Cheliyi makes a quiet gurgling noise, and sinks under the surface.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend has entered the realm of Lusternia.
The body of Gurashi, The Heart's Friend appears in a flash and their soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.
Gurashi inhales sharply, apologetically.
Gurashi begins to tumble towards the west.

You have emoted: Cheliyi slides down into one of the many pools, the mugwump unbothered by her soggy clothes.

A rush of summer warmth passes through you as you smell grass and flowers and glimpse the limitless blue of a perfectly blue, sunlit sky.

Gurashi returns, their wings slightly arched behind them as they follow the brook through the foliage, hesitating as they see you.

A sudden groan emanates out from the surrounding trees, casting deep, swirling shadows in the soft twilight.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * a faint wash of colors, bubbling up like a spring - a sense of greeting *.

Light radiates from Gurashi's heart, warming with shades of gold, wheat, and saffron.

Gently, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend whispers, "Mine-child...?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi makes a faint gurgling noise from the pool, submerged up to her eyes.

Gurashi blinks.
Ears flat atop their head, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "...areyouO-K."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across your lips.

Gurgling, you say, "I can breathe underwaters, yes. Not drowning."

Gurashi approaches the edge of the pool you occupies, mindful not to get their boots wet. "...right - forget sometimes."

You think to yourself: **the water slipping past you, soothing, almost. makes the guilty ache feel like it seeps away.**.

Gurashi sinks to crouch at the edge of the pool, balanced on the balls of their feet and toes as they fold their arms over their knees. "How are?" They ask tentatively.

You have emoted: Upon closer inspection, Cheliyi sits in one of the many tiers, hugging her knees as the water burbles merrily past. Her clothes slink sluggishly along with the current, the scene almost peaceful if not for the mugwump's guilty expression. "Trying to make myself feel better," she gargles, glancing away. "Which, is also not your fault. Just consequences."

Gurashi tilts their head, gaze softening as they frown.
Gurashi's ear flicks, and they begin to unbuckle their boots, removing one after the other as they sink into the pool, ignoring the soaking of their clothes. "What are feeling?" They ask.

A warm breeze drifts through, caressing the surrounding canopy and scattering various foliage underfoot. Origami swing in the wind in an almost mesmerizing pattern, until all grows still once more.

Gurashi tilts their head and listens intently to you.

Quietly, you say, "Bad. Like something is seeping out of my skin. Oily. Makes my stomach turn, yes. Should be able to tap into the Light, like Mister Dad, make it go away, but there is something that doesn't... make sense. Cannot touch it. Is just cold. So thought water would help."

Repeating the word back, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend whispers, "Cold..."

Gurashi flaps their wings slightly, their attempts at keeping the feathers dry failing as they begin to scoot across the uneven shelf, eventually coming to sit beside, but intentionally not-touching you. They remain just within arm's length of the mugwump, canting their head. "Do not think about what are not able to do so muchly," They encourage. "One things at a time. For now, will figure out these feelies, yes. Then we can work on the things that need workings on."

As you move closer to Cheliyi, the warm waters slowly grow colder, the source of chill apparently the mugwump herself.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * the colors are quiet, settled like a blanket, a bed of leaves upon their mindscape - awaiting *.

You have emoted: Cheliyi shifts in place, turning to face Gurashi and stirring up a small cloud of silt in otherwise crystalline waters. "I... mm. Do not want to make you feel like you have to fix me. Already was upsetting enough, today." Her gaze flicks to Gurashi's drenched feathers, and she winces. "Sorry, do not have to enter stream, because of me. Would try to help, but my water controls is kind of bad."

Gurashi stares at you, unblinking and calm. "Why do keep apologizing so muchly to me?" They ask once your finished, frowning. "Is nothing need to forgive."
Their eyes bright against the black feathers of their face, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Am here because I love you and care about you. And things are -not- O-K."
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "And do not have all of the answers, or know how to fix."
Gurashi doesn't break their gaze, hands balling into fists beneath the water. "Do not think you need to be -fixed-, anyway."

---> look Gurashi

They are a feathered trill starlit demigod changeling. Downy plumes of vibrant orange cascade in a tumble around their head, the cluster of feathers stopping just short of their shoulders and moving at the slightest breeze. A cluster of snow-white feathers grow near their right temple. A natural mask of downy black feathers have sprouted around their eyes, covering the upper portion of their face and fading in with the colorful orange feathers at the hairline and temples. A moderately-sized, crescent-shaped scar mars their right cheek, pink where it would otherwise be black. A hint of discolored flesh can be seen at the center of their sternum, mostly obscured by their clothing. Two tufts of feathers gather where their ears would normally be, adorned by long, curling feathers that react to their mood. Their eyes are wide and inquisitive, a stunning gray that looks almost blue against the bright orange and striking black feathers. They stand just shy of six foot even, with a thin, willowy build, their skin sandy and smooth. Hanging half-limp behind them are a pair of great apricot-colored wings, the covert feathers nearest to their back the same ebony-violet as the feathers that cover their brow and cheekbones. Their wings are sleek and shiny, evidence of recent grooming efforts. Great wings of ethereal metal emerge from their upper back, raining motes of copper-hewn energy that dissipate with the hum of the Beckoner Beyond the Maze's truefavour. A steel-hued scar traces along their cheek, gifted by Terentia, the Even Bladed, for their mettle in the field of battle.
They are wearing:
a starry wreath of celestial light set atop their head like a halo
a circlet of crystal thorns resting loosely atop their head
a vivid red-orange poppy tucked lovingly behind their left ear
an indigo scarf dotted with lambent fireflies wrapped thoroughly around their neck
a vibrant vermilion shirt which has been perfectly tailored for them
a well-worn apron covered in colorful pockets tied tightly behind their back
mercurial Mysraian prayer beads pulled taut against their right wrist
a Glomdoring friendship bracelet which jingles softly on their left wrist
minty citrus incense beads pulled taut against their right wrist
a shifting, living poppy of bronze petals worn delicately upon their left wrist
a driftwood ring of sea breezes fitted tightly to their left middle finger
rugged tan adventuring trousers which fit their form flatteringly
Refined Boots of the Paladin, worn and weathered from use.

A babbling brook gurgles off in the distance, flooding the air with the scent of damp, fertile soil.

You have emoted: Cheliyi visibly winces, but does not break her gaze. She lets out a quiet sigh, a small stream of air bubbling to the surface. "You keep saying that, but it does not feel like nothing. I know, you love and care. I love you so much too. But I do not want to... hurt you, by being around and being upsetting, yes." Glancing at blotchy flesh at their sternum, the mugwump grimaces. "It was a badly phrase to use. Know I do not have to be fixed either. And I know you told me not to worry, but it is hard to not."

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * each word mulled over carefully, doing their best to understand, swallowed up in color and spat back out - hurt? how could hurt just by being around? *.

You have emoted: Cheliyi makes a quiet gurgling noise, and sinks under the surface.

Gently, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "...when said that thing, before, about how when you suffer, peoples around you suffer too..." They click their tongue against their teeth, looking down at the water flowing about them, observing a freed feather caught in an undercurrent. "...did not mean it in a -negative- way."

Voice wavering from the streambed, you say, "I know... just do not want you to hurt -anyways-."

Watching the mugwump disappear, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Cheliyi."

You think to yourself: **quiet, childish embarrassment**.

You have emoted: Another gurgle emanates from the brook, and Cheliyi resurfaces.

Plainly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "My hearts is too big. And I wear it on my shirtsleeves. Which means, get hurt sometimes." They lift their arms together, sending water dripping everywhere as they do so. "A lot, even."

You have emoted: Cheliyi watches Gurashi with wide eyes, lips pursed.

Standing up and moving to sit next to Gurashi on the woven wall, you say, "... I know. One of the reasons I love you so muchly."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Do not want you to feel like need to protect me, in this way - from yourselfs?" They smile suddenly, canting their head dramatically to the right so their plumage flips and nearly covers the entirety of their face. "Is nothing you could do to hurt me so muchly. Watching you try -not- to hurt me -hurts-."

You think to yourself: **a soft echo of their voice, Is nothing you could do... to hurt me so muchly**.

You have emoted: Cheliyi swallows, her eyes suddenly shiny with more than stream water. She nods.

Gently, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Earlier..."
Gurashi suddenly covers their mouth to stifle a laugh.

You blink.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * a recollection, sitting on the beach wrapped up in Tridemon's arms - concerned about what to do, what will do about OWN feelings? How to keep them from being -too muchly- for Cheliyi... *.
Gurashi fans their wings at you, bathing you in a cool gust of air.

Naught a sound can be heard as a single, lonely leaf drifts down from the looming willows overhead.

You have emoted: Cheliyi smiles slightly, frills perking with interest. She then blinks, and then chuckles quietly.
You hug Gurashi as best as you can, pulling them into a tight embrace.
Voice cracking either from either laughter or tears, you say, "We are -definitely- related. Maybe you were a mugwump? Secretly?"
Whispering with quiet amusement, you say, "Mitosis."

Gurashi shakes their head, huffing as they rest their head atop your. "Whatever that is yes. Please," They hum quietly, "do not try to hide how are feeling. And do not..." A hesitant silence, "...feel the need to fight anyone for me. Or do anything that makes your insides feel ugly and twisted, O-K."
Gurashi leans close to you and gently lays a kiss upon your forehead.

You think to yourself: **you want to laugh with joy, and you want to cry with sorrow. let go.**.

You have emoted: Cheliyi laughs quietly, fondly, and with soft sounds. come tears that stream down the mugwump's cheeks. They morph into silent sobs, leaving the mugwump shaking as she hugs Gurashi tightly. She heaves a breath, and murmurs "Okay, okay. I won't," sniffling and wiping away at her face.

Gurashi folds their wings around your body, wrapping you in a feathered embrace.
Gurashi ducks their chin, wrapping you up in their sopping wet arms and wings in turn, one hand comfortingly stroking the back of her hair. "Know is not O-K right now," They soothe, "but will help figure out how to get there again. Promise, yus."

You have emoted: Cheliyi nods, and lets out another quiet, shaky laugh. "Now we are -both- cold."

Gurashi shakes their head, puffing their cheeks as they squeeze you tightly, goosebumps breaking out across their exposed skin. "Got just the thing," They comment, at last releasing one arm to fish an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns out of their pack.

Amused, you say, "Should probably... get out of waters, first."

Gurashi nods their head emphatically.
Gurashi lazily draws their wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.
Gurashi flaps their wings, sending water flying as they scramble free from the pool and alight along its edge.

You have emoted: Cheliyi follows behind, laughing openly.

Dryly, you say, "Most graceful, yes."

You have emoted: Cheliyi shakes out her frills, and begins attempting to wring the water from her skirt.

Gurashi sits down, one leg still in the pool, the other folded so they may sit. "Who is?" They ask, shaking out an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns.
Gurashi tilts their head curiously at you.

You gasp in delight, reaching out to boop Gurashi lightly on the nose with a finger.
Chuckling, you ask, "You, yes. Who else is here?"

(And Everything Nice): You say, "Lmao should Not Have Asked That."

Gurashi goes to point at Bizirik, only to find the leothin absent. "Oh - she went home..."

(And Everything Nice): Gurashi says, "No."
(And Everything Nice): Gurashi says, "You shouldn't >:O."

A wry smile spreads across your face.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * at the question - a briefly nervous thrum... quickly replaced with amusement *.

Sagely, you say, "She's probably raiding home for shrimpies."

Gurashi gives a horrified gasp.
Gurashi puffs their cheeks, then looks at you, shaking out an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns again. "Come here."

A rush of summer warmth passes through you as you smell grass and flowers and glimpse the limitless blue of a perfectly blue, sunlit sky.

You have emoted: Cheliyi shuffles over, leaning against Gurashi with a quiet smile.

Gurashi removes an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns.

Gurashi carefully drapes an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns around your shoulders, allowing the midnight fabric to envelop everything below the mugwump's neck. "Has a rune," They explain with a smile, "So will keep extra warm."

Clasping it into place, Gurashi gives an ebon throwover cloak striated with lilac patterns to you.

Light radiates from Gurashi's heart, warming with shades of gold, wheat, and saffron.

---. look cloak

Designed to be worn loosely around the shoulders, this cloak is crafted
of warm, soft velvet. The piece is seamlessly sewn, a large hole
allowing the wearer to poke their head through and benefit from a warm
bundling of the velvet around their neck, the rest cascading down along
the back along with a deep hood which may be raised or lowered to the
wearer's contentment. Though the majority of the velvet is dark as
pitch, the back of the cloak is reminiscent of the folded wings of a
hauntingly dark butterfly, separated into two triangular panels and
stained with magnificent striations of lilac. The mesmerising patterns
lead towards two large, eye-like markings near the cloak's thick hem,
the ends of which are knotted in thick tassels which nearly brush the
ground.
It weighs about 1 pounds and 8 ounce(s).
It is a priceless item that cannot be traded.
It has a warmth factor of 15.
It bears the distinctive mark of Lady Aphotic Rancoura So'hthae, Ole'noc Caihel.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Raventhread Tailoring Cartel.
It has a Superior Rune of Divinus Enhancement attached to it (#328666).
It has a Rune of the Winter Bane attached to it (#383430).
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It has the following aliases: cloak.

You smile softly.

You have emoted: Cheliyi wraps the cloak around herself, leaving a clear opening for Gurashi to join her.

You think to yourself: ... warm.

Sagely, you say, "You're wet too."

Gurashi lets out a little chirp, stepping forward and ducking slightly so they may join in under the cloak. "Once you practice more, bet will be able to control waters as well as Tridemon, yus." They hum.
Gurashi gives you a friendly cuddle.

You snuggle up close to Gurashi, smiling happily.

Fluttering as if caught by a breeze, the silver threads of tinsel draped along Gurashi's wreath weave about in a haphazard pattern: conjuring new constellations and shapes as they glow from the sidereal light of the ornament's fine filaments.

Sinking into the cloak with a pleased hum, you say, "Hope so, yes."

(And Everything Nice): You say, "#1 way to calm chel down or get her to sleep is making her super warm."

A warm breeze drifts through, caressing the surrounding canopy and scattering various foliage underfoot. Origami swing in the wind in an almost mesmerizing pattern, until all grows still once more.

Gurashi glances up, looking at the origami jingling quietly in the trees. Their wings open and close behind them, fanning themselves to try and lose some of the water that clings to them. "Know so, yus."

Gurashi hums softly to themself.

Blinking suddenly, you say, "Oh. I have the brooches, yes. Should we wait for Dad to wake up? Might want to give them all at once."

Gurashi hums, shifting so they make sure the cloak stays shut. "All at once."

You nod your head sagely.
You snuggle close to Gurashi and lean comfortably on them.

Shyly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Had a look at them - had to, when submitting? They were perfect. Such pretty drawings."

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
Quietly, you say, "Glad you liked them, yes. Tried to... um. Put feelings in the gems? Hope it worked, yes."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Feelings?"

Softly, you say, "Well, Mister Dad is very... calming. And you're very warm and sunny... and I am trying to do things really hard? So... put different Lights in them. Hard to explain."

Gurashi tilts their head and listens intently to you.

You ponder the situation.

Gently, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "No, no, know what you mean."

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Still have to engrave thems..."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Saw the light essence... cannot wait to see how will look, in persons...!"
You smile gently, frills puffing with joy.

(Market): Saoirse says, "Seeking owner of a Bizirik!"

You stare blankly into space.
Frowning, you say, "Did Bizi... get lost?"

Gurashi tilts their head curiously.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Oh...uh... I do not think Bizi is lost."
Gurashi glances askance.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "...sorry - someone just."
Gurashi stares blankly into space.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Is someone who talked to me in my mind-brains - sorry!"
Gurashi ponders the situation.

You give Gurashi a friendly squeeze.

Gurashi's shoulders bunch as they let out a short giggle.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Go have a brains conversation, I am going to try to dry us out."
Shaking their head, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "No no, she is just tahking for the cookie, is all."
Gurashi hums softly to themself.
Gurashi coughs softly.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Th-thank-ing, rather."

Bizirik, the leothin trots in with head high, butting Gurashi gently with her head.
As Bizirik, the leothin comes to a stop, Gurashi pulls out A Trusty Saddle of the Rider and attaches it to Bizirik, the leothin, pulling and tightening until the saddle fits firmly in place.
Bizirik, the leothin begins to follow Gurashi obediently.
Gurashi easily vaults onto the back of Bizirik, the leothin.
Bizirik, the leothin strikes a pose.
Bizirik, the leothin stares implacably about herself.

You have emoted: Cheliyi closes her eyes and flexes her fingers, expression screwed up with comical concentration. Slowly, a few small beads of moisture start seeping from beneath the cloak, flowing into their source. "Is harder than controlling just mists... those feel like vines, yes," she murmurs, eyes squeezed shut.

Bizirik, the leothin stares at the cookie it is handed, then stares at Gurashi, snorting.

A babbling brook gurgles off in the distance, flooding the air with the scent of damp, fertile soil.

Gurashi lets out a little gasp, looking towards you as the mugwump concentrates. "Oh, Bizi, look - she is doing the -magics-."

Bizirik, the leothin sniffs you, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from you is.
Bizirik, the leothin sniffs you, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from you is.
Bizirik, the leothin licks you.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "BIZI."

Bizirik, the leothin chirps happily.

You stare blankly into space.
Huffing, you say, "Now I am wet -all over agains-."
You pet Bizirik, the leothin ingratiatingly.
Bizirik, the leothin stares blankly at you. After a moment its tail lifts once then thumps back against the ground with potential delight.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.

Bizirik, the leothin sits, cookie still in hand, before both trill and mugwump, tail slap slap slapping the ground behind it happily as it awaits pets, stopping only as it finally receives them.

Bizirik, the leothin yowls happily, then whips around to face Gurashi, snorting again.

Gurashi's shoulders sag slightly as they sigh.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Deliver to Saoirse."
With a toss of its head and some noisy chatter, Bizirik takes a Star of Celest cookie from Gurashi with its smaller set of forelimbs and scampers off.

Gurashi's eyes raise to the heavens as a look of hope flashes across their face.

Bizirik reappears with a smug look on its face, sauntering up to Gurashi to encircle them endearingly before sitting down, tail slapping the ground once with pride.
Bizirik, the leothin begins to follow Gurashi obediently.

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

Apologetically, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks you, "Are O-K?"

Dryly, you say, "I am mortally wounded. Woe, is me."

Bizirik, the leothin gives Gurashi the once-over, eyeing them suspiciously.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to Bizirik, the leothin, "What! Miss Saoirse says hello, she does."
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to Bizirik, the leothin, "And says many thank yous, extends the thanks."

Bizirik, the leothin snorts.

You have emoted: Cheliyi chuckles, and continues the slow crawl of moisture from Gurashi's and her clothes.

Gurashi makes a silencing gesture towards Bizirik, the leothin before watching you continue to focus, smiling faintly, feathers quivering as they observe. "Very good," They hum.

Amused, you say, "If Mister Dad was here, they could move -lots- faster."

With a nod, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Yes - but he is also many hundreds of years older so has -lots- of practices."
Gurashi winks conspiratorially at you.

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.

Thoughtfully, you say, "Is like moving my old vines, but... so much heavier, and there are likes... hundreds of tiny ones."

Quietly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Give yourself more encouragement, yes. You are still learning - still newly learning."
Gurashi gives you a friendly squeeze.

You have emoted: Cheliyi nods slowly.
You have emoted: Cheliyi's clothes grow marginally drier, enough that they do not cling to her skin. The same can be said for Gurashi's clothes, although their wings are not much better off.

Gurashi lazily draws their wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.
Gurashi hums softly to themself.
Gurashi's wings begin to flap faster and faster, so much so that they are forced to reach back and forcibly grab at their own feathers to keep them from going too wild and let all the warmth within the cloak escape.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks, and lets out a surprised laugh.

Fluttering as if caught by a breeze, the silver threads of tinsel draped along Gurashi's wreath weave about in a haphazard pattern: conjuring new constellations and shapes as they glow from the sidereal light of the ornament's fine filaments.

Gurashi huffs, puffing their cheeks.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Sorry - have minds of their own."

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.

Naught a sound can be heard as a single, lonely leaf drifts down from the looming willows overhead.

Gurashi glances up as the night settles in. Suddenly, the shadows seem... very dark. Their feathers quiver, and they chew their lower lip.
Looking down, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Mine-child... know are still getting used to the light, yes. Both Light and light."

You have emoted: Cheliyi pauses, and halts her efforts.
You frown at Gurashi.
Perking up, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Do not stop, do not."
Happily, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Have a gift, do."

You tilt your head curiously.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Shut your eyes and hold out your hands."

You have emoted: Cheliyi flexes her hands again, and the water slowly seeps away.
You have emoted: Cheliyi holds out her hands in a cupping motion, and closes her eyes.

A yellow orb (#430638) appears in your hands, purchased as a gift for you by Gurashi.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks, before looking down at a yellow orb.

Gurashi carefully sets a yellow orb within your hands, watching it shimmer into existence.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks slowly, her dull gaze rapidly adjusting to the soft glow. "Woah."

The small orb is perfectly spherical and is lit with a yellow glow. To activate the orb in a room in your aether manse, ACTIVATE <orb>.
It weighs 1 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Cheliyi.
It has the following aliases: orb, miniature, day.

Gurashi's gaze softens as they smile.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Have one, too, yes. In my patio."
Quietly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Makes it day, for always."

Showing that you understand, you nod your head slowly towards Gurashi.
You have emoted: Cheliyi pauses, and raises a yellow orb to the sky.

You rub a yellow orb gently, releasing its power into the room. Within moments the orb fades into nothing, and you feel its latent powers are embedded into the room.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks slowly as the shadows fade, replaced by the soft, gentle light of morning.
You smile brightly at Gurashi, your frills puffing with joy.

Gurashi's gaze softens as they smile at you.
Hopefully, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "What do think? What do think?"

Fondly, you say, "I like it a lot."
You snuggle close to Gurashi and lean comfortably on them.

Gurashi looks up, wings flapping again, one of them momentarily breaking the seal of the cloak and allowing some heat to slip out before they squawk and draw it in again.

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

Gurashi's gaze softens as they smile.

---> new room desc!

A morning haze burns through the twinkling twilight here, casting dappled sunlight with a soft, gentle glow that seems to make everything sparkle. Decaying leaves and plush moss give way to sandy sediment as one slips through the tree barrier, still wet beneath one's toes. And yet, this well-worn path has not yet been tamed, sprouting the occasional sturdy dandelion or leafy stem. As the path snakes and widens it leads to a sheltered hill, from which a crystalline brook bubbles over a stony stream-bed. Cutting a diagonal cross section of the glade, the rush of water burbles merrily over a series of rounded tiers formed by the occasional tangle of tree roots. The bark of these roots is oddly smooth, as if it were grown all at once, rather than forming naturally over time. Each pool is no more than three feet deep, the widest nearly 10 feet across. As the water tumbles over every step it shimmers in the morning light, enticing one to simply rest their feet in a pool, or for the more bold, to perhaps splash around. On the opposite side of the glade looms a massive rowan tree, its clusters of bright berries swaying dutifully in some unseen breeze.
Reality bends to your will as the room's appearance is reformed.

You sigh contentedly.

Gurashi gives you a friendly squeeze.
Gurashi's gaze softens as they smile at you.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks you, "Do like it? Do?"

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Softly, you say, "I do. It's... nice. Very nice."

A rush of summer warmth passes through you as you smell grass and flowers and glimpse the limitless blue of a perfectly blue, sunlit sky.

Cheerily, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Goodly - use it well, yes."
Teasingly, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Now can come here when am needing to charge up my lucidian me."

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
Thoughtfully, you say, "Not sure what wonderpipe-me should be."
You hum softly, your frills vibrating with song.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Maybe Lucidians, or Merians. Am not sure."

Light radiates from Gurashi's heart, warming with shades of gold, wheat, and saffron.

Gurashi tilts their head curiously at you.
Gurashi puffs their cheeks. "Both are goodly choices. Merian might feel... more familiars?" They hum. "Though, were a TREE before, so do not think could not handle being lucidians."
Gurashi's eyes light up as they smile.
Gurashi lazily draws their wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.

The Ebony Pipe of the Intellectual Shadows glows with power as you draw in a long drag of smoke.
A column of smoke billows out from The Ebony Pipe of the Intellectual Shadows and swirls around you, eventually taking on a form reminiscent of a lucidian before dissipating into the air.
You stare blankly into space.

Gurashi's eyes widen as they stare at you.
Gurashi flails about helplessly.

You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I tried.... cactus weeds, with Miss Elexia, Millie, and Velcora. Was -weirdly-. Apparently I really like moss, because it was all I could think about."

A warm breeze drifts through, caressing the surrounding canopy and scattering various foliage underfoot. Origami swing in the wind in an almost mesmerizing pattern, until all grows still once more.

You shall now speak in Mugwumpi.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, in Mugwumpi, "I wonder if..."

You stare blankly into space.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, in Mugwumpi, "Yessss."

You shall now speak in common tongue.

Gurashi blinks.
Gurashi blinks.
Gurashi stares at you blinking, obviously confused.
Gurashi flails about helplessly.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I can say things... but with -croaks-."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend asks, "Eh? EHH?"

(And Everything Nice): You say, "What did you see?"

Laughing, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend exclaims, "What a - what a voice!"

(And Everything Nice): Gurashi says, "Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, Cheliyi says something unintelligible in syllables of croaks and ribbits."

You are exhausted and open your mouth in an enormous yawn.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says to you, "Will have to teach me how to speak? I should learn how to speaks..."
Gurashi tilts their head, gaze softening as they frown.
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "How do check what know how to talks..."
Gurashi stares blankly into space.

You have emoted: Cheliyi closes her hands into fists, and the water stops its slow crawl.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Probably have the -be- a mugwump, yes."

Gurashi flails about helplessly.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "...oh!"
In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Wait, I must learn how to learn mugwum...py."

You chuckle softly, your frilled tail flicking idly with amusement.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Mugwumpi."

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "I know how to talk like Tridemon! And... commons. Elfens, to understands the fae - and...dracnari! Yes."

With a content sigh, you lean up against Gurashi, blinking drowsily.

In an airy, melodic voice, Gurashi, The Heart's Friend says, "Mugwum...pi."

The Portal of Fate flashes as Astoria steps through, now ready to begin a fresh life in Lusternia.

Gurashi huffs, puffing their cheeks.
Gurashi closes their eyes and inhales deeply, absorbing the scent of their surroundings.
Gurashi looks suddenly to you, face lighting up as they smile brightly.
Gurashi gives you a friendly squeeze.

Bizirik's head begins to droop. It opens its great maw and curls back its lips to allow its forked tongue to unfurl as it yawns before snapping its mouth shut.

Drowsily, you murmur, "Mugwump...pi."
You are exhausted and open your mouth in an enormous yawn.
You have emoted: Cheliyi begins to doze, drawn into slumber by the warm cloak.

Gurashi gives you a friendly squeeze.

Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * warm washes of pale pastel pinks... *.
Gurashi, The Heart's Friend thinks to themself: * ... a lingering sense of anticipation - a minutely guilty thrum - green eyes in the shadows *.
Gurashi pets you ingratiatingly.

You think to yourself: **warm green and brown surging in response... you love them.**.
You have emoted: Cheliyi mumbles something in her sleep, and drifts off.

You grow still and begin to pray silently for preservation of your soul while you are out of the land.