Rockashi: Adventures in Espionage

Miss Calioliahali,

I have decided to make a reports, yes, observations from my time as a rock inside the Lady of Lagoons's Fulcrux, you see? It was a most interesting experience, if a bit unnerving to be in the presence of two of Her nereids so muchly. They both looked at me quite a few times, did not address me personally, thankfully.

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Notes:
Day one, hour one: Have found a most comfortable position where I sits my bums on the ground and hold my knees to my chest and rest my chin on my knees. Am able to see the entrance of the Fulcrux and the nereids and woven my glamour of a rock. Hope looks convincingly rocky!

Day one, hour six: The wetness of the ground is making my legs itchy, and the smell of the flowers makes me dizzy. Wondering if the Lady Li-varili is able to sense me here. Tried to think nicely thoughts. Mostly nervous.

Day one, hour fourteen: I did not fall asleep but had many dreams during my waiting. The sound of water makes it very easy to thinks about the oceans and picture being on the beach. Hopes Toronada unfloods soonly. I was there just before it flooded, my favorite beach! Swimmings is one of my most favorite things but it is hard when trills have feathers.

Day one has come and gone. No visitors. The nereids are very bigly fans of themselves it seems.
~25th of Dvarsh, 595 years after the Coming of Estarra~

Day two, hour three: The longers I wait the more anxious I become. What if this does not works? What if nobody comes in the times I have decided to be vigilant? Or worse, the wrongly peoples? Should I have tried to be more vigilantly sooner? Could not have, without knowing about this skills that I have as a glamours bard. But what if I wind up messing ups and blow covers and then Covens knows that we know? I would feel so bad. Can only hopes for the best.

Day two, hour six: Am sooooo booooooooooooored. And very itchy. And wet. Bored ored red ed d. Languages is weird.

Day two, hour ten: I will lament not being able to helps in quakes for a time. At least aetherflares are over. I do not actually like combat events so muchly, but I like to go to thems to help my city and because I gets to hang out with friends do not normally see. Am so happy to be allies with Hallifax. When I was young, it was Gaudiguchs, and the peoples there are very ... feelsy. Handsy! Grabby. I could never lives there.

Day two, hour twenty two minute seven: Holy heckity Uzriel and Sapphira are here, the former following the latter. Had a way to arrives without entering the curtains so was most definitely surprised. Started sweating a lot. I thinks my disguise will fail if do not calm down.

[hastily but tediously written]
Transcripts:
Sapphira: [after failing to help the nereid Oinone because was too soonly] Very well. What did you want to discuss?
Oinone: [after being greeted by Uzriel] You've come to help me again so soon! Give me just a little bit more time and I'll think of something else.
Uzriel: So I was thinking of drawing more attention to the magnolias.
Sapphira: [nodded] How so?
Uzriel: Or specifically pointing out that it is no longer healing Her, a public post. But I'm not sure if that would really do any good.
[Uzriel uses artifact to sense for peoples]
Sapphira: I do wonder how many would keep helping if they realised She is already healed.
Oinone: [seeming confused] I do hope you'll always choose to help me, since my plan is the one that is bound to work. It's just a little bit to collect, and, well... It's a hard thing to do without legs myself.
Uzriel: [after nodding to Sapphira] On the other hand some people might start helping just to keep Her imprisoned.
Iaira: [also seeming confused that they were not speakings to she] You would like to help us, hmm? Help me, mortal. We will reach our Mother through word and deed with this conch shell, not useless trinkets.
Sapphira: But would it also make the Healer alter her tactics? Work more actively to prevent Her waking? And that. [nods to Uzriel] And there are no doubt those who would spite us, simply because of who and what we are. [she is quiet] Maybe some well-placed propaganda would help. Something to anonymously raise questions about the magnolias.
Oinone: [again, confused - why are they trusting these very confused nereid ladies] I do hope you'll always choose to help me, since my plan is the one that is bound to work. It's just a little bit to collect, and, well... It's a hard thing to do without legs myself. [she repeats? Very confused.]
Uzriel: I'm not sure, hence why I wanted to open it up to discussion. And the other thing is yeah, there's not really any members of the Bloodtide coven who aren't Magnagoran that can post as a "neutral" party.

[hastily written] Day two, hour twenty two minute twenty: My covers is blown.

Am reporting later that got caught [a distinctly frowny face has been scribbled in here] Did my very best. Did learn laters about the shells from Miss Iaira so it was not a total loss.

It is kind of fun to do espionage! Let me show you how goodly I can sneaks sometimes, O-K? I am a goodly rock! A tree even sometimes! It is fun! Stay goodly and kind and thank you a-gain for your helps with the shells!
[in a clearly well-thought-out but terribly executed scrawl of a signature]
Gurashi