening as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi glances down, then up again, not answering.

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "I don't know of any in Your Glomdoring, Dearest Mother of the Murder. I would hope it weren't the case."

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "I would assume, if a... punishment has been meted out, once would be the case."

You nod your head emphatically.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Any more would be abuse."

You have emoted: Gurashi writes suddenly: 'i deserve it - is O-K - are right to be mad - but waiting is scary.'

You have emoted: Gurashi's eyes widen as they listen to something unheard, canting their head.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Mn, I don't think it would be a just thing for one to be living in constant fear."

Solemn, staid voices can be heard from somewhere outdoors, rising and falling in emotionless, precise monotone.

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Mmmm. Then perhaps My children lie to Me. I have learned, in My many, many years, that all things can deceive you. Even the ones who swear they never will."

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "But I doubt it."

Orventa strokes your head in consolation.

(Glomdoring): Kreon says, "Darkest Greetings my Mistress and also to you all Glomdoring."

You have emoted: Gurashi grips their notepad tighter, furrowing their brow. They look at Orventa and force another embarrassed smile, suddenly writing: 'promise not all my visits are like this - usually am fun.' The sentiment accompanied with a crookedly drawn heart.

Orventa's eyes sparkle with amusement.

The nighttime air becomes easier to breathe as the presence of the Mistress of Thorns fades from mortal perception, only the faintest scent of roses linger on the horizon.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect laughingly says, "You're alright, it would also be wrong of me to assume you to be 'fun' all the time."

Orventa pats you in a friendly manner.

You have emoted: Gurashi furrows their brow, looking on in confusion as the Mistress of Thorns fades from sight, letting loose a breath they didn't know they were holding.

The sound of buffeting wings is briefly audible.

Orventa gives a ceramic teapot to you.

It is now the 20th of Kiani, 565 years after the Coming of Estarra.
There are 31 days until the New Moon

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Have some tea, dear calm your nerves."

You nod your head emphatically.

You take a drink of green tea from a ceramic teapot.
Your movements become fluid as you drink the green tea.

You blink.

"Good!" Orventa enthuses.

The corners of Orventa's mouth turn up as she grins mischeviously.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Some days it's nice to be silly."

Orventa winks conspiratorially at you.

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks at the teapot, then offers a nervous, silenced laugh, their tail returning slowly back up to speed. They seem to relax visibly, perking up and taking another sip of the teapot straight through the spout.

With its gaze intent on you, a massive black widow crawls across the bark of the nearest of the blackthorns and settles in, staring.

Falling with a clatter, a staff covered in thick, sticky webbing lands at your feet.

You look about in confusion.

Orventa blinks.

You pick up a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs.

As if it were never there, the black widow fades to nothing in the night, its chittering mandibles whispering, "An eye for an eye..."

You have emoted: Gurashi's earlier unease seems to evaporate immediately at the sound of the clattering crutch. They furrow their brow, leaning to pick it up... freezing.

Orventa stares at the sudden tree growth in her kitchen, "What in blazes?"

You have emoted: Gurashi takes the staff awkwardly, picking it up, looking it over. Their brow furrows in confusion, and they lift their head, their breathing growing heavier as recognition settles in. They hold the staff out at arm's length, their eyes growing wide and once more filling with tears.

"...better...if they forgot I ever existed..."

You have emoted: Gurashi's fingers curl around the staff, and they look up to where the spider was, seeking the space where it's retreated. They suddenly burst into tears, covering their mouth with one hand, clutching the staff now to their chest with the other.

Orventa shakes her head at the onslaught of foliage and waves her hand dismissivley at them, hovering to you and your strange staff.

You think to yourself: ** wave after wave of panic no it wasn't supposed to be like -this- just wanted to be -happy- do not understand nobody was supposed to get -hurt- nobody but me-- **.

You think to yourself: ** not Akuuko - they didn't even get to see the -soup- that I made for them - why would - why is that an eye how is that an eye how how why-- **.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says to you, "Maybe we could get some air out of this stuffy kitchen hm? Would you like to accompany me to my tea garden?"

You think to yourself: ** rising anger, confusion, frustration - is not the same! eye for an eye!? how is hurting someone who did hard things because was hard and was right and -- **.

Orventa wraps a comforting arm around you.

You have emoted: Gurashi hiccups, shaking their head vehemently, clutching the staff still even as they let Orventa begin to guide them towards the doorway. Suddenly they peel around, scanning the kitchen and stomp their hoof.

Loud and hoarse, rasping with their years-long silence, you exclaim, "WHY?!"

Orventa covers her mouth with both hands, gasping audibly.

You have emoted: Gurashi slows, catching their breath, as if the words took everything out of them. They relax slightly, furrowing their brow.

Orventa remains still, in between the doorway of the kitchen not quite sure if she should continue ushering the distraught sileni outside.

You stare blankly into space.

Softly, Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Or... would you prefer if I asked your father to come, dear?"

You have emoted: Gurashi hiccups, wiping at their eyes again and coughing several times. They look at Orventa at the mention of their father... then gasp, looking towards the door.

Orventa tilts her head and listens intently to you.

You fret over everything that might go wrong.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'i must talk to Xenthos - would know what to do - or' They begin to pace, biting their lip.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Well, I can certainly escort you to the plex."

Orventa smiles softly.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Come along then."

You follow Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect to the Aetherplex Chamber.

You sniffle softly.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi wrings their hands together, then looks up at Orventa, still clutching a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs to their chest.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'sorry for the bad visit - next time will be better.'

You sniffle softly.

Orventa strokes your head in consolation.

You have emoted: Gurashi clumsily writes: 'you are good persons - thank you - let's have more cakes... maybe on different day.' They hold out the notepad, looking over their shoulder, distracted.

Orventa nods her head in agreement.

You think to yourself: ** wave after wave of mauve - have to go home **.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Of course."

You sense the piercing eyes of Xenthos looking upon you.

Ilistala, an enormous leopard tilts her head curiously at you.

Orventa smiles warmly, if a tad tinged with puzzlement.

Xenthos begins to follow you.
==== Xenthos is following you ====

Orventa inclines her head politely to Xenthos.

You have emoted: Gurashi opens their mouth slightly, then looks up at Xenthos as he appears, eyes widening. In a panic, they suddenly rush forward, holding out a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, face flushing.

You think to yourself: ** blinding white panic - Friend Akuuko ... it's ....! **.

Ilistala, an enormous leopard tilts her head curiously at you.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "Ah I do believe you've come in the nick of time."

Orventa winks conspiratorially at Ilistala, an enormous leopard.

You have emoted: Gurashi clutches the staff tighter, heaving for air and frantically grabbing for their notepad. They write: 'akuuko!' Then they hold out the staff, their eyes shiny with tears.

Xenthos holds out his hand for the staff.

You have emoted: Gurashi seems almost hesitant to part with it, their breaths coming short and fast in their panicked state.

Xenthos beckons you to him.

You give a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs to Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist.

You blink a few times and stare at Xenthos in confusion.

Orventa inclines her head politely to Xenthos.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks over their shoulder at Orventa.

You have emoted: Gurashi embraces Orventa unexpectedly, squeezing her tight before letting go, sniffling.

Orventa hugs you compassionately.

You have recovered balance on all limbs.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "You take care, my dear."

You have emoted: Gurashi smiles sadly, nodding, then frowning immediately after.

You begin to follow Xenthos.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect smiles with a wink and says, "Thank you for the broth."

You gaze softens as you smile.

You nod your head emphatically.

You think to yourself: ** worry - ever present white worry **.

Voyageuse Orventa Trueflight, Dreamer's Architect says, "I do believe it will be my lunch."

You follow Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist west to A quaint kitchen with Wyrden motifs.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "What happened?"

You have emoted: Gurashi paces, wringing their hands together as they arrive in the kitchen. They look at the staff, then at Xenthos, their eyes filling with tears. They fumble for their notepad, nearly dropping it in their hurry to write.

You have emoted: Gurashi scribbles: 'was with Orventa in hallifax and there was big dragon in gaudiguchs and then lady of roses was talking and then a big SPIDER appeared in the kitchen and spat out akuuko's staff - is his! i know it is!' They hold out their notepad, hardly able to contain their tears as they reach up to wipe their face.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at the staff in your hands, reaching for it.

You think to yourself: ** is Akuuko's - needs it - why doesn't -have- it **.

You think to yourself: ** eye for an eye - for WHAT eye **.

You think to yourself: ** what eye what EYE **.

Xenthos ponders the staff thoughtfully, his fingers traversing the webs- though not quite touching, not disturbing them.

Xenthos gives a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs to you.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "It would seem to be Her work at hand."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I might even have some information."

You have emoted: Gurashi begins to pace, their hooves scraping in their haste to clomp about. They hurriedly write: 'spat it out and said eye for eye but i am confused because if they are dead then that is not right! they are my friend?? how do i help him??'

You think to yourself: ** too late - am too late am -- **.

You have emoted: Gurashi stops in their pacing and writing, tilting their head.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "A humanoid bundle wrapped in a cocoon was recently brought past the Master Ravenwood. Quite alive."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "It was somewhat puzzling."

You stare at Xenthos, eyes wide.

You stare blankly at Xenthos.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "But it would seem to fit the timing."

You think to yourself: ** ~ **.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a devastated croak.

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches out and grabs Xenthos's arm, eyes wide in disbelief.

You think to yourself: ** show **.

You tug urgently on Xenthos's sleeve.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "The cocoon is currently being tended by Her Order, kept safe and well."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "But I do not know where."

You shake your head.

You shake your head.

You think to yourself: ** no - what? what if it is them have to make sure they are O-K **.

You think to yourself: ** rapid fire blinding white panic or talk to Her or - what's happening with Akuuko why **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's complexion is pale, expression wrought with concern.

You think to yourself: ** is my fault? **.

Ilistala, an enormous leopard tilts her head and listens intently to you.

You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes the staff tightly, suddenly glaring and looking up at Xenthos, eyes narrowed in determination.

You think to yourself: ** red - deep scarlet - must see - must be taken to see - have to yes?? is them yes **.

You tug urgently on Xenthos's sleeve.

You think to yourself: ** Akuuko what if is him what does She want with him **.

Xenthos tilts his head at you, listening.

You think to yourself: ** anxious mauve - haven't even given him my SOUP yet! was surprise! souprise!! **.

You have emoted: Gurashi tugs more earnestly at Xenthos's arm, then grabs their notepad, writing: 'want to SEE!'

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Ah. I do not think that is possible."

You stare at Xenthos, eyes wide.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "The cocoon was taken away to be kept somewhere safe and private, to be undisturbed."

You shake your head at Xenthos.

You shake your head at Xenthos.

Pursing his lips thoughtfully, Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I do not know why."

You think to yourself: ** undisturbed? why - why **.

You have emoted: Gurashi shakes their head, clutching Xenthos's arm, tears filling their eyes.

You think to yourself: ** they're gonna hurt them **.

Xenthos lays his gauntleted hand upon your arms, looking down at you.

You think to yourself: ** She's gonna do something bad to them - do not know what - why wouldn't **.

You shake your head.

You have emoted: Gurashi hiccups once, trying very hard not to cry, though they seem to be on the losing side of this fight.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "It is all right to feel hurt. It is all right to let it out, if you feel the need. But things do change, evolve, and it is not always bad. She has plans, and your friend was well when last I saw him."

You have emoted: Gurashi stares up at Xenthos, expression twisted miserably. They shake their head, looking at the staff, their face contorting further as they hiccup, then openly sob, hiding their face with both hands. They shake their head, the webbing of the staff clinging to their hair in its spot clutched tightly to their chest.

You think to yourself: ** miserable gray - it is all my -fault- **.

You think to yourself: ** is not fair - should not have to suffer for me that is not O-K should be -me- **.

Xenthos wraps his arms around you, holding him comfortingly.

You think to yourself: ** miserable and selfish - just wanted to be happy and now who knows what She is gonna do She is gonna make them unhappy just because of -me- and that is not fair they don't deserve it-- **.

You think to yourself: ** a weighted sense of disappointment - why did ever try - is this supposed to be how is supposed to be **.

You think to yourself: ** bleary and gray - have technically -compound- eyes, that is like so many eyes, if is eye for eye literally then oh my gosh I will have no friends left **.

Ilistala, an enormous leopard approaches the two other figures, nuzzling against your back consolingly.

You have emoted: Gurashi is hard to rouse from their current state, a weeping, miserable mess. It is only minutes later, when they are out of breath and their tears have all been squeezed out. They stand stupefied and still, eyes staring unfocused at the staff in their hands, hardly responding to Ilistala, an enormous leopard's nudge.

You shake your head.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "We cannot do anything right now but wait and see what happens."

You look at Xenthos, expression filled with concern as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi dazedly grabs at their notepad, writing: 'what did lady of roses say? when visited?'

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "She did not- Khasur came by and demanded that someone take care of something for Her."

You tilt your head, gaze softening as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'need to know if is him - is anyone in Her order awake to verify??' They stare up at Xenthos desperately.

You fret over everything that might go wrong.

You think to yourself: ** cannot be nothing to do **.

(Glomdoring): Aleyah (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Be well, dearest and most beloved Glomdoring! Take care of yourselves!"

You follow Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist to the Portals of Glomdoring.
You follow Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist up to before the Master Ravenwood Tree.

Xenthos shakes his head at Aleyah.

Aleyah tilts her head curiously.

Xenthos beckons to Aleyah.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh looks confused and says, "...No?"

You look at Aleyah hopefully.

You follow Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist west to A quaint kitchen with Wyrden motifs.

(Glomdoring): Aleyah says, "...Orrrr, not yet! Almost, maybe?"

You fret over everything that might go wrong.

Aleyah creases her brow in a frown.

Aleyah tilts her head curiously at you.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to Aleyah, "I believe we have discovered who your mysterious guest is."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at Xenthos, then at Aleyah, wiping their still tear-stained face.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "One of Gurashi's friends."

Comprehension flashes across Aleyah's face.

You look at Aleyah, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Aleyah frowns at you.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'did they talk! could they talk? was a boy?'

A sudden flurry of dusky color accompanies Aleyah as she takes to the air, flying over to you and alighting delicately on your shoulder.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh frowns and says, "I... don't know."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "Um, I can say for super-certain that they're alive, and not dead."

You fret over everything that might go wrong.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'i gotta see them!'

You look at Aleyah hopefully.

Aleyah's wings droop a bit.

Both Aleyah and her wings slump gloomily, the latter throbbing morose shades of amber.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "I do not believe such is possible, as I have said."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "But I promised my Lady to keep them safe...!"

You fret over everything that might go wrong.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Yet, at least."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says to you, "I, I promise, I'll keep an eye on them."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "And as soon as they -can- talk again, I'll tell you what happens, okay?"

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I won't let anything hurt them."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at Aleyah in surprise, then writes: 'but must know! if is them!? must help them! if is here is my fault!' They hold up the notepad, waving it fretfully.

Taking to the air with a few dedicated flaps of her wings, Aleyah flutters close to you and leaves an affectionate kiss upon your brow.

You have emoted: Gurashi lifts a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, waving it about before writing: 'cannot walk without it!'

You look at Aleyah, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "They're not hurt. And they're not dead. They're a guest of my Lady."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "And I can't let anyone visit, just now. When I can, I'll bring you to them. I think they're going to be okay."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Perhaps... you could give the staff to Aleyah, to return to them?"

You have emoted: Gurashi wrings their hands together, clutching a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs tighter.

You shake your head.

A sudden flurry of dusky color accompanies Aleyah as she takes to the air, flying over to you and alighting delicately on your shoulder.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "When they wake up, do you want to give them back the crutch yourself?"

You have emoted: Gurashi holds onto the staff tightly, nodding at Aleyah.

Aleyah nods her head at you.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I can't let you bother them while they're sleeping, but when they wake up, I'll make sure you can see each other."

Earnestly, Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "It's going to be okay. They'll be okay."

You sniffle softly.

You nod your head at Aleyah.

Taking to the air with a few dedicated flaps of her wings, Aleyah flutters close to you and leaves an affectionate kiss upon your brow.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I promise I'll make sure they're safe until they're awake again."

You have emoted: Gurashi hardly seems bothered by the forehead kisses, standing dazedly in their spot, holding the staff tightly still, their knuckles white.

Kindly, Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "Breathe, okay..? Don't forget to breathe."

A sudden flurry of dusky color accompanies Aleyah as she takes to the air, flying over to you and alighting delicately on your shoulder.

You have emoted: Gurashi nods, letting their cheek resting on the staff, pulling at their cheek. They stare helplessly at their feet.

You think to yourself: ** doesn't belong in the Glomdoring - is a -thief- **.

Aleyah very gently begins to smooth her fingers through your hair, braiding it. She hums a low, soft, soothing tune as she does.

You think to yourself: ** is orange - needs the other oranges **.

You think to yourself: ** is just ... **.

You sense the sweeping gaze of Tridemon looking upon you.

The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "Mm. Sorry for running off earlier. Got exhausted for some reason."

You think to yourself: ... ** tired - helpless - uncertain what to even do ** ...

Aleyah runs a hand through her refined updo of raven-black wavy hair, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.

Your melodic voice sings into Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters's mind, "** gray, deep, mournful silence ... feel sick **."

Aleyah takes to the air with a few lazy wafts of her colorful wings, hovering before you.

Kindly, Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "Not dead, and not hurt. Maybe a little nervous, but I'll keep them company."

The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "Mm? Are you unwell?"

You look at Aleyah, expression filled with concern as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'please don't let Her hurt him.' They hold up the notepad soon after, eyes shiny again.

Aleyah smiles softly.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I will try."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I don't think She put him to sleep to hurt him. It's just a hunch, but... I don't think that's why he's visiting. I hope I'm right."

You sniffle softly.

You sense the piercing eyes of Tridemon looking upon you.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'talked about rats and making traps.'

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I know."

Your melodic voice sings into Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters's mind, "** sadder, more distant affirmation - a familiar emotion you know well from being near Gurashi - guilt **."

Your melodic voice sings into Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters's mind, "** shame **."

The melodious voice of Tridemon resonates in your mind, "... I'll be right over."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "But if She wanted to hurt him, I don't think She'd have given him to me, I'm like, super awful at that."

You look at Aleyah, expression filled with concern as you frown.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I'm very good at making people comfortable when they come Home."

You have emoted: Gurashi watches Aleyah, their expression unreadable.

Aleyah gives a pained sigh.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "...I know that's not very comforting when you're scared for a friend."

You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes the staff tighter, looking down.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "Just, please trust me, okay?"

You nod your head at Aleyah.

Aleyah hugs you compassionately.

You have emoted: Gurashi bows their head lightly into Aleyah's tiny embrace.

You tilt your head, gaze softening as you frown.

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

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I'll let you know when he wakes up."

You think to yourself: ** recollections - also Akuuko's friend - fellow telepath... **.

Your melodic voice sings into Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters's mind, "** you hear quiet voices - Aleyah, Xenthos, the rumbling purr of Ilistala - uncertain what's gone on, but, it's bad **."

You have emoted: Gurashi finally writes: 'i need to go home - i gotta talk to someone.' They hold up the notepad limply.

Aleyah nods her head emphatically.

Aleyah hugs you compassionately.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "Let's meet again when we are both awake, then."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to you, "And Aleyah will tell us both if there are any changes."

Aleyah nods her head emphatically.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I'm going to check on him lots and lots."

You have emoted: Gurashi nods sadly, wiping their eyes.

You nod your head at Aleyah.

You sniffle softly.

Aleyah wraps a comforting arm around you.

You think to yourself: ** defeat - helpless - gray **.

You think to yourself: ** how fix **.

Kindly, Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "I know it's scary, but he'll be okay."

Pursing his lips thoughtfully, Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I would suggest not telling those outside of the Glomdoring, though. Her plans are being woven."

Aleyah nods her head emphatically.

You tilt your head, gaze softening as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi steels their gaze, gripping the staff tighter.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh frowns and says, "And if they retaliate, She'd be super, super mad."

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "So secrets, for now, okay?"

You have emoted: Gurashi sets their jaw at this, suddenly worried.

You sniffle softly.

Aleyah strokes your head in consolation.

Lady Aleyah Shee-Slaugh says, "He's safe while he's Her guest."

You have emoted: Gurashi wipes their eyes again, then opens their mouth. They let out a tiny squeaking puff of a noise, then wipe their eyes one final time before turning and slinking off.

<-- go home

You portal to The Hoard and the Hive.
A chilling, forestal curiosities room.                 (#HAH_1)
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. The first discernible sensation upon entering this room is a mixture of earthy smells; mulch, petrichor, decaying wood, and the heady scent of Wyrden roses saturate the air. As one's eyes adjust to the darkness, barely abated by shadowflame sconces hung on the walls, tall figures begin to emerge. Expansive shelves carved to look like tree trunks seem to grow out of the floor and reach clear to the ceiling. The moss-green rug has been cut to fit neatly between each root and around each curve, giving the illusion of springy turf underfoot. Gently glowing fungi, which seem to be growing out of the shelves at random, make it just possible to see their contents. On one shelf, a scorched dragonturtle shell and a dried starfish sit beside a glistening glasswork recreation of a pile of salmon roe. On another, a pair of arrows with heart-shaped heads are arranged with one crossed over the other, and a scented love-letter lies on top of them. Other shelves are crammed with an increasingly peculiar assortment of knickknacks: an ice pick, a tiny red stone, a dusty brown bottle with "Alchywhole" written in a barely legible script, a cuddly stuffed Tae'dae bear, a miniature rockeater figurine, an ornate ivory pipe, a pile of glittering Czigany coins, and a charm bracelet that looks to be of Fae origin. One rather macabre shelf holds a coiled slave master's whip and a skull that appears to have belonged to a Krokani before it made its way here. Still other shelves lie bare, waiting to be filled with more mementos of adventure to come, and in the corner of one of them a tiny black spider has made its web. A brightly colourful tapestry depicting a bear filled picnic has been hung on a nearby wall. A small table hewn from a ravenwood trunk has been upended here, providing a small surface on which to rest various objects. Depicting the four trees of Glomdoring in stylistic renditions, a woven, rose-scented rug spreads across the floor. There are 2 lyre-backed chairs here. Hanging from fine silver, this large snowflake lantern has light blue gems dangling beneath it, causing a gentle sway. A broad glass-faced display rack for musical instruments stands proudly here. A painting of Gurashi's Staring Contest is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall. A gilded pedestal, displaying a painting of the Lazing Leothin, stands here, its gold leaf cracked and weathered. A marble archway stands here, elegantly arcing up from ground to ceiling. A gilded pedestal, displaying a painting of A Future Endeavor, stands here, its gold leaf cracked and weathered. A gilded pedestal, displaying a painting of A Wee Highland Cow, stands here, its gold leaf cracked and weathered. There are 2 ethereal cats here. You see a sign here instructing you to use the PORTAL command to enter the aetherplex system.
You see exits leading north (open door), east (open door), south (open door), and southwest (open door).

Tridemon arrives in a cone of sparkling light.

You have emoted: Gurashi barely moves of the way in time for Tridemon to arrive, their face still red and tear-stained, eyes puffy. They clutch tightly to a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, looking up at Tridemon in defeat.

Tridemon tilts his head curiously at you.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Oh, that's Akuuko's, isn't it?"

You think to yourself: ** gray - blue gray - helpless - -helpless- guilty guilty guilty **.

You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes the staff tighter, bits of webbing sticking to their hands. Their eyes flood with tears again and they nod, dazed.

Tridemon slowly frowns, looking at the crutch-staff in your hands. "... Does he no longer need it? You don't look like he's suddenly become well."

You think to yourself: ** guiltier still akuuko friend akuuko needs it needs it needs it have to give it to him h **.

You have emoted: Gurashi shakes their head, their expression twisting slightly as they bite their lip to keep from crying again.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Then what happened?"

You think to yourself: ** recollection - the Lady of Roses - Mistress of Thorns - Daughter of Spiders - questions, questions about anchors and -rats-, and you can feel your own heart flutter sympathetically as you realize - She knows **.

You think to yourself: ** Her voice, asking about rats and traps and anchors and asking the commune how does one catch a rat and how to never be the fly **.

You think to yourself: ** one moment, so happy, hearing the voices of other Beloved, greeting ... the next ... a spider, enormous .... **.

You think to yourself: ** the staff clatters to the ground, tossed by the spider - Orventa, in disbelief **.

You have emoted: Gurashi jolts suddenly, visibly, as if reacting to something unseen.

"An eye for an eye..." Whispers an unfamiliar voice.

You have emoted: Gurashi grips the staff tighter, clutching it to their chest.

You think to yourself: ** earnest, burning desire - must keep safe until can find **.

You think to yourself: ** must -fix- this -somehow- **.

You think to yourself: ** did this is all my -fault- must -fix- it **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mm. It's a trap for you, you realize?"

You have emoted: Gurashi lifts their head suddenly, confused.

You think to yourself: ** sudden, sharp, cold - trap - to admit that am Beloved? **.

Tridemon focuses on you as his left eye rotates quickly, switching from the pupil in amber to the pupil in emerald, and to the pupil-less opal. "More than that. If your heart lies with the Beloved or with the Wyrd and the will of the Daughter of Roses."

You have emoted: Gurashi's color grows pale, and they shake their head suddenly, eyes filling with tears again.

You think to yourself: ** no - no no **.

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

You think to yourself: ** no no no nono akuuko, poor akuuko is not -safe- **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... the thing is, She will probably provide an opportunity for Akuuko to be saved. But it will require you to defy Her."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Because otherwise, She truly risks the wrath of the Shofet of Abyssal Scales."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "You're sure that Akuuko has gone missing from the Shifting City?"

You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes the staff tighter, glancing aside... They shut their eyes tightly, scrunching their nose, then look at Tridemon, frowning.

You think to yourself: ** a recollection - a cocoon - someone brought to the Master Ravenwood **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's face falls.

You think to yourself: ** at the time was getting staff - instructions to the Glomdoring, to Her order - to keep it... **.

You think to yourself: ** Aleyah's consoling voice: 'I promise I will do what I can to keep him safe...' **.

You shiver violently.

You have emoted: Gurashi stares dazedly at Tridemon's feet.

You think to yourself: ** slowly settling understanding - She is going to force ... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's shoulders sag, and they lean heavily on a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, shaking their head.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "Keep it secret. Keep it safe. Wait for your chance. And be ruthless when the chance comes about, because She has made it perfectly clear that She believes that what you want for yourself doesn't matter."

You look at Tridemon, expression filled with concern as you frown.

You have emoted: Gurashi grips a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs tighter.

You think to yourself: ** do not want to let him be hurt **.

You think to yourself: ** will not let him be hurt **.

You think to yourself: ** want to fix will help **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's tail wags once in anxiety.

You think to yourself: ** just as quickly bubbles the determination, so does the sense of defeat - there is no winning - She already HAS him **.

Tridemon hugs you compassionately.

You think to yourself: ** it doesn't matter-- **.

You have emoted: Gurashi gasps as they are hugged, nearly poking Tridemon in the face with the staff they so insistently clutch to their chest. So determined are they to hold onto it they do not even return the embrace, dropping their head defeatedly against the lucidian's chest instead.

You think to yourself: ** is my fault i must fix it is my fault i must fix it **.

You think to yourself: ** i can't let Her keep him will do what I can have to do something do -something- **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... if you make that choice, you might have to leave."

You think to yourself: ** confusion, hurt - is this how love is supposed to be? everyone says is because She loves me but **.

The gray light of morning bleeds through the branches of the Ravenwood trees.

You think to yourself: ** i do not understand what is so wrong with both who am hurting with -both- **.

You think to yourself: ** nothing -changed- am doing everything -same- **.

You think to yourself: ** why is it not enough **.

You have emoted: Gurashi furrows their brow, their eyes wet with tears, forehead still dropped against Tridemon's chest.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "... because there is a difference between being a potent divine and protector, and being a good PERSON."

You have emoted: Gurashi hiccups once, their grip tightening on the staff. Suddenly they lift their head from Tridemon's chest and begin to pull at the webbing on it in vain, as if hoping to tidy it up some.

You think to yourself: ** make it good and clean so when give back-- **.

You think to yourself: ** -- a sinking feeling am even ever going to give it back -- **.

Tridemon lets go of you for the moment, patting you on top of your head.

You think to yourself: ** uncertain what to do - where to go how to proceed from here what is next -step- know where -is- but cannot -get- there and Her followers won't -- **.

You have emoted: Gurashi sways dazedly, staring up as they are patted.

You think to yourself: ** i don't wnana go **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Inside of Her temple, aye?"

You think to yourself: ** i love the shofets, but i still picked the glomdoring - what's wrong with... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi nods sadly.

Tridemon looks around a bit, as though checking for nearby spiders.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Do you want to know my honest opinion?"

You think to yourself: ** deeper gray - unfair, uncertain - confused **.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks up at Tridemon, still dazed.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "It's because She is jealous and more than just a little bit crazed."

You have emoted: Gurashi furrows their brow again, wiping their eyes.

You think to yourself: ** confused - jealous? **.

You think to yourself: ** no - is Divine - are bigger than people feelings - is not jealous, not over me **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "They are NOT bigger than having the same feelings as mortals."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Where do you think we got these feelings in the first place?"

You have emoted: Gurashi grunts and turns away suddenly, avoiding a cat as it romps playfully by. They furrow their brow and squeeze the staff again, looking helplessly up at Tridemon.

You think to yourself: ** a memory - Khepqet, watching - Tiso, Amun, -happy- - jealous - jealousy that led to ... **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's ear flicks, and their gaze drops again.

You think to yourself: ** muted gray acceptance **.

You think to yourself: ** this is what is **.

You think to yourself: ** will do everything that can for akuuko yes **.

You think to yourself: ** bitter gray acceptance now - a sense of responsibility *.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... you have decided to throw your defiance into Her teeth, if it comes to that?"

You have emoted: Gurashi's chin quivers, and they look at the staff again.

You think to yourself: ** muted colors - akuuko is my -friend- **.

You think to yourself: ** and love my commune **.

You think to yourself: ** and, my family and my friends and **.

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

You think to yourself: ** do not want to hurt anybody **.

You think to yourself: ** but is going to be like ripping open a wound no matter what do **.

You think to yourself: ** feeling like skin being caught in fabric, tugged against the grain **.

You shake your head.

You think to yourself: ** when you are Beloved, you can do -anything- as long as you do it out of love **.

You sniff softly.

You have emoted: Gurashi lifts their head again, frowning.

You have emoted: Gurashi pulls their lips into a tight, thin line, frowning deeper.

You think to yourself: ** utterly terrified **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "If I could, I'd do it for you."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "There is far less that She can make me lose."

You have emoted: Gurashi stares up at Tridemon, their gaze softening. Still gripping the staff they shake their head several times, wiping at their eyes and huffing.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Yeah. Won't work."

You think to yourself: ** no - would not want you to do that even in hypotheticals **.

Tridemon flashes you a sharp-toothed grin.

You have emoted: Gurashi huffs again, something akin to a laugh but not quite. Their shoulders slouch, and they look at a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, attempting again to peel away some of the spiderwebs in vain.

You think to yourself: ** suddenly - fatigued - a still-lingering sense of helplessness and defeat - will try but do not have hope **.

You think to yourself: ** is like past and now are same song **.

You think to yourself: ** funny, that - except isn't funny at all **.

You have emoted: Gurashi attempts to match Tridemon's sharp-toothed grin, but it doesn't quite work.

You have emoted: Gurashi puffs their cheeks.

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

You think to yourself: ... ** remembering just days before - spending all that lovely time making homemade tea with aschwar - still need to give akuuko their -soup- - their -gift - something bad can't happen to them **.

You have emoted: Gurashi sways as they are ruffled.

You think to yourself: ** ahhh - suddenly, remembering - spoke again **.

You have emoted: Gurashi reaches up, touching their throat lightly.

Tridemon tilts his head curiously.

You think to yourself: ** tired - do not know what to do but want to curl up and stop being for a while - uncertain if is even an option at this point **.

You stare at a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, eyes wide.

Tridemon ponders you thoughtfully, looking you up and down.

Tridemon leans close to you and gently lays a kiss upon your forehead.

A warm, gentle wind brings forth the scents and sounds of fresh moving water.

You have emoted: Gurashi exhales suddenly, looking up at Tridemon.

You have emoted: Gurashi's face grows red, and they stare up at Tridemon, their tail motionless. As they stare, they furrow their brow and let out a short, silent laugh before quite clearly whispering: "Why?"

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

You think to yourself: ** remembering the city, the buffeting winds, the spider, Her words, Akuuko.... screaming, at the top of their lungs, desperate to be heard but of course - "why" **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's face reddens further, tail flicking.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out an audible hum as they are ruffled, looking as if they want to say something else but are interrupted by the gesture.

You think to yourself: ** ooowah - tridemon~! **.

You have emoted: Gurashi huffs, waving a hand.

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

You glance askance.

You have emoted: Gurashi wrinkles their nose, gaze again finding the staff.

You think to yourself: ** suddenly - how -odd- **.

Tridemon tilts his head curiously.

You think to yourself: ** a sense of introspection - a colorful school of fish momentarily obscuring all tangible thought on your end, as if intentionally trying to keep something hidden **.

You have emoted: Gurashi's lip twitches.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... still curious, but you are entitled to protecting the inside of your own head."

You think to yourself: ** the school breaks apart - for a moment, a blue-violent-hued memory, your own face disintigrating to nothing as it fades **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to you, "You should let me know if you end up needing help with this. I'm already an enemy of the relevant Order, you know."

You have emoted: Gurashi silently holds out a dark chocolate and gold leaf tae'dae cookie to Tridemon, staring at their hand rather than at the lucidian directly.

You nod your head emphatically.

You give a dark chocolate and gold leaf tae'dae cookie to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.

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

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, ".... of course, since you have no idea of what to actually DO, you will need to lie in wait."

You have emoted: Gurashi nods, suddenly looking very small and exhausted.

You think to yourself: ** be like the spider **.

You think to yourself: ** but She is the spider - so be not the fly - but do flies fly into traps on purposes **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Then be a Wasp. Because they EAT spiders."

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

You have emoted: Gurashi shivers in response to something unseen at the mention of the wasp, eyes widening.

You think to yourself: ** like -nepra- **.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Though perhaps not something you're really suited to."

Tridemon ponders the situation.

You think to yourself: ** remembering all that unbridled rage - or no - more, like Amun? exceedingly clever, from what have heard... **.

You think to yourself: ** ............am not very clever **.

You think to yourself: -- a ripple at the thought --.

Light spreads across your back in numerous colours and hues, enfolding you like butterfly wings.

A luminescent butterfly flutters off to the southwest, leaving behind a glittery path.

You shake your head.

You think to yourself: ** am not a fly **.

You think to yourself: ** maybe not a very good spider, either **.

You have emoted: Gurashi shrugs inside their coat, lifting the collar around their neck.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "You're more of a goat, frankly."

You have emoted: Gurashi's tail wags once, and they look themselves over, puffing their cheeks.

You stare blankly into space.

You have emoted: Gurashi plants one hand on their hip, the other still holding the staff.

You have emoted: Gurashi's posture slumps, and they exhale noisily.

Tridemon pats an ethereal cat in a friendly manner.
An ethereal cat stares at Tridemon with unblinking eyes, a look of contempt across his face.

You think to yourself: ** exhausted - brain can't think any more **.

Looking uncertain, Tridemon nudges an ethereal cat with his foot.
An ethereal cat looks away from Tridemon, ignoring him completely.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Go sleep, I'll harass the cats for a bit."

You have emoted: Gurashi turns to Tridemon, wordlessly opening their arms and looking up, staff still held in their right hand.

You think to yourself: ** am sorry **.

You think to yourself: ** akuuko is your friend too - will get him back **.

You think to yourself: ** will do -everything- to get him back **.

You have emoted: Gurashi sets their jaw, arms still parted hopefully.

Tridemon hugs you compassionately.

You have emoted: Gurashi hugs Tridemon back, clinging tight.

You think to yourself: ** morose azure - do not want to go **.

You give a pained sigh.

You have emoted: Gurashi reluctantly lets go and falls back to stand flat on their hoofed feet, huffing.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at a crutch-staff bearing praises to the Lord, Lady, and Neither, covered in webs, turning it over before flashing Tridemon an excited, albeit terrified smile.

Tridemon gives you a thumbs up.

You have emoted: Gurashi offers Tridemon a sad smile, waving, before slowly meandering off and disappearing into the kitchen.