After the Game

The gentlest of the Holy Supernals is Raziela the Loving Radiance. Small and thin boned, she presents
as a young dracnari girl just on the verge of womanhood. She is dressed in a elegant silk wrap that
floats about her scaly figure like wafting smoke or mist. Her long, golden hair falls down her back in
tight ringlets, with colourful flowers woven amongst the curls. She wields no weapon, only holding a
long-stemmed, yellow daisy that glows with the light of the sun. She sings joyous songs of faith and
hope, her voice clear and pure, the music making the air shine with the iridescent glow of her gentle
love, and even the hardest hearts cannot resist swooning in her presence.
Raziela the Loving Radiance almost glows with nearly god-like power.
She weighs about 127 pounds.
You cannot see what Raziela the Loving Radiance is holding.
It has the following aliases: raziela, supernal, radiance.

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

(Celest): Azula says, "How do you grab her once found?"

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.
frown
You crease your brow in a frown.

(Celest): Aeryon says, "TOUCH her."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "You TOUCH her."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "We only get three tries."

(Celest): Mjoll says, "But we only have three guesses."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "... WHAT DID YOU DO."
p elohora
Supreme among the Holy Supernals is Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light. If one can look beyond the
brilliance that surrounds her, her body can be seen as that of light taken solid form, a naked,
feminine shape. The light that radiates from her incandescent body has no heat nor hurts the eyes. But
this holiness made manifest is somehow substantial, blessing those who embrace it with purity and
grace.
Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light almost glows with nearly god-like power.
She is strangely weightless.
She has a moderate weakness to excorable damage.
She has invulnerability to divinus damage.
She is loyal to the Grand Province of New Celest.
You cannot see what Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light is holding.
It has the following aliases: elohora, supernal, lady, light.

(Celest): Azula says, "Duly noted."

(Celest): Mjoll says, "And so far she is not loyal to Celest when you probe her."
touch raziela
You reach out and touch Raziela the Loving Radiance.
In a familiar girlish voice, Raziela the Loving Radiance says, "Ah! You have found me, Tridemon! And
here I thought this final guise would fool you most."

Giggling with delight at their mischief, the figures of a hazy dracnari girl and Raziela, the Loving
Radiance both manifest under the Glowing Arbour of Rapturous Adoration.
A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl shouts, "The last game has ended! How many answers have you earned, I
wonder...?"

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Back at Raziela."

Comprehension flashes across your face.

Aknarin pants like a dog.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

Raziela the Loving Radiance exclaims, "I am sorry - the idea was too fun to resist!"

Swirling ribbons of serene white light drift in from the south, alighting nearby before entwining to
form Aeryon.

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

A burst of angelic song marks the entry of Mjoll as she marches in from the south, her form enveloped
in a celestial glow.

An austere blue glow fills the room, fading away to reveal Azula coming in from the south.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "That was very worrying."

Romaan scowls miserably.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Raziela the Loving Radiance leans close to Romaan and gently lays a kiss upon his forehead.

(Celest): Aeryon says, "Can I please caution everyone to agree on questions before rashly asking them
out loud?"

Romaan beams broadly at Raziela the Loving Radiance.
Raziela the Loving Radiance giggles in delight, sending pink bubbles rippling in the air.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Yes."

(Celest): Azula says, "So she was the giggly one back in Aetherspace?"

Looking ready to take on the world, a fluffy rose llama enters from the south.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Well, well. An impressive showing."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Yes, let us agree on here."

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "That gave us the run around for sure!"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl claps her hands, her crystal blue eyes sparkling. "Now let us see..."

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

A wash of starlight swirls in from the south, swirling together and spiraling upwards before
blossoming, revealing the form of Aeral.

(Celest): Romaan says, "We should funnel all questions through you?"

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Tridemon. Aknarin. Aeral. Mjoll. And Tridemon again. You four
earned the right to my Truth and my Knowledge."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "If you so wish."

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "What questions would you ask of me?"

(Celest): Romaan says, "Or not."

(Celest): Aeral says, "Let's be strategic."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Ah, it seems we get a question each. I am going to ask her what she was
seeking. Can someone ask her where he come from?"

(Celest): Mjoll says, "I don't know what to ask.."

Azula purses her lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as she carefully gathers her thoughts.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "I can ask her where she came from."

(Celest): Aeral says, "We want to know where she comes from, what she is doing here, why Lady Raziela?"

(Celest): Aeral says, "Perhaps."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "I feel we need to know who she is, where she comes from, what she was seeking.
That will leave us two spare."

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

Aknarin ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Any objections to them three questions?"

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "None here. Who is going to go first?"

(Celest): Romaan says, "None from me!"

A seraphic angel departs to the south, leaving behind the lingering song of a divine choir.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

(Celest): Romaan says, "Go in the order she presented?"

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the air with warmth and
blessing.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Tridemon, please ask who she is, like a name or so on?"

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl settles upon a cloud of mist and smoke as she waits patiently.

Continuing the hunt for his dark mate, Father Sun presses forward in his journey, lowering himself in
the sky yet still casting even, full light upon the land.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

A seraphic angel departs to the south, leaving behind the lingering song of a divine choir.

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Finger extended, Aknarin pokes you.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say to a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl, "I would like
to ask who you are, as far as you are willing and able to share the information."

(Celestial Gathering): Azula says, "Wrong answer everyone."

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

A golden retriever pants heavily, his tail wagging enthusiastically.

The echoes of giggling cherubs surround you, making you smile with happiness.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl nods in understanding, her crystal blue eyes shimmering. "A fair
question. How else can you weigh my words, if you know not who I am?"

Orbs of orange flame burst into being about Azula, hanging in the air and rolling with oily colour,
casting a shuddering heat across the surroundings. Azula smirks, the flames reflected in her eyes
before they slowly twirl out of existence once more.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Yet my identity is not terribly relevant to you. I am the True
Dragon known as the Tranquil Truth, the knowledge in the mist, the curiosity that watches. I am called
Mamira Shika."

Showing that they understands, Aknarin nods their head slowly.

Azula's eyes sparkle with amusement.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "I will ask what she is seeking."

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Go for it!"

Fractals of pellucid frost arc and dance about a large snow phoenix with icy wings in a graceful ballet
of white flurries.

(Celest): Aeryon says, "I rather expect the answer to that will be more frustrating than helpful."

(Celest): Aeryon says, "Depending on how you word it."

(Celest): Romaan says, "The last question should be about this Truth that she speaks of."

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says to a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl, "Greetings, Mamira Shika.
My question for you, why are you on Celestia, what is it you are seeking here?"

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

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

(Celest): Azula says, "I'd suggest the last question to be an invite to align herself with New Celest?"

(Celest): You say, "... Or possibly how she's related to the dragons that assaulted Gaudiguch and
Hallifax?"

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Is that what sounded familiar to you earlier, Tridemon?"

Her crystal blue eyes sparkling, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "I look for Truth, always, but
in this case, I wish to share it as well. They are coming to seek the wisdom of angels, and you must
prepare. Nemuruko has been dropping mentions of great and powerful beings that are tied by essence to
something greater than the whole for some time now. Why, it was enough to pique my own curiosity, and I
am not an excitable, easily led juvenile. Nor do I wish for him to have his own way."

Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as Father Sun's chase brings
him closer to the world's edge.

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Nemuruko?"

(Celest): You say, "A different dragon, one assumes."

Aknarin blinks.

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

(Celest): Aknarin says, ""They" seek the truth. Nemuruko has been dropping mentions. It seems like more
than one."

A seraphic angel departs to the south, leaving behind the lingering song of a divine choir.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "We have three more questions left."

(Celest): Mjoll says, "I think Aeral was up next."

(Celest): Azula says, "So there is an imminent threat to Celestia."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "It sounds like it."

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

(Celest): Aeral says, "What would you have me ask?"

(Celest): Romaan says, "Should we ask why she has come to warn us?"

The air here smells incredibly fresh and pure, and your lungs breathe it in deeply.

(Celest): Azula says, "Impending rather..."

(Celest): Azula says, "Well she did say she likes to... share."

(Celest): Romaan says, "And what should we do to prepare ourselves?"

(Celest): Azula says, "Who is Nemuruko though?"

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

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

(Celest): Azula says, "We have how many questions left?"

(Celest): Aknarin says, "It sounds like she is referring to the Supernals too. "Great and powerful
beings that are tired by essence"."

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "We have three questions remaining."

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Aeral has one, I have one and Tridemon has another."

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "Who is Nemuruko and They she is referring to?"

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

(Celest): Aeryon says, "I am curious what Truth it is she wishes to share, and why."

Lifting her head, a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings belts out a loud 'MWAAA' before eyeing
the surroundings carefully.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "They makes me think of the Beloved."

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's eyes sparkle with amusement at a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry
wings.

Caleb looks around for someone to taunt.

Caleb blinks.

Caleb coughs softly.

A fluffy rose llama leaves to the south while gazing around protectively.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl lazily draws her claws about herself, watching as smoke and mist
manifest in colourful patterns about herself. She seems not bored, but simply content to wait and
ponder.

Mjoll chews on her lip, deep in thought.

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

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

With a soft cough to clear her throat, Aquamage Aeral Ladyn says, "Who is Nemuruko? Who are They that
come?"


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

Soldra, a newbie in the Grand Province of New Celest, has entered Lusternia.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

Letting out a bright laugh, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Two questions at once, then? You
have three left, you will recall."

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

Aeral looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

Aquamage Aeral Ladyn says, "A moment."

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

Aquamage Aeral Ladyn says, "Allow me to rephrase, please."

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the air with warmth and
blessing.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl nods solemnly, unperturbed by the delay.

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Aquamage Aeral Ladyn asks, "Who is Nemuruko and the They that accompany?"


A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "We are assuming they are both related entities."

Aeral nods her head at Azula.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the air with warmth and
blessing.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "So I suppose that fits as a singular question."

Azula congratulates Aeral with some wild clapping.

A wry smile spreads across Aeral's face.

Aknarin's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Romaan hides a grin behind his hand.

Aquamage Aeral Ladyn whispers to Azula, "We should have studied law."

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.

In a blaze of holy light, a celestial archangel suddenly appears.

A celestial archangel blazes with holy light and is gone.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Looking ready to take on the world, a fluffy rose llama enters from the south.
A beatific cherub giggles happily.
A beatific cherub exclaims, "I love you, Chosen Caleb!"

Romaan gives Caleb a respectful salute.

Caleb gives Romaan a respectful salute.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "We can offer Caleb's llama for an additional question."

Romaan nods his head at Azula, showing his acceptance.

Azula's eyes sparkle with amusement at a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings.
A fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings hisses and bares her lips, ready to spit.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl laughs, an eerie, reverberating sound.

Caleb gives Azula the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

Aknarin chuckles long and heartily.

Mjoll gives a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.
Batting her eyelashes, a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings groans at Mjoll with a loud 'MWAAA'.

Mist shifting about her form, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "You wish to know of Nemuruko? He
styles himself the True Dragon of Obscure Dreams, but there is little dreamlike about his meddling.
Nightmarish, perhaps, to those he meddles with. You may have heard of him, for I hear he has already
meddled in your communes. Though you assume, perhaps, incorrectly - for he does not accompany Them at
present. Rather, he is there for the story. As is his way."

(Celest): Qoivhae (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "What happened?"

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

(Celest): Aeryon says, "Raziela reappeared on her own, along with a 'dracnari' girl who we are asking
some questions of."

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 7th of Shanthin, 558 years after the Coming of Estarra.

(Celest): Unitos (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Were questions asked of Raziela herself?"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Well done. That was a single question, indeed."

Aeral sips a potion of healing from an onyx feline vial.


Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "... dragon of Obscure Dreams...."

You blink.


Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "That's the one that attacked the Maeve."

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl tilts her head curiously.

Aeral tosses an arm to the south before her form drips and melts away into trickles and waves of
starlight that dissipate into the air.

A wash of starlight swirls in from the south, swirling together and spiraling upwards before
blossoming, revealing the form of Aeral.

With a touch of amusement, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Stories have a way of changing with
each storyteller. I imagine that version of events would amuse him, for it is not the story I have
heard."

"Oh?" Aknarin exclaims quizzically.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Aknarin tilts their head and listens intently to a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl.
A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's crystal clear eyes focus upon Aknarin with an unsettling stare.

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

Nodding solemnly, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Indeed. Nemuruko is the only reason that
Maeve is alive, for he told your communes how to save her."

You ponder the situation.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Aknarin blinks.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "That... actually sounds closer to the truth than
something vaguely remembered."

You nod your head emphatically.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "You asked to know of him. It is essential that you know this
Truth, if you wish to understand him. And you asked me who he was, so I am bidden to tell you."

You ponder the situation.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "Interesting. I wonder what happened to Maeve in the first
place for Nemuruko to have to tell the Communes how to save her..."

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

A beatific cherub giggles happily.
A beatific cherub exclaims, "I love you, Chosen Qoivhae!"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "That is a question mortals can answer. Surely you need not ask
it of me?"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's eyes sparkle with amusement.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "Sorry that wasn't a question, it was a pondering thought!"

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

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Azula peers at Qoivhae unscrupulously.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say to Aknarin, "I remember better, now. There were...
pseudo-dragons of dreaming, or something along those lines, attempting to become dragons. They put the
Great Spirits of Stag and Crow to sleep."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "Stop being a pervert my dear, and ask consent first."

You narrow your eyes to thin slits.

Romaan's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "I so apologize for my husband, he gets excited."

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl nods in agreement. "Pondering thoughts can lead to Truth. As can
patience. There is no shame in considering thoughts before action." Tilting her head towards Qoivhae,
she adds, "A lesson perhaps that would serve you, hm?"

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "I shall have to discipline him again with his contraption."

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "Oh, apologies, it was out of habit."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "A bad, bad habit."

Azula waggles a finger warningly at Qoivhae and says, "Tut tut."

Fractals of pellucid frost arc and dance about a large snow phoenix with icy wings in a graceful ballet
of white flurries.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Mm. Habits can be unlearned, too, with patience."
'They set the Great Spirits to sleep. There was some kind of monstrosity in the
Dreaming that they were responsible for. They escaped to someplace far away, through the Dreaming...
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "They set the Great Spirits to sleep. There was
some kind of monstrosity in the Dreaming that they were responsible for. They escaped to someplace far
away, through the Dreaming..."

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Romaan nods his head at a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl, showing his acceptance.
A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl lets out a soft, cryptic laugh, her clear eyes betraying nothing.

Mjoll Hartfire, Dragon Slayer says, "I think I am next for my question, why should we be concerned
about him and Them seeking Celestia?"

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
asks, "Who is this rainbowish girl anyway?"

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
asks, "Why does she speak so profound?"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Nemuruko will do as he does, and being concerned about him will
achieve nothing. Be more concerned about the Mature Dragons, because they are wild and driven by
hunger. You have already seen the destruction they have wrought. They are young yet, and lack patience.
Theirs is not the path of reason."

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says to Qoivhae, "Stop. We only have one questions left!"

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "Oh I am not counted."

Qoivhae zips heir mouth.

The horizon glows with burnished shades of orange and red, heralding the imminent arrival of Father Sun
upon the rim of the world.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says to Qoivhae, "It is a question that has already been asked, and
you know its answer. You have lost nothing by speaking it aloud, for your friends and your countrymen
now know how to speak on my behalf."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "Well I suppose I disciplined you better... I guess I was
wrong."

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Fractals of pellucid frost arc and dance about a large snow phoenix with icy wings in a graceful ballet
of white flurries.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Light enters from the south followed by a divine deva.

Spreading her shimmering wings, a divine deva flies off to the south.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say to a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl, "The last
question, then, must be one with an eye toward the future. In your experience and opinion, what is the
best way to prepare for the coming of the Mature Dragons, assuming that they are the ones who are
coming for the angels and Celestia?"

Soldra, a newbie in the Grand Province of New Celest, has left Lusternia.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "I would still insist on offering the llama for an additional
question."

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Aknarin stumbles and pokes themself in the eye.

Sir Caleb Luminare, Knight of the Paladins says to a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings, "Don't
mind him."

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Aknarin stumbles and pokes themself in the eye.

Aknarin looks about themself suspiciously.

Finger extended, Aknarin pokes a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings.
A fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings hisses and bares her lips, ready to spit.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Caleb gives Azula the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says to a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings, "Was nice
knowing you..."

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Romaan pats a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings in a friendly manner.
A fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings trots around Romaan in a jerky circle before letting out a
suspicious 'MWAAA'.

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "I know dragons first eat llamas."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "A question for a chance to pet the llama."

Caleb gives Aknarin the once-over, eyeing them suspiciously.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Light spreads across Aeral's back in numerous colours and hues, enfolding her like butterfly wings.

Aknarin stares at Caleb in a vain attempt to grin, but something goes terribly wrong.

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "Seek the Truth of how the fur feels."

Azula strokes a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings tenderly.
A fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings trots around Azula in a jerky circle before letting out a
suspicious 'MWAAA'.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

With a faint smile, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "How does anyone prepare? Be diligent. Know
your history. They have learned, with every visit to this realm, and so must you. All events are
interwoven. The Mature Dragons wish to understand more of the nature of essence and power, and what it
is that draws them to your Basin. They are running out of time. And Time is precisely what they seek,
though they do not understand it as well as they think."

You are embraced by a sudden longing for a sumptuous repast.

Caleb steps down off of a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings.

A seraphic angel departs to the south, leaving behind the lingering song of a divine choir.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Glancing about herself as the smoke wreathes her form once more, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says,
"And speaking of Time, mine is nearly spent."

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "Running out of time...."

Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna thinks to themself: I am completely
confuzzled by what's going on but I hope this dracnari girl is not being so cryptic.

The air here smells incredibly fresh and pure, and your lungs breathe it in deeply.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "The Time Seal?"

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

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's lips.

Bouncing forward, Raziela the Loving Radiance exclaims, "But I still have a question!"

Romaan tilts his head and listens intently to Raziela the Loving Radiance.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "Nobody understands time very well. Isikathi
probably came the closest, but she was mistaken on a number of the particulars..."

Turning her head towards the Supernal, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Ah, my apologies. So you
do indeed, for you found me first."

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Aknarin's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Azula beams broadly at a plush doll of Raziela the Loving Radiance.

Romaan glances wryly at Azula and hides a grin behind his hand.

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "Raziela, the Loving Radiance, what would you ask of Mamira
Shika?"

Qoivhae inclines their head politely to Raziela the Loving Radiance.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Azula beams broadly at Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light.

Aeral tilts her head and listens intently to Raziela the Loving Radiance.

Aeryon tilts her head to one side, listening intently to Raziela the Loving Radiance with a curious
expression on her face.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Raziela the Loving Radiance beams brightly, then tilts her head, considering her question.

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

Glorious rays of morning light burst forth from Father Sun's crown as it peeks over the world's edge,
announcing a bright and shining new dawn.

At last, Raziela the Loving Radiance exclaims, "You said these mature dragons are hungry. What are they
hungry for? Could we feed them something? Maybe if they have full bellies they won't be so
troublesome!"

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

In a departure from her usual soft-spoken nature, a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl lets out a burst of
laughter, startling in its cadence.

Romaan tilts his head and listens intently to a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl.
A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl's crystal clear eyes focus upon Romaan with an unsettling stare.

"Awwwww!" Azula says.

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "Why of course, that's our dear Lady Raziela!"

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

Qoivhae gives Raziela the Loving Radiance a thumbs up.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

Almost insubstantial, the vague appearance of this lissome dracnari is hazy with a shining iridescence
that blurs her soft, girlish features. Amidst the shifting colours, however, prismatic scales that
glisten through a spectrum of pale pinks, lavenders, yellows, blues and whites are visible, emanating a
constant aura of light that wreathes her diminutive silhouette. Through glimmers of that light, a
silken garb can be glimpsed that drapes over her youthful form in an elegant wrap. A beautiful head
scarf of changing hues veils much of her head from view, though her crystal clear eyes shine with a
startling clarity that speaks of a wisdom far beyond her years. Twined about her arms are two crystal
bangles, one ornamented with the symbolic imagery of an open eye, and the other wrought to resemble an
eye that remains closed to the world. Tendrils of smoke and mist dance about the dracnari's delicate
figure to cast her in the languid beauty of a dream, rendering her both incorporeal and yet clearly
present in a bewitching paradox of being.
A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl does not even register your presence as a threat.
She weighs about 90 pounds.
You cannot see what a hazy, iridescent dracnari girl is holding.
It has the following aliases: dracnari, girl.

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Ono flares and fills the area with holy light, driving away all shadows and darkness.

Hymns from a divine choir lifts your spirits as a seraphic angel enters from the south.

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the air with warmth and
blessing.

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna thinks to themself: Patience, patience,
patience. Why is that we are being taught of patience when we are running against time?

A seraphic angel departs to the south, leaving behind the lingering song of a divine choir.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says, "She left without actually giving a response?"

A hazy, iridescent dracnari girl says, "They hunger for nothing that you could feed them, but for
Yugomaru. To become what they were always meant to be. To grow beyond their mature state, and change,
and join us True Dragons. Though they are drawn to the one who never was, always shall be, and no
longer can be. As I have already said, there is power in history and knowledge. All is part of the
search for Truth."

"Oh?" Aknarin exclaims quizzically.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "... pointing at Isikathi again."

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

With a cryptic smile, the dracnari girl vanishes in a whirl of iridescent smoke and mist, her laughter
echoing throughout Celestia as she repeats, "Prepare. Know the past, that you may know your Future. The
Present is now. Seize it."

Calling out, Raziela the Loving Radiance exclaims, "Thank you for playing with me!"

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.

Qoivhae flashes Raziela the Loving Radiance a joyous smile.

Romaan beams broadly at Raziela the Loving Radiance.

(Celest): Aknarin says, "You don't think she is referring to the Dragons reaching the power to ascend
like Lord Ayridion did? That isn't possible now, though."

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "So it seems that in order to prepare, we should arm ourselves with knowledge of history."

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a
brief moment.

An exhilarating choir of angels reverberates throughout the plane, filling the air with warmth and
blessing.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "Or is it?"

King Aknarin Ladyn, Worker of Waves says to Qoivhae, "Sounds right up your street!"

Aeral nods her head emphatically.

Aeral snorts and snuffles at the air through a keen leonine nose.

With a wry smile, Elohora, Lady of the Eternal Light says, "You worry us so, Raziela. Yet I see we owe
you thanks. This gives us much to think upon."

Caleb easily vaults onto the back of a fluffy rose llama with lovely furry wings.

(Celest): Mjoll says, "We must not underestimate anything at this point."

(Celest): Aeral says, "Aye."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "Yugomaru. ... What in the world is Yugomaru?"

Sir Romaan D'Varden, Knight of the Paladins says to Raziela the Loving Radiance, "I am sorry I was so
distrustful of the girl."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "Likely another one like herself."

Sidereal Adjudicator, Azula Vivalde says, "A true dragon."

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
asks, "Wait, so to fill me in, who was that girl and who are the new names?"

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

(Celest): Romaan says, "What does he want."

Raziela the Loving Radiance leans close to Romaan and gently lays a kiss upon his forehead.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "Yugomaru sounds more like... a state of being
than a person."

(Celest): Aknarin says, "As far as we know, when Ayridion scarified His powers to cure the basin, he
also cut off any way of a mortal becoming a Vernal God, and created the Domothoes realms. That's when
the mortal, Ilyarin was created as the first True Ascendant and what was left of him. But the time seal
could change that I guess, if they manage to go back to then?"

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, you say, "... I don't know."

Aeryon purses her lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as she carefully gathers her thoughts.

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
asks, "I dun think Yugomaru is a true dragon, maybe a demi dragon?"

Fractals of pellucid frost arc and dance about a large snow phoenix with icy wings in a graceful ballet
of white flurries.

Qoivhae gasps suddenly and begins to inhale and exhale deeply and rapidly.

(Celest): You say, "My thought is that it likely relates to Isikathi, the Vernal Dragon of Time, whose
existence is paradoxical."

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

A beatific cherub flitters in from the south and circles overhead.

Mjoll Hartfire, Dragon Slayer says, "But they can believe themselves to be true dragons."

Aeryon La'Saet says, "To Qoihae the girl called herself Mamira Shika, the True Dragon known as the
Tranquil Truth."

Accompanied by a rhythmic flapping of gills, Stellar Scholar Qoivhae Vivalde, of the Elucidating Lacuna
says, "Dragon who must feed anyway."

Aeryon coughs softly.

Mjoll gives an effulgent stained-glass cubix to Sir Caleb Luminare, Knight of the Paladins.

Aeryon La'Saet says to Qoivhae, "The girl called herself Mamira Shika, the True Dragon known as the
Tranquil Truth."

Romaan gives a transplanar cubix to Sir Caleb Luminare, Knight of the Paladins.

(Celest): Azula says, "If I understood anything right, we have dragon things who are about to attack
celestia because rumor has it the angels will provide sustenance for them to ascend to True Dragons."

With an aerial somersault, a beatific cherub flitters off to the south.