Thanks For the Visit?

Me hanging with Esei and <manse dweller> talking about stuff and doing chores when:

A shadow-bound pixie descends from above, fluttering about cautiously.

The doll-sized pixie has been sewn from cloth dyed a pale beige and dressed in a raggedy tunic of decaying leaves beneath which only shadow lurks. Two green buttons serve as bright eyes, a drop of colour against the pallid likeness of the pixie. Wispy wings of black taffeta flutter behind him, their entire structure overlaid with diaphanous, pitch-black silk to imitate liquid shadows. Tiny wooden bow at its hip, the toy gazes about with suspicion.
It weighs about 1 pounds and 14 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner.
It has the following aliases: pixie.

With several beats of its wings, a shadow-bound pixie alights upon your shoulder.

A shadow-bound pixie says to you, "Oh my, there you are! The lady Ebonrose tasked me with finding you after your simply delightful visit; and there you are! Yes, yes! I'll let her know of your return! Tada, buzy bee."

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks slowly, staring off into the space where the pixie was just moments before, looking confused.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** gentle, tentative buzz of greeting ... **."

Afollia tells you, "Oh why hello there dear, it has been a little while!"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** affirmation and agreement - but, curiosity? **."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** delightful visit? a flash of recollection, time together briefly in a timequake **."

Afollia tells you, "Oh dont be so shy, you certainly were not the other Night. I do hope my sweet little dear found you in better health ?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** a ripple of confusion - other night? **."

Afollia tells you, "Tsk tsk, that is so unlike you my dear. You certainly were very voluble the other day and such a beautiful shade of scarlet in your waves. No need to worry, I'll send you a little something for having kept me company at such a late time in the month. I am certain you will be just as delighted as you were a few months back."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** ... ripples of uncertainty - shades of gray where might otherwise be anxious shades of amber - de...lighted? what is voluable... **."

Afollia tells you, "My, my, I am disappointed in you Gurashi. We had such a special moment within the shadows of the black tower. It saddens me that it simply was not meaningful to you to remember dear."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner, "** hurried, frantic buzzing, clicking - where are you **."

Afollia tells you, "Oh dear, I am on my way to tend to Her children before I sleep. Did you wish for a bit of time in Her temple with me dear ? I am afraid my time grows short."

Afollia tells you, "You may wait at the promenade for a few moments then dear, I will be there shortly after Her children have been tended to."

<-- BOOKS IT

look
Promenade of roses.
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. Small paths of loose onyx stone wind throughout the area, forming symmetrical loops. Lining each pathway are well-trimmed rosebushes, an abundance of dark, red roses, bloom year-round upon each. In the centre, where each looping pathway both begins and ends, resides a large fountain. The pool at the base of the fountain is wide, a broad flat-topped boulder rising from its depths. Across its surface is an intricate forest of trees crafted from dark marble, each sculpted in exquisite detail. In the centre stands a statue of Lady Viravain, Her gaze turned down towards the forest and Her hand outstretched. A small stream of water pours from Her palm, this source of life raining down upon the trees. A slender leothin sits here motionless, brightening its surroundings with its natural golden bio-luminescence.
You see exits leading out and through a clear pool.

look me
Standing at a limber six-foot even, he is a graceful elfen wyrden demigod. His shoulders are broad, his arms surprisingly sinewy and ending in square, lissome hands. His gentle complexion is of a smooth tawny hue and covered in a smattering of dark freckles. His long cheeks and thin, upturned nose both bear a permanent shade of blush, accentuated by the greatest cluster of freckles. A moderately sized crescent-shaped scar marrs his right cheek. His thin elfen ears are slightly longer than average, pointing downward and just visible behind the tangled mess of vibrant, apricot-colored hair. A shock of bone-white has grown in along the temple, lending a somewhat aged appearance to his otherwise youthful features. His sleepy eyes are perhaps his most striking feature, a vibrant blue-gray that almost seem to glow against all the surrounding hues. Shadows cling adoringly to him, reluctant to surrender their grasp on one with the truefavour of Nocht, the Silent. A scarlet hieroglyph rests in the centre of his forehead, flickering with occasional tongues of lightning to show the highfavour of Mysrai, the Shofet of Abyssal Scales.
He is wearing:
a circlet of crystal thorns pressed tightly to his head, rough-looking scabs visible near its edges
a Glomdoring friendship bracelet dangling loosely from his wrist
Refined Boots of the Paladin which stop at his knees
a bright red poppy tucked carefully behind his ear
finely tailored black dress trousers which fit his legs snugly
a moss green tunic accented with oak leaves which hangs just shy of his waist
the Fingerblade of dha'Wyrden-cree tightly affixed to his left middle finger.

Afollia steps into the room from the living archway of vines, appearing from nowhere.

Afollia's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

You blink.

You gaze softens as you smile at Afollia.

You have emoted: Gurashi bows his head politely to Afollia as she enters, lifting his notepad: 'hello!'

You see the following people here:
Esei, Afollia, Gurashi.

A soft shaft of moonlight beams down on Esei.

look afo
She is a noble merian titan. Measuring 5'4'' and weighing 137 lbs, a lady stands before your path in a graceful poise. A cascade of smooth needles descends upon her back, each one a different tint of living blood. The sharp imitation of a chevelure fades out from its thick base as it closes in to the translucent pink tips. Her eyes arrest your gaze upon noticing your examination. Within them dances the blessed skyblue iris, streaked to the viewer's consternation by hues of red as they drip from the scarlet madness sleeping within her wyrden touched soul. You may then catch a glimpse of the aquatic cycloid scales covering her skin below the layers of her clothes. Unlike the traditional merian blue, trademark of her race, they are of a darkness as deep as the shadows of Mother Night. Rays of light, distorted upon her form, will seldom come upon one last untouched scale causing it to shine with twilight. The shape of the woman upon your path resembles a pear, if pears had such pointy spines, as the mass of bleeding needles slips all the way down to her regal hips. Before you stands a daughter of rivers, Spinner of the Coven of Night within the Glomdoring forest!
She is wearing:
a dark crown with silken webs
a carefully crafted dark forest watch
a garnet night legacy necklace
a black velvet backpack
form-fitting ebony plate armour of the huntress
the ebon rose
a wreath of midnight black roses
a Brooch of the Night
an exquisite, intricately webbed black rose brooch
a wyrden brooch

Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner says, "Cree-Dae Hiua'zal this is a pleasant surprise, what brings you to Her temple this lovely Night?"

Esei gestures at you.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a little gasp before hurriedly writing: 'was with me when got your message so...' he pauses, then adds: 'invested!' He smiles nervously, furrowing his brow.

Afollia inclines her head towards esei politely as she turns her gaze towards Gurashi. Letting her chevulure caress the black petals that carpet Her gardens, Her spinner takes a few step closer towards Gurashi. Her gaze sweeping him from head to toe.

You have emoted: Gurashi lowers the notepad slowly, left ear twitching as he is looked over. He folds his hands politely before himself, offering a timid smile.

Afollia gently presses her finger upon your tawny hued skin, drawing a little blood with her nail. Staring into your eyes she begins, perplexed. " Gurashi dear...are you quite certain all is well with you ? Only a few months ago you had a shell and notably more arms; I am a bit shocked to see a tender elfen standing before me."

You stare at Afollia, eyes wide.

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 19th of Estar, 563 years after the Coming of Estarra.
There are 10 days until the New Moon
Afollia continues, her voice softening considerably " though, elfen or not, i am pleased to see you have let go of whichever secret knowledge was keeping me from touching your skin. It is pleasant to see you more, wholesome...well...as much as can be. ".

Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the ether. <-- needed to EAT like a good bean

You have emoted: Gurashi's brow twitches. He quickly looks down to his arm in alarm, then up at Afollia, his blue eyes growing wide, what little color he had left leaving his face. He stares at this new knowledge, furrowing his brow... For a moment, left motionless, the very life leaving him. Stiffly, he writes: 'how many months?'

You have emoted: Gurashi holds out the page to Afollia, tilting his head.

Afollia gazes towards a blossoming rose that dangles upon the hanging gardens of the Mistress's fountain for a few moments before returning her attention towards Gurashi. Noticing the unspoken question she closes her eyes in remembrance.

You stare at Afollia, eyes wide.

You have emoted: Gurashi runs his gloved finger nervously along the edge of the page, watching Afollia expectantly.

Afollia brow furrows for a few moments before her voice fills the air once more, eyes still closed. " I am afraid dear, my memory fails me as to the exact date that we met. I must admit I was noticeably tired and rarely wake at such times in the month. I am a bit disappointed you do not remember though, I had hoped you would teach me how you had achieved such a state of being yet not. ".

You stare blankly at Afollia.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes in all caps: 'STATE OF BEING?' He tilts his head, staring at Afollia, then quickly turns the page around, looking more and more nervous. 'Please remind me what happened'. He offers the notepad to the merian, desperate.

Afollia smiles pleasantly as her eyes gaze upon the gardens once more, filled with delight " After all, you were such pleasant company...and you were polite yet refined. I do hope you remember in time, I did appreciate the company. Insubstantial though you were as we stood within the chamber of enchantments."

You think to yourself: ... ** ripples of confusion ** ....

You think to yourself: ** state of being? was there? have never been in enchanting room for any period of time **.

You think to yourself: ** ripples of fear - kephera - what **.

You think to yourself: -- .. .... --.

You blanch suddenly.

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

Afollia nods gently once as she begins" I shall share what I remember then, in hopes that it perhaps jingles something from your memory."

Afollia's posture relaxes as the faint aura surrounding her drains away, those loyal to her suddenly seeming slightly disappointed.

You have emoted: Gurashi steps closer, folding his hands politely before himself again to listen, rapt with attention.

Afollia gently curls her fingers and beckons Gurashi a little closer.

You begin to follow Afollia.

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

You have emoted: Gurashi takes another awkward step forward, puffing his cheeks and leaning down to closer match Afollia's height.

Afollia gently dips forward and begins to whisper in your ear.

You think to yourself: ..... ** gentle, nervous - Tiso - is this somehow ** ....

You think to yourself: -- ... ... --.

Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner whispers to you, "I was quite alone for a bit of time until you spotted me. Oddly enough, I never managed to get a good look at you. You shared your thoughts with me through your aether and your feelings as well. I expected someone to perhaps play a trick on me, yet no one noticed anything on any aether...and I certainly couldnt sense anything attuned to the music as I was. We had an entertaining conversation that involved small chat, appreciation on the forest and a few pleasant moments. I never quite managed to get a sense of who you were...though it felt like you."

Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner whispers to you, "Most importantly dear...the tower was empty. I tried to look for you, sense you or discern what you might have done. I am afraid the mystery very much escaped me. I do hope you discover what happened."

Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner whispers to you, "I admit I assumed you had found a new playful way of existing. After all, you are blessed by so many Divines. I would not put it beyond you to discover a secret or two. I wished you a lovely Night, excusing myself for my lack of energy and slipped away to sleep. You waved me farewell and that was the end of that Night."

Afollia smiles pleasantly towards Gurashi as she straightens out once more.
You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes his notepad, his expression utterly unreadable as he listens to Afollia recount the tail.

You have emoted: Gurashi squeezes his notepad, his expression utterly unreadable as he listens to Afollia recount the tale.

Afollia smiles as she gazes towards Gurashi and speaks softly " Share me your soft hand would you dear? ".

You have emoted: Bereft, Gurashi slowly lifts his gloved left hand, offering it to Afollia weakly.

You think to yourself: .... ** no one heard on aethers ** ...

You think to yourself: ** growing unease **.

Afollia gently picks a black petal from the ground, dips it in the blessed water and places in within your palm. " Thank you dear, for unexpected yet pleasurable company. I do look forward to the next. ".

Afollia gently closes your hand upon it and waves farewell.

Spinner Afollia Ebonrose, the Grand Diviner says, "Do take care both of you and may She watch over your endeavors."

The caw of a reclusive crow draws your attention toward Afollia, who whispers a barely audible prayer. She lays a palm on her heart, invoking an intoxicating scent of roses that suffuses your surroundings.

You blush furiously.

<-- RUNS HOME

You have emoted: Gurashi stumbles in, straight through to the kitchen, in such a hurry he bumps right into the door leading upstairs. He covers his head, grimacing. <-- bonk filter