MM Event Meeting 6/23

[Middens, Crossbow Bend]
Before you stands the Observatory of the Southern Crossbow.  It is a three-story edifice, its sixteen-sided walls capped with a crystal dome.  The top floor is also the nerve center of the Moon Mages' Guild, a most powerful and revered arcane circle throughout Elanthia.  All in all a rather quirky structure, it manages to inspire awe and curiosity at the same time.  A carved ivory door leads inside.
You also see a large fire, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.
Also here: Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Lightwielder Shohanna, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali and Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames.
Obvious paths: west.

Also here: Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Lightwielder Shohanna, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali and Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames.
Obvious paths: west.

Terali gets a tiny purple Ilithic apple from atop a soft white fringed cloth.

Terali takes a bite of the apple.

You switch to speaking in Ilithic.

Ruea says, "Kaelie is possibly the most skilled Empath in the realm, and Mazrian tutored Perune whom we met today."

Shadow of Fate Aerathor came through a carved ivory door.

You say in Ilithic, "It's a pleasure to meet civilized folk."

Ayrell curtsies gracefully to Kaelie.

You switch to speaking in Common.

Nodding a respectful greeting, Aerathor bends in a slight bow.

Aerathor says, "Greetings Everyone."

Vaebrek's cage of shadows shatters, the fragments dissipating as they fall away.

Yvela nods to Aerathor.

Aerathor smiles.

You say to Vaebrek, "I don't think we've met.  I'm Mazrian, and this is my wife, Kaelie."

You notice your augmented intelligence slip away.

You smile at Vaebrek.

Aerathor says, "Thankyou all for coming."

Also here: Shadow of Fate Aerathor who is darkened by an unnatural shadow, Lightwielder Shohanna, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali and Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames.
Obvious paths: west.

Vaebrek gives you a studious look, as if committing you to memory.

Vaebrek asks you, "Vaebrek, is your face not cold?"

Vaebrek bows to Kaelie.

Monster Elec came through an ornate silver gateway.

You see Rune Mage Vaebrek, Gambler of Elanthia, a Rakash Moon Mage.
A flowing uaro's'sugi of rich indigo silk is folded to obscure Vaebrek's face, hiding all but a narrow strip of tanned skin around his eyes.
He is a bit over average height for a Rakash.  He has a thin build.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a lumpy bundle, a flowing nightsilk mage's robe finished with silverweave accents and some black suede boots embellished with silver-clawed toecaps.

Honorable Talmoon just arrived.

Perune came through an ornate silver gateway.

You say, "I spend most of my waking time on fire, and partially made of fire."

A sullen Shadow Servant disappears.

You dryly say, "It's a Warmage thing."

You say, "Climate is generally something that happens to other people."

You dust yourself off.

Ruea beams in loving admiration at Elec!

Aerathor grins.

The air shimmers for a moment as Sherella's spell ends and she becomes visible once more.

(Terali gazes at Mazrian's face and ponders for a moment, then shrugs.)

You gaze thoughtfully at Sherella

Vaebrek says to you, "I apologize that was rude."

With a few arcane words, Agalea's eyes darken unnaturally to a shade as black as a starless night!

You see Court Mage Sherella Ellion-Braun of Zoluren, a Human Moon Mage.
Sherella has silver eyes.  Her honey hair is very long and thick, and is worn braided in an elegant wreath held in place by a gem encrusted gladiolus.  She has pale skin.
She appears to be venerable.
She has a tattoo of a spiraling swirl of silvery stars entwined with tiny multi-colored moons on her neck.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a moonstone gwethdesuan, an elegant silk cloak clasped with a polished platinum star set with a small dark sapphire, a soft black silk tunic belted with a Xibar-blue sash, an amethyst and sapphire bracelet with a silver star clasp, a black tourmaline ring bearing the crest of the Moon Mage Guild, a leather scroll pouch cinched with a silver moon, some billowing silvery silk trousers and a pair of black silk slippers with silver moon clasps.

Water is quickly puddling on the ground nearby, but two spots in the shape of feet or shoes remain strangely dry.

Ruea just tried to take Elec's hand, but he politely pulled away.

Elec takes his rightful place beside Ruea.

Sherella smiles at you.

Aerathor scans the sky from horizon to horizon.

Blademaster Fjalar came through an ornate silver gateway.

Iskra came through an ornate silver gateway.

You say to Vaebrek, "Don't spare another thought to it."

Aerathor scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.

Ruea says to Elec, "Darling, this is one of my very best friends.  Ayrell, of Elamiri."

Fjalar stretches his arms.

Zharyn says, "Evening all."

You say to Sherella, "You know how to make an entrance, madam.  I've been looking forward to meeting you."

You say, "I'm Mazrian, and this is my wife, Kaelie."

You smile at Kaelie.

Aerathor smiles at Sherella.

Elec nods to Ayrell.

Ruea says to Ayrell, "This is my husband Elec."

You happen to sense a Katamba moonbeam moving away from the area.

Ayrell smiles at Elec.

Elec says, "Nice to meet you."

Ayrell curtsies gracefully to Elec.

Sherella says to you, "Well, aren't you full of manners.  I love that."

Zharyn's feet are dripping water everywhere.

A large fire flutters slightly.

Sherella nods graciously at you, giving you a polite smile.

Ayrell says, "It is nice to meet you as well.  I have heard much about you."

Sherella smiles at Kaelie.

Perune casually observes the area.

Aerathor says, "I'm glad so many have decided to come, I hope you all find the discussion worth it."

You say to Sherella, "Someone wise once said it's best to start as you mean to go on."

Perune grins at Ruea.

You chuckle.

Also here: Lightwielder Shohanna, Iskra, Blademaster Fjalar who is sitting, Revolutionary Zharyn, Perune who has a stony visage, Honorable Talmoon, Monster Elec, Shadow of Fate Aerathor, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali, Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames and Court Mage Sherella.

A large fire flutters slightly.

Iskra stares at the sky for a few long moments.

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Aerathor says, "As always I tend to wait a bit before beginning."

Aerathor says, "To let those who are a bit behind arrive."

Elec rummages through a rugged backpack made of dark leather.

Perune says, "Good evening, all."

You shake Iskra's hand.

Aerathor says, "Saves having to explain, two or even three times."

Elec gets a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box from inside his rugged backpack.

Elec offers Ruea a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box.

You say to Iskra, "Glad you could make it."

Ruea accepts Elec's sturdy backpack.

Aerathor bows to Perune.

Perune gives a slight nod.

(Mazrian rests his hand on Iskra's arm.)

Ruea nods to Elec.

Kaelie rubs your left hand.

Ayrell nods politely to Perune.

Iskra says, "Oh? Oh... um, thank you."

Kaelie gently kisses Perune on the cheek.

Knight Radiant Isharon came through an ornate silver gateway.

Perune hugs Kaelie, who wraps her arms around Perune with a warm smile.

Elizzibiana came through an ornate silver gateway.

Elizzibiana went through a carved ivory door.

Elizzibiana came through a carved ivory door.

Perune says, "I have a question."

Fjalar says, "Cant i get a touch up while we wait if anyones avalible."

Aerathor peers quizzically at Perune.

You also see a stone seat, a large fire, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Also here: Elizzibiana, Knight Radiant Isharon, Lightwielder Shohanna, Iskra, Blademaster Fjalar who is sitting, Revolutionary Zharyn, Perune who has a stony visage, Honorable Talmoon, Monster Elec, Shadow of Fate Aerathor, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali, Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames and Court Mage Sherella.

Obvious paths: west.

Sherella smiles.

Aerathor chuckles.

Stargazer Mistanna came through an ornate silver gateway.

Zharyn grins at Elec.

Aerathor bows to Mistanna.

Inquisitor Whiteburn came through an ornate silver gateway.

Perune says, "I understand you're here to discuss further endeavours? I'm wondering if there's been some word from the Guild about how they plan to handle past activities."

Aerathor bows to Whiteburn.

Mistanna waves.

Shohanna removes a vitreous golden topaz prism suspended from a thin chain from her neck.

Shohanna's prism slowly raises into the air before her.

A beam of cold white light shines down on the prism, which suddenly begins to move without warning.

The prism topples end over end, turning about the horizontal.  The motion scatters narrow rainbows about the area.

The prism slowly settles back into Shohanna's hand.

Whiteburn studies the faces around her.

Shohanna hangs a vitreous golden topaz prism suspended from a thin chain around her neck.

Shohanna closes her eyes and grows still.

Aerathor says, "Greetings all, and thanks for coming."

Aerathor says, "I will begin speaking shortly."

Aerathor smiles knowingly.

Mistanna gives Aerathor a most suspicious look.

Aerathor gazes solemnly at the sky.

Aerathor scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.

You say, "I, for one, am very eager to be reassured the guild takes seriously the obligation to keep its members from destroying reality as we know it."

You dust yourself off.

Kaelie leans over and whispers, "This could go very wrong very fast."

Aerathor says, "I'm quite sure everyone agrees on that matter."

You say, "Reality being a thing we all depend on to one degree or another."

Aerathor nods politely to you.

You arch your eyebrow.

Ruea offers Ayrell a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box.

Ayrell accepts Ruea's sturdy backpack.

Perune says, "Yes, while some people enjoy being unhinged to it, I kind of rely on it."

Iskra's ears perk up happily.

Mistanna hands the sales clerk some coins.

The sales clerk hands Mistanna a tulip-shaped glass of pine-honeyed oshu'mary tea.

Mistanna takes a sip of her oshu'mary tea.

Sherella scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.

Whiteburn glances up at the sky.

Zharyn begins a quiet requiem on his copper zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.

Aerathor says, "Despite what many think, I too subscribe to reason. I'm not half as bad as some of you think I am."

Mistanna begins to listen to Shohanna teach the Debilitation skill.

Aerathor smiles knowingly.

Ayrell offers Ruea a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box.

Ruea asks, "Only a third, then?"

Ruea smiles.

Elec gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside a yellowed imp skull.

Elec indicates his bloodwood branch with a smile.

Elec puts his branch in a multi-strapped carryall.

Ruea accepts Ayrell's sturdy backpack.

Ruea moves a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box to her left hand.

Ruea gets some glossy e'erdream worry beads dangling from a sana'ati heartwood fob from inside her sturdy backpack.

With a few arcane words, Agalea's eyes darken unnaturally to a shade as black as a starless night!

Ruea examines a sturdy backpack embroidered with a ribbon-clad box.

Aerathor says, "I suppose I will begin now."

Fjalar begins to listen to Shohanna teach the Debilitation skill.

Ruea offers Ayrell some glossy e'erdream worry beads dangling from a sana'ati heartwood fob.

A ghostly barrier of spectral flame materializes before Agalea, distorting her visage as waves of intense heat wash upward around her.

Ayrell accepts Ruea's worry beads.

Zharyn gets a glass of Katamba-black whiskey from inside his excursion pack.

You say to Aerathor, ""I still have harbinger flashbacks that make that less comforting than it might be otherwise."

Elec says, "I'd say that generally speaking, actions speak louder than words."

Aerathor says, "First. I want to once again put any fears to rest of any future experiments that might lead to...less than legal results."

Zharyn raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.

Perune says, "Nothing like the smell of burned meat, especially if its your own."

Ayrell carefully adjusts her worry beads and a soft white shimmer covers her, the light soon fading away again.

Aerathor says, "Second I would like to thank all of you for meeting here peacefully with me to discuss this matter."

Iskra licks her lips.

Ruea begins to lecture Ayrell on the proper use of the Shield Usage skill.

Aerathor bows.

Ayrell begins to listen to Ruea teach the Shield Usage skill.

Talmoon nods to Aerathor.

Aerathor paces back and forth.

You also see a stone seat, a large fire, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Also here: Lightwielder Shohanna, Shadow of Fate Aerathor, Inquisitor Whiteburn who is shrouded by swirling grey fog, Stargazer Mistanna who is being harassed by an intrigue of phantasmal kittens, Elizzibiana, Knight Radiant Isharon, Iskra, Blademaster Fjalar who is sitting, Revolutionary Zharyn, Perune who has a stony visage, Honorable Talmoon, Monster Elec, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Thinker Terali, Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames and Court Mage Sherella.
Obvious paths: west.

Aerathor clears his throat.

Aerathor says, "For as long as I can recall there has been a wanting for knowledge within me. I have sought knowledge from avenues far and wide, looking high and low for truths that were elusive."

Terali begins to listen to Shohanna teach the Debilitation skill.

Iskra stares at the sky for a few long moments.

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Fjalar puts his gladius in his leather scabbard.

Fjalar slides his left arm through the straps on his ordinary shield and flexes.

Aerathor says, "In m pursuit I have learned that there are few teacher s in life which can compare to time, and experience."

Shohanna collapses her telescope.

Shohanna puts her telescope in her duffel bag.

A large fire flutters slightly.

Hunter Hanryu came through an ornate silver gateway.

Zharyn begins a quiet requiem on his copper zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.

Aerathor says, "What we think we know in our youth often seems folly after time s counsel and after experiencing life s many lessons."

Ruea puts her backpack in her feyweave purse.

Hanryu studies the faces around him.

You fold your arms across your chest.

Aerathor says, "This is why it is wise to seek the counsel of the venerable among us and learn from their success as well as their failures."

Aerathor says, "Recently we have been seeking ever further for truth, we have exhausted nearly every avenue in order to attain the lost history of the Children of Grazhir."

Aerathor says, "And the hidden truth our leader s keep from us...."

Aerathor says, "Yet there is one among them who has proven not only wise in his time but also curious."

Aerathor smiles knowingly.

Ruea raises an eyebrow.

You arch your eyebrow.

Aerathor says, "Tiv Guildermann."

Vaebrek blinks.

Shohanna winces.

Aerathor says, "It was curiosity that began his training as a monk as he climbed steep cliffs in order to find the answers to a humble puzzle, presented by a simple bird flying overhead."

Aerathor says, "And after many years of counsel he has trained a generation of leaders."

Aerathor says, "Tiv is perhaps is the best avenue for us to attain the knowledge we seek."

Aerathor says, "For I hope you all seek truth as I do."

Aerathor says, "And though he has been absent, I feel the great teacher has one more lesson for us all."

You ask, "Point of clarity...isn't Tiv now hopelessly insane?"

Aerathor shakes his head.

Elec chuckles at you!

Thinker Terali went through an ornate silver gateway.

Aerathor says, "The last reports were that he was recovering."

Aerathor says, "Even if slowly."

Iskra tilts her head to one side.

Aerathor says, "But yes  his mind did suffer an injury."

Ruea says, "How inspiring..."

Ruea chuckles.

Aerathor says, "Perhaps its poetic or merely ironic that he vanished moments before the lesser fist s eruption which destroyed the guild hall there and that his own healing might be brought forth at the temple of the volcano in Dirge."

Aerathor smiles knowingly.

Aerathor says, "Many witnessed a man having his mind healed there. I propose there is a chance that this could be an avenue to finding out the truth of what happened that fateful day, the meaning of his final words."

Aerathor says, "Today is a day of Gods and men not of us. He overreaches himself. He cannot change those who came before you made that truth manifest. I will not undo what has been done ..."

Aerathor says, "I will not ape his crimes."

You quietly say to Kaelie, "I didn't think anything about the events was in doubt."

Aerathor says, "I will not ape his crimes."

Aerathor blushes a bright red color.

Aerathor says, "I give this vessel what is sought I will not be thanked for it. The future is of your own making, for he sees only one I will intervene no more."

A large fire flutters slightly.

Thinker Terali's group came through a carved ivory door.

Aerathor says, "Many have speculated that it was the Arbiter that recently made a deal with the Trader s Guild who he met with...."

Aerathor says, "And also some speculated that it was not Tiv speaking for he was possessed."

Aerathor says, "I myself speculate that perhaps the deal with the Trader s was related to his meeting."

Talmoon frowns.

Zharyn grumbles.

A large fire flutters slightly.

Crobin leans over and licks Iskra.

Aerathor says, "And that the Arbiter has merely made his first move in a much larger scheme....."

Crobin hugs Kaelie, who wraps her arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Iskra quirks her ears outward in surprise.

Iskra rubs her cheek.

Aerathor says, "Whatever secrets Tiv holds I believe are of great importance to us all."

You also see a stone seat, a large fire, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Also here: Fearless Crobin, Thinker Terali, Lightwielder Shohanna, Hunter Hanryu, Shadow of Fate Aerathor, Inquisitor Whiteburn who is shrouded by swirling grey fog, Stargazer Mistanna who is being harassed by an intrigue of phantasmal kittens, Elizzibiana, Knight Radiant Isharon, Iskra, Blademaster Fjalar who is sitting, Revolutionary Zharyn, Perune who has a stony visage, Honorable Talmoon, Monster Elec, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie who is surrounded by a shimmering shield, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames and Court Mage Sherella.
Obvious paths: west.

Aerathor says, "I do not think He would take such a great risk without knowing there was a real need. His action was balanced with thought no doubt, and he must have measured the cost in some way."

You look at Perune and shrug.

Tirost came through an ornate silver gateway.

Perune glances at you.

Aerathor says, "Now is the time we take action to pay back our great teacher for his many year s of service and help him with his mission. It may very well be his last."

Aerathor says, "We owe him that much."

A large fire wavers a bit.

Iskra stares at the sky for a few long moments.

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Crobin hugs Ruea, who wraps her arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Talmoon chuckles.

Aerathor says, "And in his healing we might find not only the answers we've been seeking, but also a direction for the future."

Tirost begins to listen to Ruea teach the Shield Usage skill.

Elec asks, "So you took it upon yourself to meddle with things out of your control, based upon conjecture and idle thoughts and philosophy... so you could continue the work of an insane man?"

Perune leans over and whispers, "I saw the thing in Dirge. It appeared to work, but no one knew the consequences if it didn't. Good, Elec is starting."

Elec says, "And get masses of people killed in the process..."

Aerathor says to Elec, "I'm not sure I understand the question. Perhaps you could re phrase."

Aerathor smiles politely.

Aerathor says, "Which masses do you speak of? And perhaps be more clear."

Aerathor nods politely.

Vaebrek smirks.

Aerathor says, "I was hoping the discussion could be related to tonights issue. The past has been brought up many times."

Talmoon quietly asks, "Don't Tiv and Sura share a similar background? Isn't it dangerous to continue down paths related to their sects that have led to incredible destruction?"

Kaelie seems lost in thought for a few moments.

Ruea raises an eyebrow in Yvela's direction.

Perune says, "I think people would stop bringing up the past if it looked like your Guild leadership wasn't inept at handling it."

Aerathor says to Talmoon, "It is true the monk's well guarded secret is perhaps the tendency for the pursuit of the perfect body  to end badly."

Aerathor blushes a bright red color.

Elec says, "I'll put it more bluntly. You, in typical Moon Mage fashion, meddled with things you could not control, and had no full knowledge of, thus bringing danger to the people when ultimately people were killed because of your actions. And you base all this on the philosophies of a known madman..."

Isharon asks Aerathor, "What is tonight's issue, precisely?"

Aerathor says, "But research from them, is where we have enlightened geometry.."

Aerathor says, "There are paths that are not all corrupt."

Aerathor nods to Talmoon.

Elec shakes his head.

Terali frowns.

Aerathor says to Elec, "Please keep the discussion related to tonight."

A reject request has been entered for name: Fupacabra

Aerathor says, "If you missed the pitchfork meeting i'm sorry."

Aerathor smiles at Elec.

Elec says, "I'm not confident in your guilds ability to handle things safely enough for all of us."

Crobin says, "THat is true."

Elec says, "No pitchfork needed."

Zharyn nods at Elec, obviously agreeing with his views.

Crobin says, "He does have a point."

Crobin nods to Elec.

You say, "You didn't actually get stabbed or burned at that meeting.  I think that might be why we're still hung up on it."

A large fire dims slightly.

Crobin says, "And I think I have a pitchfork on me."

Talmoon quietly asks, "What is it you expect to learn from Tiv, and how will it benefit us. And, more importantly, what are the risks to the citizens of Zoluren or Kermoria at large?"

That will disrupt less than a quarter of your current attunement.

You trace an angular sigil in the air, shaping the pattern of the Veil of Ice spell.

You also see a stone seat, a large fire, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Also here: Lightwielder Shohanna, Tirost, Fearless Crobin, Thinker Terali, Hunter Hanryu, Shadow of Fate Aerathor, Inquisitor Whiteburn who is shrouded by swirling grey fog, Stargazer Mistanna who is being harassed by an intrigue of phantasmal kittens, Elizzibiana, Knight Radiant Isharon, Iskra, Blademaster Fjalar who is sitting, Revolutionary Zharyn, Perune who has a stony visage, Honorable Talmoon, Monster Elec, Rune Mage Vaebrek, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie who is surrounded by a shimmering shield, Yvela, Onden Andre Ayrell, Ruea, Oracle Agalea who is shrouded in ghostly flames and Court Mage Sherella.

Obvious paths: west.

You ask Sherella, "You might, I hope, understand that perspective?"

You raise an eyebrow in Sherella's direction.

Terali says, "I rather not be another dead body on yet another experiment gone wrong."

Aerathor says, "I died more than any other at the hand of the Harbringer, And it never reached past the gates. I hope you realize that you can't continue brandishing the same fault over and over. My track record over all speaks much more of prudence."

Aerathor nods politely.

A large fire flutters slightly.

Talmoon smirks at Aerathor.

Aerathor says, "I'm not one who lives in the fringe."

Aerathor says, "I apologize for my past errors."

You say, "You're one for one on causing horrible yet predictable disasters through haughty overreach."

Aerathor says, "I am only a man."

You arch your eyebrow.

Perune says, "It didn't go further because others sacrificed to save your Guildmembers and anyone else who might have died."

You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.

Aerathor says, "I am not perfect. Nor did I ever claim to be."

Aerathor says, "But I do TRY."

Elec shakes his head.

Aerathor says, "I try to find the path for not only me, but others as well. My guilds gifts need to be used for the good of all. not jus the gain a few."

A large fire flutters slightly.

Aerathor says, "I do my best to use my gifts for the good of all."

Terali clucks her tongue and shakes her head.

Aerathor says, "That is the truth."

Crobin asks, "Should we not get a discussion of this path you are searching for?"

Mistanna says, "Tiv wanted to help Peri'el, after we died in the volcano, there was a vision of him coming to her side, while the shrike and nightengale battled above.  I am not sure what goal you mean of him, he mostly wants to be left alone, from what I can tell."

Whiteburn pointedly asks Aerathor, "Do you understand how fortunate you are to be able to stand here and speak so glibly about this disaster you helped visit upon our plane?"

Zharyn sarcastically says, "Someone tell me what fool errand this finger waggler is actually attempting to do besides putting the common folk in danger."

Elec says, "I for one, would like to see some action on the part of the guild. Something official, denouncing your ways. You knowingly did your prediction, knowing what would happen... the irony is not lost on anyone else, despite your words to indicate that this was a mistake."

Mistanna takes a sip of her oshu'mary tea.

Vaebrek shakes his head at Elec.

Sherella smiles at you.

Sherella says, "We can't begin to comprehend what happened to Tiv. The last I knew he is still under the care of Lady Gylwyn. I can't think of a better person to safeguard him and to put his well-being and interests above any other consideration."

Aerathor says, "I think perhaps my message fell on deaf ears. Sadly I hoped you all would be more present and less ignorant of the obvious issue. That being the Arbiter, and perhaps the one who can teach us the most can be healed and do just that for us."

The air around Tirost shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.

Sherella matter-of-factly says to Aerathor, "Not a single person."

Sherella fixes Aerathor with a frank, even stare.

A large fire grows dimmer.

Sherella says, "On top of that, I would venture to guess that your common madman is hardly a suitable parallel to what Tiv has experienced."

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Talmoon quietly says, "I'm also interested in knowing what about these dark parties Aerathor spoke about last time. Why is it that the citizens of Zoluren or the guildmaster locally can't find a better path than letting you off to find some other way to destroy everything."

Sherella says, "If you think whatever happened in Dirge hadn't already been considered by Gylwyn.."

Sherella chuckles.

Sherella says, "Well, not much gets past her."

Sherella smiles.

Aerathor says to Sherella, "I see."

Vaebrek says, "I mean prior to his incident, he would probably have been considered one of it not the most grounded and sane of all the sect leaders."

Vaebrek shrugs.

Sherella says, "Tiv sacrificed himself for us all to avoid...something horrible. Well, intentioned as you may have been, you accomplished almost exactly the opposite.  You sacrificed others and brought on ruin."

Sherella looks at Aerathor and sighs.

Aerathor says, "Whatever he sought, he must have found something and did it for a reason. And our dealings with the  Arbiter have only begun."

Sherella asks, "You would do well to reflect upon how your Master would regard your progress to date. Do you walk the path of Kssarh and Cherulisa or are you instead flirting with the legacy of the Ivory Mage?"

Aerathor says, "I hope the bigger picture cna be viewed, I am but a small piece."

A large fire's light grows much weaker.

Aerathor says to Sherella, "I will keep your words close to my  heart."

You say, "For what it's worth, the bigger picture as most of us see it is that no knowledge you could possibly gain is worth the potential catastrophy you could cause in your fumbling."

Aerathor says to Sherella, "I am not deaf, and I have much to learn still I know."

Aerathor bows to Sherella.

You dust yourself off.

Mistanna says, "How can you say you know the mind or health of the Arbiter?  It is not a creature as things are here that we may understand the natures of."

Crobin asks, "ANd what is thie bigger picture you are looking to find?"

A large fire dims drastically.

Aerathor says to Crobin, "Salvation. For the Children of Grazhir. We've inherited the debt of the Obelisk Builders."

Aerathor says, "I hope to find the path that leads to understanding this debt and the gift we have."

Vaebrek says, "But what about the threat that whatever possessed Tiv protected us from?  What about the promise that it would not intervene again."

Crobin asks, "Hmm so you bring forth more destruction for Salvation?"

Aerathor says, "The  question isn't if its when."

A large fire sputters suddenly and then goes out.

Aerathor says, "The pieces are all on the feild and moving. Its just beginning.,."

Vaebrek points at Aerathor.

Ayrell covers her mouth with her hand.

Aerathor says, "I'm but a hopeful fool."

Mistanna shakes her head.

Crobin asks, "So you know you bring destruction?"

Elec says, "It sounds like good intentions based on conjecture, and now trying to dance around any real reprecussion by claiming it for the greater good."

Aerathor says, "I've been trying to point out there is something going on...though nobody seems to care enough to see their home is on fire."

Mistanna gazes up at the sky.

Mistanna takes a sip of her oshu'mary tea.

Aerathor looks at Elec and shrugs.

Shohanna asks, "Is there some suggestion that just inquiring into this matter is going to inevitably lead to destruction? Is every and any inquiry on the level of risk as a group prediction?"

Aerathor says, "I've been called a monster."

Vaebrek says, "I for one feel like we have someone standing here who wants to prevent disaster for once.  Get in front of it before it comes."

Aerathor nods to Elec.

Vaebrek shrugs.

Perune says, "Because the home literally was going to be on fire due to your actions."

Aerathor asks, "But is it true?"

Eidola Zesoma came through an ornate silver gateway.

Zesoma hums to herself.

Aerathor says, "I assure you its not."

Elec looks at Aerathor and shrugs.

Elec says, "I'm called a monster often."

Elec says, "Words are meaningless."

Crobin nods to Elec.

Crobin says, "And worse."

Elec says, "It's purpose and deed that matter."

Mistanna says to Aerathor, "That depends on who you are asking."

Perune says, "But more over, the Arbiter is not some demon who is intent on smashing our world. He is largely a Moon Mage problem, he cares not for the rest of us."

Aerathor says, "May I say one more thing."

Aerathor says, "Before you all part thinking you've wasted your time here this evening."

Zharyn asks Aerathor, "Forgive me, but what are you proposing here tonight? What are you intending to do?"

Zesoma softly says, "Maybe no one wants to hear the words of a crazed charlatan, who thinks so much of himself."

Shohanna rolls her eyes.

Zesoma shrugs.

Zesoma smiles at Aerathor, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zesoma takes a seat.

Aerathor says, "There is something larger happening, regarding not only Tiv Guildermann and the Arbiter, but the Traders, The collective Children of Grazhir and the very realms. What was set in motion in the past when the Arbiter was summoned is not over. Its merely the beginning."

Zesoma cracks her knuckles.

Crobin says, "So you have spoken to an arbiter, and it brought forth some pain and destruction."

Crobin asks, "So you think the best thing to do is try it again?"

Ruea tilts her head inquisitively.

Terali cracks her knuckles.

Tirost glances at Terali.

Aerathor says, "Thankyou for all hearing me out."

Talmoon quietly says, "I'd rather know what danger exists you speak of, and what we can do collectively to find out more about it or find a solution, than leaving it all in the hands of a mad man and his mad guild that lets him do what he wants to Elanthia."

Aerathor says, "Hopefully some of you see what I have shared with you."

Aerathor bows.

Shohanna says, "Has he suggested trying it again? I didn't hear that."

Zesoma winks at Aerathor.

Crobin says, "I am still lost."

Aerathor smiles at Zesoma.

Crobin says, "Sounds like you plan on causing more pain for what could MAYBE be a gain."

Crobin says, "Maybe."

Yak Rider Kingdok came through an ornate silver gateway.

Zesoma softly says to Aerathor, "Dont let the things in the night eat you buttercup."

Aerathor says, "I have no more plans myself."

Agalea's skin gleams with a fiery lustre, her eyes determined and ready.

Aerathor shrugs.

Elec asks Shohanna, "Does it matter?"

Aerathor says, "I only hope that Tiv is healed soon, and he can share what he has learned with us."

Zesoma softly says, "Or do, I doubt any would miss you."

Talmoon quietly asks, "Maybe Tiv isn't the answer. What's another option?"

Zesoma waves to Aerathor.

Aerathor says, "And that we can all discover the truth behind the Arbiters actions and Tiv's Final words."

Shohanna asks Elec, "Yes it matters. If he suggests sitting here and talking a lot there isn't exactly a risk, is there?"

Shohanna says, "And no need to complain."

Kaelie wrinkles her nose.

Shohanna says, "But if there's a plan, it can be evaluated."

Aerathor says, "I am quite public in my undertakings."

Elec asks Shohanna, "Were you murdered due to someone elses ineptitude?"

Shohanna looks at Elec and shrugs.

Crobin says, "Yes what is better then bringing people around to watch you kill them."

Fjalar says, "I think he is saying the past events are just the beggining of a bigger picture of what is to become."

Tirost smiles at Terali.

Shohanna asks, "Why not find out what the plan is before assuming it's a disaster?"

Shohanna says, "And it sounds like there isn't one."

Aerathor says, "In regard's to the Arbiter...and perhaps the Pelag."

Elec asks, "Track record?"

Elec looks at Shohanna and shrugs.

Perune says to Aerathor, "I do not deny you have a problem with the Arbiter, and frankly every other being there that wants you dead. However, I think most people are upset with how your Guild has handled your mistake."

Zesoma softly says to Aerathor, "Very public indeed with foolish idea's that get many people killed, and cause great troubles for people who never wanted your guidence in the first place."

Elec asks, "Last plan got plenty of people killed? Maybe... better plans?"

Elec says, "By others...."

Isharon says to Shohanna, "Last time someone attempted to evaluate Aerathor's plans, she was murdered."

Shohanna says, "And if the next plan turns out to be stupid..."

Zharyn says, "I have yet to hear a plan."

Shohanna grins stupidly.

Mistanna says, "I can't say I've been very convinced to trust you since you and Zehira tried to attack me hunting in the mines."

Tirost glances at Isharon.

Mistanna gazes at Aerathor.

Elec says to Shohanna, "Perhaps mice should not meddle in the affairs of cats."

Zharyn peers quizzically at Mistanna.

Perune says, "Wait."

Perune asks Mistanna, "What?"

Vaebrek says, "Stop it."

Aerathor asks, "My guild has handled the mistake well. I've been held to a high standard and I appreciate I've been able to maintain my position. I think they hvae chosen wisely to not condemn me. Did you think perhaps they see the bigger picture as well?"

You ponder.

Vaebrek says, "Stop passing blame."

Vaebrek says, "What if Ilithi had dealt with Raenilar, so picket in Shard."

Kaelie raises an eyebrow.

Crobin asks, "What is your postion?"

Vaebrek says, "What if the Empaths had dealt with Jomay, go and picket there."

Sherella smiles at you.

Elec chuckles.

Aerathor says, "That I'm a member of the guild ofcourse."

Ayrell frowns.

Crobin says, "Aww to bad."

Aerathor says, "And have not been stripped of my titles."

Shohanna says to Elec, "I'm not saying what happened was great. But I think it's better to have him conspiring at plans in public than to condemn immediately and then have him conspire in private."

Zesoma cracks her knuckles.

Vaebrek says, "For once.  For ONCE there is actually a threat that a group is trying to deal with at the fore front before it comes to its fruition and you all want to sit and point fingers and complain about the decision."

Crobin says, "So tell us oh Titled person of the guild."

Vaebrek folds his arms across his chest.

Crobin says, "What is your next plan of action."

Aerathor says, "If it helps any of you sleep at night. I don't bear this burden with happiness. Duty is often a heavy mountain to bear. And I am not well loved for being a stormcrow."

Zesoma softly says, "A threat they created, so if they had not been so prideful. it would never have happened."

Aerathor says, "My next plan is to wait and watch Tiv Guildermann with a close eye. And also the dealings the Traders have with the Arbiter."

Zesoma shrugs.

Perune asks Mistanna, "This man attacked you with a Necromancer?"

The air around Perune shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.

Talmoon quietly says, "Vaebrak, the only issue being brought up is that no other guild that serves as protectors of Zoluren and elsewhere in Kermoria were involved in identifying a threat and responding to a threat."

Mistanna nods to Perune.

Shadow Tracker Maltris's group came through an ornate silver gateway.

Mistanna says, "A few years back now."

Whiteburn raises an eyebrow.

Aerathor says, "I hope everyone realizes its not a small matter when a Greater Concept bound in starlight makes deals wiht Mortals to create a new tradtion of Lunar Magic."

Whiteburn folds her arms across her chest.

Aerathor says, "Something is there for those who have eyes."

You ponder.

Qiyan begins to lecture Maltris on the proper use of the First Aid skill.

Elec gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside a dark leather toolkit.

Elec indicates his bloodwood branch with a smile.

Elec puts his branch in a rugged backpack made of dark leather.

Maltris begins to listen to Qiyan teach the First Aid skill.

Aerathor says, "But who is watching that when you are all so focused on me."

Crobin says, "We have eyes, and last time many of them were closed by force for what happened."

Perune's throat contracts as a faint wisp of smoke rises from his lips.

Shohanna sighs.

Perune says, "It is no small matter, but as far as I know, the Traders aren't convincing Harawep to scour us from life, either."

Elec nods to Perune.

Elec says, "Indeed."

Iskra fidgets nervously.

Aerathor smiles knowingly.

Crobin stands near Iskra.

Aerathor says, "Who can say what deal was made and if they traded more than they even owned."

Aerathor says, "In reality as in dreams nothing is quite as it seems."

Aerathor says, "Take those words to heart."

Crobin says, "What."

Arcanist Nefis came through an ornate silver gateway.

Perune says, "You'd have to ask the Turmars, but I think after your actions, they are not likely to tell you."

Talmoon peers quizzically at Aerathor.

Mistanna says, "I don't think the traders negotiated anything they weren't absolutely sure on."

Elec says, "Nightmares can get pretty real."

Zharyn asks Aerathor, "If the Moon Mages are so worried about this Arbitor, maybe they should discuss it with whomever is dealing with it? Have you spoken with the Trader's guild?"

With a few arcane words, Agalea's eyes darken unnaturally to a shade as black as a starless night!

Aerathor's cage of shadows shatters, the fragments dissipating as they fall away.

Crobin says, "And real quickly."

Shohanna grins crookedly.

Fjalar says, "All we can do is wait and hope we get some good information from Tiv so we have a future plan."

Tirost frowns.

You get an odd feeling that someone is watching you.  It quickly passes.

Elec searches around for a moment.

Talmoon nods at Zharyn, obviously agreeing with his views.

Tirost searches around for a moment.

Maltris searches around for a moment.

Elec nods.

You happen to sense a Xibar moonbeam moving into the area.

Tirost mumbles something unprintable.

Hanryu asks, "Wasn't the contract well reviewed by officials inside and outside the Trader guild?"

Tirost draws forth a haralun bastard sword.

Crobin pats Tirost on the back.

Maltris assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.

Vaebrek asks Mistanna, "Since when was speculation certainty?"

Terali ponders.

Zharyn searches around for a moment.

Terali cracks her knuckles.

Aerathor says to Sherella, "Thankyou again for being here. I hope you know I didn't forget your words."

Mistanna says, "When it comes to traders?  If there is one thing they do well at, it's negotiating and contracts."

Tirost whispers, "I thought I just saw Nefis walk in.  Can you let me know if you see him?"

Aerathor says to Sherella, "I trust Tiv is being taken care of, on your word."

Aerathor bows to Sherella.

You search around for a moment.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You don't find anything of interest here.

The air around Perune shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence.  The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.

Maltris assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.

Talmoon chuckles.

Crobin asks, "So right now you are going to go and stare at Tiv and wait for answers?"

You also see a blue moonbeam, a stone seat, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

Heartbreaker Collain came through an ornate silver gateway.

Crobin says, "Bit creepy."

Aerathor says to Mistanna, "Then you must have forgot the tale of the Arbiter in Darkness."

Shohanna says, "Tiv's not a bad-looking guy."

Vaebrek says to Mistanna, "True, but look around any slum and you'll see a failed trader.  Go ask any in gold robes and they'll you of failures."

Shohanna says, "Could be worse."

Agalea sassily says, "I have a question of you Aerathor."

Shohanna smirks.

Kingdok asks, "Did they fire Kssarh yet?"

Crobin chuckles at Shohanna.

Aerathor says to Mistanna, "You don't deal with the Arbiter and get away clean. His wishes are like a curse often."

You search around for a moment.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You notice the vague silhouette of Nefis.

Hanryu hails Qiyan with a clenched fist over his heart and a respectful nod.

Maltris assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.

Aerathor says to Agalea, "Ask away."

Aerathor smiles.

Collain begins to listen to Qiyan teach the First Aid skill.

Mistanna says to Aerathor, "I doubt any of those men were traders."

Elec says to Aerathor, "I wish we could have the same assurance that the guild would take care of us as your court mage here gives you."

Qiyan grins.

Qiyan hails Hanryu with a clenched fist over her heart and a respectful nod.

Aerathor says, "Its wishes that is.."

Ayrell nods to Ruea.

Tirost frowns.

Tirost nods to you.

Elec nods to Ruea.

Maltris searches around for a moment.

Maltris assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.

Agalea sassily says to Aerathor, "Is it common practice of Prophets and Monks to Pay people to kill their Ex wife? I know this because Avelia told me, not long after I performed the divorce at her request."

Talmoon raises an eyebrow in Agalea's direction.

Perune blinks.

Qiyan blinks.

Qiyan laughs!

Kingdok asks, "Good question, how says youse in response?"

Ruea says, "Oh goodness."

Elec says, "Murder for hire is a disgusting business... I'm sure he was misunderstood there too."

Visionist Miskton came through an ornate silver gateway.

Collain whispers something to Qiyan.

Agalea sassily says, "So you are not only the cause of many problems you. You murder a woman who doesnt want to be bonded to you."

Ruea glances at Ayrell.

Ayrell glances at Ruea.

Agalea sassily says, "A Fanatic and a murder common place lout."

Elizzibiana nods to Miskton.

Qiyan nods to Collain.

Ruea quietly says to Ayrell, "Welcome back to Crossing."

Aerathor just left.

Aerathor just arrived.

Crobin says, "Hmm I guess that is one way out of paying after the marriage."

Whiteburn gazes up at the sky.

Zharyn chuckles at Ruea.

Aerathor says, "Sorry about that."

Agalea laughs!

Aerathor nods politely.

Agalea giggles at Aerathor.

Miskton nods politely to Elizzibiana.

Vaebrek folds his arms across his chest.

Shohanna chuckles at Crobin.

Mistanna flashes a quick grin at Miskton.

Maltris searches around for a moment.

Iskra reaches over and flicks Crobin's ear, casting an admonitory glance at him.

You also see a blue moonbeam, a stone seat, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

Ayrell sighs.

Miskton smiles at Mistanna.

Burden to Society Digmo came through a carved ivory door.

Crobin leans over and licks Iskra.

Crobin winks at Shohanna.

Collain pats Digmo on the back.

Agalea sassily asks Aerathor, "Would you like me to repeat my question?"

Tirost grins at Crobin.

Iskra rubs her cheek.

Iskra lets out an exasperated, "Pbpbpb."

Aerathor nods.

Digmo grins at Collain.

Aerathor says, "Please do."

Crobin says, "I would like to you to."

Perune chuckles.

Agalea sassily says to Aerathor, "Is it common practice of Prophets and Monks to Pay people to kill their Ex wife? I know this because Avelia told me, not long after I performed the divorce at her request."

Terali takes a bite of the apple.

Crobin says, "The first time made me smile."

Tirost searches around for a moment.

Agalea sassily says, "So you are not only the cause of many problems you. You murder a woman who doesnt want to be bonded to you."

Zharyn warbles out an airy whistle.

Aerathor says, "I don't know what you speak of."

Elizzibiana frowns, shaking her head with an expression of exasperation before resting her face in the palm of her hand.

Crobin asks, "So you call her a liar?"

Agalea sassily asks, "So Avelia is a liar?"

Zharyn trills, his ears relaxing minutely back against his head.

Qiyan says, "Good answer."

Sherella looks at you and sighs.

Qiyan says, "Believeable."

Agalea sassily says, "She would not come here, because She feared for her life."

Crobin says, "Good idea to plead ignorance."

Elec says to Aerathor, "Perhaps there is a monster inside you yet."

Aerathor ponders.

Agalea sassily says, "She did destroy your moonbeam near the stormbulls."

Kingdok says, "A second ago he was attacking the Traders Reputation now he defends hissan own."

Agalea sassily says, "So you could not run away."

Qiyan grins at Hanryu.

Shohanna says, "Oooh, drama. Tasty."

Aerathor says to Agalea, "You speak of non sense."

Ayrell says to Ruea, "I knew there was a reason I never come here."

Shohanna drools.

Tirost searches around for a moment.

Agalea sassily says, "Check on your beam."

Agalea shrugs.

Aerathor says, "Sorry I can't be responsible for the wild things people say about us. jealously is ugly."

Tirost frowns.

Tirost sheathes his bastard sword.

Aerathor blanches.

Crobin says, "I like mine with a bit of bloodwyne."

Crobin winks at Shohanna.

Perune says, "If Mistanna has labeled you a murderer, I am inclined to believe her, but I am curious.."

Agalea sassily says, "SO."

Ruea quietly says to Ayrell, "It's a bit gauche but it certainly adds some flair to the meeting."

Agalea sassily asks, "You say that she is a liar?"

Perune asks, "You said the Guild has handled the situation well, what HAS your Guild done?"

Aerathor says, "Dear goodness."

Mistanna says to Perune, "Attempted, but still."

Mistanna appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Talmoon quietly asks, "So, personal attacks aside--other than to color the individual a further shade of black--if there's an actual threat, maybe regaling everyone of the actual threat and relying on guildmasters or those of prominent stations within their guilds to figure out a solution something that can be done? Are we wasting Sherella's time, here?"

Aerathor says, "You are a pathetic really. Coming here with such filthy lies."

Perune asks, "How have they curtailed the program to keep it from happening again?"

Ayrell nods to Ruea.

Kingdok says, "Bring out Kssarh, we need some real answer just as he needs Justice."

Aerathor says to Agalea, "You are a shame. Please do not speak to me further, ANd keep my Wifes good name from your foul lips."

Kaelie says to Perune, "He's still allowed in the guild.  I suppose that is what is meant."

Aerathor says, "This meeting is over."

Kaelie wrinkles her nose.

Vaebrek gets an enruned bone staff topped by a faceted calavarite stone from inside his rucksack.

Talmoon quietly says, "I don't trust the Moonies very much, but since Sherella is here..."

Vaebrek leans on his staff.

Shohanna seems to be struggling with a jade Rasirhh samovar.

Aerathor says, "I have no need to be molested like this."

Aerathor just left.

Elec asks Perune, "He was stripped of no titles. What more do you want?"

Sentian came through an ornate silver gateway.

Agalea sassily says, "A coward."

Sherella gazes up at the sky.

Kingdok says, "Flees like like a scolded child."

Crobin says, "But we ain't done talking yet."

Hanryu searches around for a moment.

Agalea sassily says, "Remember this, Aerathor is a coward."

Perune says, "A man who claims he cannot handle the burden of his actions is not truly sincere in his apology."

You ask Sherella, "If I may?"

Crobin says, "GET THE BATTERING RAMS."

Vaebrek says, "If you think this guild will agree on something, you're as mad as you accuse him of being."

Agalea sassily says, "And the cause of all our problems."

Qiyan asks, "Did he just leave?"

Agalea sassily says, "Yes he did."

Kaelie nods to Qiyan.

Agalea sassily says, "The mark of a coward."

Shohanna asks, "Ooh! Are you storming the guild?"

Shohanna raises an eyebrow.

Tirost searches around for a moment.

You say, "Apparantly the Moon Mage guild has committed resources to the middens orphanage and the general reconstruction of the area."

Crobin asks, "We need answers do we not?"

Elizzibiana sighs.

You say, "And made a firm commitment to the crown to invest more in research of wards against extra planar incursion."

Elizzibiana slogs west.

Agalea sassily says, "Avelia destroyed the moonbeam he keeps in stormbulls, how he escapes."

Sherella quietly says, "Not quite the path of Kssarh and Cherulisa."

Elizzibiana just arrived.

Elizzibiana went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec chuckles at Sherella.

Agalea sassily says, "So he just decided to leave."

Iskra says, "Oh... is that what those people were doing there the other night..."

Shohanna says, "Remind me to, uh, be elsewhere while that happens."

You say, "And that is, apparantly, the preferred approach to dealing with this issue."

Mistanna looks at Sherella, obviously trying not to grin.

You say, "Rather than making examples of the perpetrators."

Crobin says, "Hmm guess no battering rams."

Elec shakes his head.

Ruea whispers, "Is there anything planned for after this to discuss things?"

Crobin frowns.

Perune says, "I don't see how that keeps other fools from attempting more stupid works."

Isharon asks Iskra, "If this 'affair' is over, are you planning to hold your sermon soon?"

You ask Sherella, "I hope all of that was accurate enough?"

Crobin looks at Elec and begins to weep softly.

Kingdok says, "Whens Kssarh gonna face this, we need Justice."

Perune says, "Sounds like paying a criminal fine before you're officially fined with it."

You also see a blue moonbeam, a stone seat, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

Iskra exclaims to Isharon, "I know the word for it now! It's a lecture!"

Elec nods to Kingdok.

Hanryu appears calmer than he did a moment ago.

Tirost smiles at Iskra.

Kingdok says, "I say lock him up.."

Strange wisps of spectral flame streak and whorl around Agalea.

Kingdok chants in a bass voice:

    "Lock him up."

The blue moonbeam fades somewhat.

Crobin chants in a countertenor voice:

    "Lock him up"

Qiyan asks, "So we an do something that threatens our lands and just give money to orphans and all is well?"

The dark stripes upon Hanryu's skin fade away.

Elec says, "I had family killed in the madness."

Sherella says, "His Highness made arrangements to support the good people of the Middens, yes."

Collain says to Qiyan, "Well, the orphans are being cared for."

Sherella nods.

You feel less steady, and realize that your Sure Footing spell has worn off.

Zesoma stands up.

Eidola Zesoma went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec asks, "Well that's lovely, meanwhile you let the murderer roam free?"

Talmoon quietly says, "Think about those orphans, though, Qiyan. They couldn't have benefited without large scale destruction."

Qiyan says to Collain, "That is what matters."

You say, "It's a positive step.  Certainly if I were orphaned by an incursion from the Plane of Probability, I would take comfort in having a well provisioned orphanage."

Elec shakes his head at Sherella.

You dust yourself off.

You feel the winds surrounding you disperse.

Iskra says, "I have a lot of things to say about the ethics of magic... I'm going to rent a room at the Crossing Meeting Hall... everyone is welcome to come and listen."

Talmoon quietly says, "Gotta destroy everything so we can look good when we clean it up later."

Iskra waves.

Iskra went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec nods to Talmoon.

The cushioning currents of wind about you rapidly disperse.

Shohanna asks, "Well, aside from the plans for brutal vengeance on tonight's speaker, it looks like we're done, hmm?"

Qiyan says, "Because such incursions bring about more orphans with all the killin."

Qiyan says, "I get it."

Shohanna falls over.

Agalea sassily says, "I am sorry for my outburst."

Talmoon nods to Qiyan.

Elec nods to Qiyan.

Troupe Bartender Aashja's group came through an ornate silver gateway.

Binu came through an ornate silver gateway.

Binu went through a carved ivory door.

Crobin says, "Were not."

Agalea sassily says, "I know that I was rude."

Crobin winks at Agalea.

Elec says to Qiyan, "Solid business model really."

Aashja clasps Collain's hand tenderly.

Perune says, "Perhaps His Highness would be willing to make some public displays to keep the Guild, and other Guilds, from the thought of attempting further nonsense in the future."

The air around you shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.

Heartsfyre hugs Digmo, who wraps his arms around Heartsfyre with a warm smile.

Tirost nods to Mistanna.

Shohanna says, "Good thing. Tired me out."

Yvela went through an ornate silver gateway.

Crobin hugs Heartsfyre, who wraps her arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Aashja clasps Sentian's hand tenderly.

Collain says, "Reminds me of the Gorbesh War orphanage scam."

Heartsfyre hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Heartsfyre with a warm smile.

Talmoon chuckles.

Agalea sassily says, "And also that not everyone would likeme here, but thank you for not throwing me out."

Qiyan grins at Collain.

Agalea nods politely to Whiteburn.

You say, "But I have to be honest.  If it had been my family harmed, I would want blood.  I would expect His Highness's protection."

Knight Radiant Isharon went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec searches around for a moment.

You gaze at some quartzite stone shards.

You also see a pale blue moonbeam, a stone seat, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

Talmoon quietly says, "Is there an actual threat, though? He mentioned last time someone messing with our Obelisks."

Tirost searches around for a moment.

You gaze at Sherella.

Oracle Agalea went through an ornate silver gateway.

Tirost went through an ornate silver gateway.

Aashja continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces.

Crobin asks, "You mean the Highness we have not heard from yet?"

Aashja snickers at Mulder.

Kaelie rubs your left hand.

Perune says to you, "Your family was harmed, your wife was burned alive."

Aashja pats Mulder on the back.

You say, "That is, after all, and meaning no disrespect, his obligation."

Mulder squints at Aashja.

Perune says, "As were many of us."

Binu came through a carved ivory door.

Sherella says, "One could speculate that the calls for punishment come from a desire for vengeance and bloodlust rather than altruistic intent."

Collain laughs!

The pulsing fervor of Rage of the Clans fades from your body and your pulse returns to normal.

Digmo grins at Mistanna.

Qiyan raises an eyebrow in Sherella's direction.

Perune says, "They could speculate that, but that would also be a bit naive."

Mulder shifts his weight.

Qiyan says, "No... we want such things not allowed to be done again."

You say, "One would reply that the calls are entirely self interested, yes.  But that interest is stricly in not having reality turned inside out."

Your throat contracts suddenly, growing cooler as your Dragon's Breath spell dissipates.

Aashja snickers at Collain.

Elec says, "You can banter all day about what peoples intentions are. The fact remains people want justice."

Aashja grins at Mulder.

Talmoon quietly asks, "...where else does justice find resolve but through administering some form of vengeance?"

Perune says, "If a Dark Goddess speaks to me and says, On Second Thought, I think I might wipe this plane clean after all, I think his Highness would understand why people want something done."

Qiyan says, "As it is plenty of youngins are thinkin they can follow in that mad mages footsteps because who's gonna do anythin."

Binu closes his eyes and fades swiftly into the shadows.

Vaebrek nods to Elec.

Aashja's voice takes on an almost lyrical quality as she launches into the chorus of Faenella's Grace, each word flowing to the next with a seamless ease.

Sherella asks Perune, "What sort of display did you have in mind?"

Kingdok says, "You don't get this trouble with Warmages, and at least they don't run away from a conversation."

Talmoon smirks.

You say to Sherella, "Speaking only for myself, it's not about wanting revenge so much as discouraging with visceral dread of the consequences anyone who might come along later and decide this sort of thing might be a good iea."

Aashja chortles softly at some secret joke.

Fjalar says, "Very true."

Digmo says, "Yer right, the ones that have murdered me did it in the full light of day."

Digmo cackles!

You nod to Perune.

Perune says to Sherella, "Something that would keep others from ever thinking of tampering with the planes again. He has a number of tools at his disposal. From imprisonment, to force feeding parasited to Aerathor and Aaoskar so they can't use magic for months."

Sherella wryly says to you, "Visceral dread would be one way to rule a people, I suppose."

Vaebrek says, "Time sure does change a lot of perspectives."

Sherella smiles at you.

Vaebrek sighs.

With a slight tremor in her voice, Aashja reprises the last few words of the chorus of her infectious tune, drawing out the final note of each phrase and letting it gradually fade.

Elec says to Sherella, "No one is asking for his head on a pike, but they want assurances that YOUR guild, and the local justice has a mind to keep the locals safe. That is not asking for too much."

Kingdok says, "This Guild needs a Regime change."

Collain says to Aashja, "You know Tusfaov had something for this."

Collain ponders.

Perune says, "Or better yet, since the Guilds are largely supplied by the Province, the simplest one would be to force the Guild to ration their supplies."

Perune says, "This would cause problems for your Guild and make them double down on such foolishness."

Shohanna says, "Well, class, thanks for listening."

Aashja grins at Collain.

You ask Sherella, "It's not ideal, I agree.  And I am not advocating tyranny.  But doesn't it seem disproportionately dangerous to wait until after the disaster to explain to well meaning researchers why they went wrong?"

Shohanna stops teaching.

Perune says, "And would stand as a warning to other Guilds."

Talmoon quietly says, "Well, we can't deny the guild its resources, either..."

Vaebrek raises an eyebrow.

Shohanna says, "I'm outta here before somebody decides to string up all the moonies."

Aashja says to Collain, "I don't think any booze is strong enough for this."

Aashja snickers at Collain.

Shohanna winks.

Aashja takes a sip of her rum.

Binu comes out of the shadows and slowly opens his eyes.

Mulder whispers an incantation, his gaze fixed on something in the distance.  Tendrils of inky black creep inward from the corners of his eyes, clouding his sclerae.

Shohanna waves.

Elec says, "You know, perhaps we do need some heads on pikes."

Shohanna leaps to her feet!

Binu screams!

Aashja continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces.

You also see a pale blue moonbeam, a stone seat, a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

Heartsfyre leans on Binu.

Lightwielder Shohanna went through a carved ivory door.

Heartsfyre rubs Binu gently, massaging his muscles.

Mistanna blinks at Elec.

Collain says to Aashja, "Oh, alcohol. Yeah, he had a bottle of Two Graves rum."

Binu snuggles up to Heartsfyre.

Ruea says, "Just not in the front yard this time, dear."

Elec says, "Some lovely lawn art for the guild."

Aashja grins at Collain.

Sherella nods to Perune.

Whiteburn says to Sherella, "He is clearly unreprentent of his crimes and does not even attempt to understand the severity of his actions. Or what might have occurred had Mistress Harawep not been appeased. That his guild brethren stood by his side and participated in this mad endeavor only prove that there are others who take no heed of the rules put in place. If you cannot control your own guildmembers, then the next planar catstrophe is an assured eventuality."

Ruea smiles at Elec.

Thinker Terali went through an ornate silver gateway.

Qiyan nods.

Aashja nods in agreement.

Qiyan says, "Yeah... all that."

Binu yawns expansively.

Binu closes his eyes and fades swiftly into the shadows.

Kingdok asks, "Anybody else upset that Aerathor blamed Tradres and accused them of being bad at negotiating?"

Aashja exclaims, "Unity......!"

Aashja gazes off into the distance.

Collain quietly says to Aashja, "I'm sure the Baron would have outlawed moon magic by now."

Sherella says to Whiteburn, "I agree it is awful there were not more there to speak out, in the moment, to speak reason to the students who did not understand."

Talmoon chuckles.

Aashja picks up the pace of her chant, letting each measure roll after the other with a simple grace excelled only by the precision at which she performs it.

Aashja laughs at Collain.

Sherella says, "Several I spoke with were woefully uninformed and unprepared for what they were being led in to."

Ayrell nods to Ruea.

Aashja says to Collain, "Who knows.. The baron is just as insane.."

Collain quietly says to Aashja, "And then illegally dumped them all on Riss."

Aashja snickers at Collain.

Crackling tendrils of electricity churn across the surface of the black cloud floating above Fjalar.  A spark falls from the cloud, landing on Fjalar and causing him to jump in surprise!

Collain grumbles.

Aashja nods at Collain, obviously agreeing with his views.

The black cloud looms over Fjalar, emitting a faint grumble as it roils with elemental malice.

Sherella says, "At least one tried at that last moment."

The black cloud looms over Fjalar, emitting a faint grumble as it roils with elemental malice.

The black cloud floating above Fjalar's head slowly disperses, thin filaments of black water vapor unravelling until nothing remains.

Perune says, "And yet some of the Guild's members claim that the leadership foresaw these events happening, and let them pass. Being seers, and all."

Mistanna says, "I mean... though.. I'm not exactly innocent either.  I've opened a few rogue moongates into the plane of probability."

Mistanna rubs her neck.

Aashja says to Collain, "That's how lake Gwenalion was polluted."

Kaelie grins at Mistanna.

Talmoon grins.

Mulder says to Collain, "What if we could be quit of the lot of them, and relegate them all to an island in the middle of nowhere.."

Aashja's voice takes on an almost lyrical quality as she launches into the chorus of Faenella's Grace, each word flowing to the next with a seamless ease.

Mulder stares blankly into the distance.

Sherella says to Perune, "Oh, yes, I heard about the Captain's suggestions."

Mulder coughs.

Aashja grins at Mulder.

Mulder casually observes the area.

Perune asks, "And is he misinformed?"

Collain says to Aashja, "Now you have me thinking about fish that have developed a taste for moon magic."

Sherella asks, "I'm afraid he might be a bit out of his depth on this one.  Have they been overworking him down there?"

Sherella asks, "How did he seem to you?"

Aashja giggles at Collain.

Qiyan squints.

You hear someone chanting.

Perune says, "It was my first time meeting him, I am not sure of his average demeanor. He seemed curious, but busy."

Lightwielder Shohanna came through a carved ivory door.

Lightwielder Shohanna went through an ornate silver gateway.

You say, "He seemed like the years and the work have not been kind to him."

Aashja continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces.

You shake your head.

Fjalar stands up.

A stone seat collapses back into the ground.

Sherella nods.

Aashja says, "Just to state.. the night harbringer showed up.. 17 of us were struck down dead.. piles of ash in a split second."

Sherella says, "The truth is I doubt anyone saw this coming.  Most of the time our prophetic insights are shared among us."

You say, "I don't know that he was wrong to be cynical, however."

Sherella says, "We see what other Seers see in the mysteries of Fate."

Sherella says, "Usually."

Sherella nods to you.

Sherella says to you, "It's an easy thing to do, especially if you don't trust those involved."

Elec asks Sherella, "Are group predictions not forbidden?"

True Bard Navesi came through an ornate silver gateway.

Sherella nods to Elec.

True Bard Navesi went through a carved ivory door.

Sherella says, "Quite so."

Collain says, "I don't necessarily understand the longitudinal boundaries of prophecy, but I'm pretty sure the latitudinal ones mean it's kind of hard to stop something foreseen from happening."

True Bard Navesi came through a carved ivory door.

True Bard Navesi went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec says to Sherella, "Well, at least you agree that there was a rule broken instead of just handwaving it all."

Aashja nods at Collain, obviously agreeing with his views.

True Bard Navesi came through an ornate silver gateway.

Whiteburn begins to lecture Navesi on the proper use of the Staves skill.

Navesi begins to listen to Whiteburn teach the Staves skill.

Ruea asks, "Seventeen.  Was the number random or was it significant in some way?"

Ruea tilts her head inquisitively.

Navesi smiles at Whiteburn.

Hanryu hails Navesi with a clenched fist over his heart and a respectful nod.

Aashja says, "No it was exact."

Perune says, "Aerathor was not exactly private about his dealings. There was even an article written about it well in advance of its occurance."

Aashja says, "I was here that night."

Aashja says, "I was one of them."

Mistanna says to Collain, "There is a great amount of debate surrounding that."

Sherella says, "Actually, I'm not sure they performed a group prediction at all."

Navesi's movements come down from their fluid and somewhat manic tempo.

Sherella says, "I'm rather confident."

Navesi gazes at Sherella.

Aashja says, "That was turned into a pile of ash that is."

Navesi gets a slender oak-bound volume incised with "The First Land Herald" from inside her black coat.

You ask Sherella, ""Perhaps His Highness would consent to hold a hearing on the issue, if you put it to him?"

Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Navesi gets a pristine goose feather quill from inside her black coat.

Navesi carefully opens a slender oak-bound volume incised with "The First Land Herald".

Perune nods.

Kaelie says, "Yet the intent was to do just that, and there was no mistaking it."

Aashja continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces.

Talmoon quietly asks, "It's still handwaving. What about all the efforts of the Bards and Clerics who were cautioning the very actions? Did the Moonies need to have a prediction of the future just to take heed of divine warning?"

Miskton gazes up at the sky.

Mulder says to Collain, "Don't grant their predictions undue credence."

Sherella says, "They were after all trying to predict the past, which is woefully illinformed."

Collain says to Mistanna, "History only records failures to stop prophecies, which I admit is bad news for us as pertains to the World Dragon..."

Perune says to you, "A good idea."

Visionist Miskton went through an ornate silver gateway.

Mulder gets an elegant silver-foiled cigarillo from his purpleheart humidor.

Aashja snickers at Mulder.

You say, "Many of us here, I think most of us, fought and bled and died to contain the horror that came through."

Navesi says to Sherella, "What reason do you have for believing it was not a group prediction? You are on record."

Mulder touches a silver-foiled cigarillo with a glowing finger, and it quickly catches fire.

Perune says, "The Crown should at least hear our grievance on this issue."

Mulder takes a long drag off of a burning silver-foiled cigarillo.

Aashja grins at Collain.

Mulder exhales some tobacco smoke.  A faintly perfumed aroma wafts from a pale lavender plume of smoke, carrying with it the scent of mulled wine.

Elec says to Sherella, "There's no direction like misdirection."

Aashja nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Elec chuckles.

Crobin says, "I agree."

Crobin says, "The Crown has been very quiet on this whole thing."

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Mulder's silver-foiled cigarillo as it burns.

Qiyan asks Sherella, "Does this mean you consider it less dangerous?"

Qiyan says, "Less meaningful."

Sherella says, "No, the outcome was still the outcome."

You say, "It would give the issue closure, if nothing else.  Of course, we are not demanding."

Aashja's voice takes on an almost lyrical quality as she launches into the chorus of Faenella's Grace, each word flowing to the next with a seamless ease.

Sherella says, "I'm just not convinced they actually tapped in to prophetic insights in the process.  From all reports I gathered."

Elec says, "Well... you've all been so thorough."

Elec nods to Sherella.

Mistanna nods at Sherella, obviously agreeing with her views.

Navesi asks Sherella, "So because it was an attempt to look into the past, it was not a true attempt at prophecy?"

Sherella says, "And the attack may instead have been a result of Pelag finding a large concentration of Seers in the wrong place, namely the Astral Plane, at the wrong time."

Ruea raises an eyebrow.

Talmoon gets a flagon of strong winter ale from inside his carving case.

Talmoon jumps back a few feet and lands on his rump, looking dazed!

Sherella says to Navesi, "Essentially."

Navesi nods to Sherella.

Navesi writes something on a page in her oak-bound volume.

Blademaster Fjalar went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec says, "Sounds like we should rally to remove access to the ways if that's the possibility we are dealing with."

Mistanna gazes sadly at Elec.

Qiyan asks, "So no action will be taken because you are considerin it not exactly rule breakin?"

Perune says, "Another potential punishment."

Perune says, "Blocking the shards of Grazhir from use."

Crobin nods.

Talmoon quietly says, "I'm not against Moonies doing Moonie stuff, I'm against Moonies doing stuff that affects the rest of Elanthia without consulting the divines or others knowledgeable about magic."

Whiteburn nods to Perune.

Crobin says, "I think that should be looked at."

Whiteburn says, "I believe that would be wise."

Faint whispers swirl around Navesi.

Perune says, "Securing them for a time could convince them not to attempt such folly again."

You nod to Talmoon.

Celestian Kalevah came through an ornate silver gateway.

Kalevah pulls off some plate gauntlets from her hands.

Sherella says to Perune, "The Guild may be considering it for the individuals in question, that I wouldn't know."

Kalevah puts her gauntlets in her sackcloth pack.

Talmoon quietly says, "Any guild that acts by itself "for the benefit of everyone else" is really acting selfishly."

Kalevah gets some quilted burlap gloves sealed with protective wax from inside her sackcloth pack.

Kalevah slips some quilted burlap gloves sealed with protective wax onto her hands.

You say to Talmoon, "And having to fight to contain the fallout."

Celestian Kalevah went through an ornate silver gateway.

Crobin says, "Yes, when they want to hurt themselves that is one thing, but when they start to hurt the rest of us as well."

Lazy curls of smoke drift off of Mulder's silver-foiled cigarillo.

Crobin says, "Problem."

Perune nods to Sherella.

A soft purring noise comes from Digmo's general direction.

Elec says, "It's a shame there's not a council of all the guild leaders in the province or something to oversee the affairs of the guilds on a larger basis."

Perune nods at Elec, obviously agreeing with his views.

Digmo's blue-white moonblade flickers unsteadily.

Elec says, "Really, or anyone, to oversee anything."

Crobin says, "Maybe they should of asked the Crown for extra protection out here as well, something."

Digmo grabs the blue-white moonblade out of the air next to him.

Digmo cackles!

Crobin says, "Instead of just bam."

Crobin says, "Bad things."

Kaelie says, "It's been nearly a season past since this happened.  It feels like it's just a watch and see what they muck up next situation."

Aashja giggles at Charlize.

Elec gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside a yellowed imp skull.

Elec indicates his bloodwood branch with a smile.

Elec puts his branch in a multi-strapped carryall.

Mulder's silver-foiled cigarillo glows faintly as it burns down.

Crobin chuckles at Kaelie.

Aashja cackles at Charlize!

Aashja picks up the pace of her chant, letting each measure roll after the other with a simple grace excelled only by the precision at which she performs it.

Vaebrek says, "You all are breaking my heart."

You say, "If it could be arranged, perhapse a hearing on the issue would be the best thing."

Talmoon smirks at Vaebrek.

Hanryu says, "I am still unclear as to what the next situation actually is. It feels   contrived."

Vaebrek leans on his staff.

Crobin says, "Well that Person of the guild that still has his titles."

Mistanna sticks her tongue out at Digmo.

Digmo grins at Mistanna.

Crobin says, "He is going to go stare at someone and wait for answers."

Ruea asks, "Can I render verdicts based on their fashion choices?"

The blue moonbeam is now too faint to be seen.

Ruea smiles sweetly.

Hanryu frowns slight

Elec nods to Ruea.

Sherella smiles.

Crobin smiles at Ruea.

Aashja grins at Ruea.

Yak Rider Kingdok went through an ornate silver gateway.

Elec says to Ruea, "There would be none more qualified."

Mistanna glances at Ruea.

Mistanna frets.

Sherella says, "Well, I'm sorry that the earlier portion of your meeting ended so abruptly."

Sherella says, "I really only intended to come and listen."

Sherella chuckles.

Crobin asks, "Cant we drag him back out here?"

Aashja's voice takes on an almost lyrical quality as she launches into the chorus of Faenella's Grace, each word flowing to the next with a seamless ease.

Crobin says, "Send Ruea in to grab his ears."

Crobin says, "She does that to me and I listen."

Elec says to Ruea, "It would give more closure than this 'court mage' has."

You say to Sherella, "Hopefully, it was worthwhile."

Elec sighs.

Vaebrek says, "Well I think it's pretty clear that half of this mass, was merely here to throw insults and pass judgements."

You smile.

Collain snorts, loudly.

Sherella smiles at you.

Sherella glances at Elec.

Aashja snickers at Collain.

Ruea says to Mistanna, "You're clearly innocent, look at that blouse.  No guilty person would look so good in those sleeves, I love them."

Collain gives Qiyan a smooch.

Aashja gives Qiyan a smooch.

Aashja hugs Qiyan, who wraps her arms around Aashja with a warm smile.

Charlize hugs Qiyan, who wraps her arms around Charlize with a warm smile.

Collain gives Kaelie a smooch.

Qiyan grins.

Collain shakes your hand.

Sherella says, "Have a good morning."

Charlize gives Qiyan a brotherly hug, ruffling her hair with her knuckles.

Sherella gives a gracious nod.

You shake Collain's hand.

Charlize smirks at Qiyan.

Aashja just hugged Navesi.

Collain says, "We're off to get lectured on ethics in magic."

Court Mage Sherella went through an ornate silver gateway.

Collain raises his hand in a quick salute.

Navesi nods to Aashja.

Mistanna waves.

Aashja hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Aashja with a warm smile.

Navesi mumbles something under her breath.

Mistanna hugs Aashja, who wraps her arms around Mistanna with a warm smile.

Charlize enfolds Mulder in a warm embrace.

Aashja grins at Collain.

Heartbreaker Collain's group went through an ornate silver gateway.

Hanryu stretches his arms.

Talmoon quietly says to Vaebrek, "Guess it's a good think you haven't tried to destroy Fate, recently."

Qiyan shrugs.

Hunter Hanryu went through an ornate silver gateway.

You dust yourself off.

Shadow Tracker Maltris's group went through an ornate silver gateway.

Mistanna asks, "Is anyone else heading to that lecture in the hall?"

Shadow Tracker Maltris's group came through an ornate silver gateway.

You nod to Mistanna.

Perune says, "I suppose."

Talmoon leaps to his feet!

You join Mistanna's group.

Kaelie joins Mistanna's group.

Mistanna hugs Qiyan, who wraps her arms around Mistanna with a warm smile.

Talmoon joins Mistanna's group.

Mistanna flails her arms about.

Whiteburn joins Mistanna's group.

Qiyan beams at Mistanna!

Qiyan hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Qiyan with a warm smile.

Perune says, "I will meet everyone there in a moment."

Navesi joins Mistanna's group.

Mistanna says, "Darnit, finding someone else to join failed."

Mistanna chortles softly at some secret joke.

The wild fervor in Navesi's eyes reminds you of your own inner beast.

Vaebrek looks at Talmoon and shrugs.

Qiyan joins Mistanna's group.

Maltris joins Mistanna's group.

Navesi begins chortling at Mistanna.

Venomous Elyssari came through an ornate silver gateway.

To whom are you speaking?

You also see a soft white fringed cloth with several things on it, a dilapidated tea cart with a couple of things on it, an ornate silver gateway and an ivory urn.

Obvious paths: west.

You chuckle at Mistanna.

Elyssari gives Digmo a smooch.

Mistanna says, "Everyone joined out?  Heading out in a few seconds."

Mistanna flashes a quick grin at Digmo.

Digmo grins at Mistanna.

You innately sense that fate has smiled on you, and the world seems just a bit brighter than it did before.

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Elyssari joins Mistanna's group.

Celestian Kalevah came through an ornate silver gateway.

Perune nods to Elec.

Elyssari grins at Mistanna.

Vaebrek says to Talmoon, "It's just a sad day to me when everyone turns to us so quickly for aid but yet every Moon Mage is lumped into a terrible umbrella when one group does something questionable."

Monster Elec's group went through an ornate silver gateway.

Mistanna asks, "Red room, right?"

Kalevah begins to listen to Qiyan teach the First Aid skill.

Perune went through an ornate silver gateway.

Kalevah raises her palms skyward, chanting.

Kalevah lifts up her staff and gazes severely toward the sky.

Navesi nods to Mistanna.

Mistanna waves.

Stargazer Mistanna's group went through an ornate silver gateway.