Mister Dad

Before the Master Ravenwood Tree.

The dark heart of Glomdoring Forest is almost audibly beating in this, its shadowy centre. Tall, blackened trees surround this clearing, pressing together into an imposing barrier of rotten vegetation. Moulds and fungi are smeared across the plants, their pungent stench suffusing the forest. The branches are coated in dark slime, slick tendrils that hang downwards. Although a variety of trees might actually grow here, the black tar that coats them renders them indistinguishable. A thin black mist creeps between the trees, hanging low across the ground. The floor of the clearing itself is simply bare earth, cracked and dry. Overshadowing all is the Master Ravenwood Tree itself, jutting into the sky like a twisted fist. The sound of laughing crows echoes down from the treetops, a harsh sound for the ears below. The atmosphere vibrates with a palpable power. Brennan Stormcrow paces here, his cadaverous body twitching with sudden jerks. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a bat around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a spider around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a beetle around its skull. An animated skeleton stands here with a ghostly outline of a wasp around its skull. The Master Ravenwood Tree towers over everything here, pulsing with an immeasurable yet dark power. There are 25 dark nighthags here. Casting darkness all around, a shadow totem thrusts up from the ground, chilling the air. Glowing gently with a soft blue light, a delicate dreamcatcher has been permanently hung here. There are 2 armoured bats here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. There are 20 illithoid scourges here. There are 25 shadowlord widowriders here. A crudely crafted shrine of harsh black crystal stands here, thrumming powerfully. A crystal champagne bottle has been set aside here. Splintered from the Master Ravenwood, a massive branch lies here, spiders crawling along its rotting wood. A giant bat hangs here, wings folded about its body and one beady eye open. A green eyelash viper is slithering about here. A rowan sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. There are 10 bowl of shrimps curry here. An elegant tulip lies here, forlornly. A bright sunflower has been left here. There are 2 delicate irises here. Brightening its surroundings, a brilliant white rose lies on the ground. A strikingly beautiful rose, of the deepest blue, lies here. Cast uncaringly to the ground, a discarded yellow rose lies here. Surrounded by domothean death energies, an enormous map of the Catacombs of the Dead stretches across the open air.
You see a single exit leading north.

(Glomdoring): Glaisne says, "Hello Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): You say, "Greetings, Mister Glaisne!"

Glaisne flashes you a joyous smile.
You beam broadly at Glaisne.
Drone Glaisne, One of Many asks, "How are you, Cheliyi?"

With a gentle creak, you say, "I am well, Mister Glaisne. I hope that you are the same?"

Glaisne flicks one ear as he looks up to you. "I'm well," he replies with a little laugh. "You can just call me Glaisne, you know?"

You blink.
You blush furiously.
With a gentle creak, you say, "I... um. Sorry. It's something I picked up from someone else."
With a gentle creak, you say, "Still, I'm glad to hear you're alright Glaisne."

Looking somewhat flustered at the appearance of a blush, Drone Glaisne, One of Many says, "I wasn't trying to embarrass you."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.
With a gentle creak, you say, "It's okay! I get embarrassed a little easier, I suppose."

Glaisne flattens his ears as he nods, though nonetheless smiles.

You peer at Glaisne unscrupulously.
You have emoted: Cheliyi goes to give Glaisne a friendly squeeze before she blinks, flushes ever so slightly, and pats him instead. "You are goodly, do not worry!"

Glaisne glances at your hand, his own hands starting to wring together with his thoughts. With a nervous lilt to his voice he then pipes up, "I was wondering, if maybe, you'd like to go on a picnic with me sometime? Maybe down by the river? I saw some pretty willows you might like."

You think to yourself: **a flush of pink** oh. This is... Mister Adrien did not explain this part. Is this what bees in my chest is?

You stare implacably at Glaisne.
With a gentle creak, you ask, "I... you want to spend time with me?"

Glaisne seems to glance everywhere but you as he drawls out a confused, "Yeeess?"

You beam broadly at Glaisne.

With a gentle creak, you say, "I would like that very muchly, yes."
You think to yourself: **pink, swelling in your chest with a warm thrum**.

Glaisne's ears perk up suddenly as his tail wags, a look of relief washing over him. Smiling broadly at you he asks, "Is there anything you'd like made? A favorite food or drink?"

You hum thoughtfully at Glaisne, your leaves resonating with song.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Well... I know that I like raspberries and sour things. But otherwise, I have no preferences." She glances back down to you, and smiles a little brighter. "But, I think I would like anything you make, yes."

Glaisne nods with determination. "I'll find something good," he pledges, while appearing quite pleased with himself.

Drone Glaisne, One of Many smiles and says, "I'm going to go on a quick hunt, but I'll be pondering what to make."
Glaisne waves goodbye at you.

You wave goodbye at Glaisne.

Glaisne leaves to the north.

Great waves crash over one another as they pour in from the north, finally swirling together before solidifying into Tridemon.

You blink.

Tridemon ponders the situation.

You beam broadly at Tridemon.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Hello Mister Tridemon! I hope you are well?"

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "'m alright. Busy empowering?"

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Not anymore, no."
With a gentle creak, you ask, "Is there something you needed?"

The Master Ravenwood Tree flares with chromatic colours, as Glaisne steps out of it, looking remarkably fresh and vitalized.

You blink.
You beam broadly at Glaisne.

Drone Glaisne, One of Many laughingly says, "Oh no."

You blink.

Tridemon tilts his head curiously.

Drone Glaisne, One of Many says, "The lobstrosities won."

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mm. I noticed."

Glaisne starts dusting himself.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Ah, Mister Tridemon, this is Glaisne! He's very nicely to me. We're also going to go on a picnic later!"

A whirlwind of power arises around Glaisne, lifting him off the ground. He shudders and trembles uncontrollably for several moments before gently being lowered back to earth.
Drone Glaisne, One of Many says to Tridemon, "Hello!"

You think to yourself: **a flush of pink, quickly dissipating into soft green**.

White water lilies glide in from the north upon a flowing stream, their gentle procession heralding the entrance of Lorina in a burst of water and light.

Lorina gives some corpses of a monstrous lobstrosity to Drone Glaisne, One of Many.

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

"Thanks!" Glaisne says.

You greet Lorina with a respectful nod, your leaves swishing as the chimes clink gently.

Lorina nods her head at Glaisne.
Lorina gives you a respectful salute.
Lorina touches the Mantle of Starlight and is surrounded by a brilliant white light. The distant song of an angelic choir can be heard, as she is lifted aloft and disappears.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Oh? A picnic? Where at? Or is it meant to be a surprise?"

With a wag of his tail, Drone Glaisne, One of Many says, "Along the river, down by the willows."

Tridemon nods his head sagely.

Drone Glaisne, One of Many says, "I have some baking and planning to do first though."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Always important to figure out what kind of flavors each of you will appreciate, I suppose."

You nod slowly, your chimes clinking in a soft melody.
You blink.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Oh! You never did tell me what your favorite flavors are, Glaisne."
Drone Glaisne, One of Many smiles and says to you, "Matcha and honey."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
With a gentle creak, you say, "I will keep that in mind, then."
You give a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.

Glaisne beams broadly at you.

You smile softly at Glaisne.

The rumble of distant thunder heralds Kosuke, the cloud-bound Long as he flies in and loops himself around Tridemon several times, forming an odd cocoon before flying off.

Glaisne's ears perk up with a sudden interest.

You smile, lips creaking softly.

With a gentle creak, you say to Glaisne, "That's Mister Kosuke. He gives very good hugs!"

Drone Glaisne, One of Many looks thoughtful and says to you, "I don't think I've ever met him."

Appearing from seemingly nowhere, Bizirik pads over to Tridemon, a burnt orange heart-shaped candy clutched in its smaller set of forelimbs. It clumsily hands a burnt orange heart-shaped candy over to Tridemon before quickly slinking away.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Well, I'm sure you will meet him soon! That one was Bizi. They're my Dad's noodle."

You chuckle softly at Tridemon, your leaves rustling with laughter.
With a gentle creak, you say, "You've been food bombed! A bit."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mm, a little bit."

Glaisne tilts his head curiously at you.

Tridemon looks over the candy that had been delivered by the leothin and smiles faintly before putting it away.

From seemingly nowhere, Bizirik appears, a chocolate loamadore cup cake clutched in its set of smaller forelimbs. It clumsily hands a chocolate loamadore cup cake over to you before slinking back off.
You blink.

You think to yourself: **a burst of green** I wonder if dad is cooking right now? Are they working on the festival?

---> look cupcake

This unusual cup cake is most notable for the plentiful dusting of
chocolate cookie crumbs that crowds on top of it. The crumbs partially
obscure a dollop of chocolate mousse, lighter in tone against the darker
cookie granules and granting it a strong resemblance to dirt. The pile
of muddy chocolate is further accented with bits of peanut and shards of
hazelnut, each carefully arranged to look like so many roots forming
limbs. A small head-like protuberance crowns the centre, set with
additional pieces of peanut and hazelnut that grant it a face much in
the style of a loamadore. The manner suggested by the arrangement of the
limbs and head of the loamadore imply that it is ready to retreat, as
though aware of the fact it is being eyed by a predator. It rests within
a parchment liner of tan and sienna stripes.
It has 10 months of usefulness left.
It weighs 10 ounce(s).
It has been preserved against spoilage.
It has a trade valuation of worthless.
The beauteous craftsmanship of Gurashi, the Heart's Friend radiates throughout it.
It has the following aliases: cake, slice.

You peer at a chocolate loamadore cup cake unscrupulously.
You beam broadly.

You put your nose over a chocolate loamadore cup cake and inhale.
The aromas of chocolate, peanut, and hazelnut beckon you to partake.
You tentatively stick out your tongue and lick a chocolate loamadore cup cake.
Chocolate cookie crumbles and mousse melt amidst crunchy bits of peanut and hazelnut.
It is moderately nutritious.

You eat a chocolate loamadore cup cake with gusto.
Buttery cookie crumbs inevitably tumble about your mouth and face as you
dig into the cup cake, rich with the taste of chocolate relative to the
light and airy mousse beneath. Crunchy peanut and hazelnut blend fluidly
into the cloying presence of the chocolate, accenting it with robust
earthen tones that blossom all the more brightly amidst the sweetness of
the cake. The inside of the cup cake reveals a hidden cache of peanut
butter and hazelnut mousse blended together, permitting the flavour
experience to continue onwards while a distinct textural shift occurs.
The remnants of the cake stick to the liner as much as your mouth,
inviting temptation to nibble it clean.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
The wind whistles eerily through the branches overhead.

Tridemon quickly devours a warm buttered loaf of bread.
Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a brief moment.

Appearing from seemingly nowhere, Bizirik pads over to Tridemon, a chocolate loamadore cup cake clutched in its smaller set of forelimbs. It clumsily hands a chocolate loamadore cup cake over to Tridemon before quickly slinking away.

Tridemon ponders the situation.

You have emoted: Cheliyi stretches out her branches, before drawing back in with a relieved sigh.

You think to yourself: I wonder if it is okay for me to call you dad as well... Or should it just be Mister Tridemon?
You think to yourself: ... Mister Dad?
You think to yourself: Hm.

Tridemon gives you a thumbs up.

You blink.
You have emoted: Cheliyi stares blankly at Tridemon for a moment, before a bright smile slowly finds it's way onto her lips.
You think to yourself: Mister Dad. **a burst of green**.

With a wave, Drone Glaisne, One of Many says, "I'm off to rest for now. It was nice to meet you, Tridemon."
Glaisne flashes you a joyous smile.

Tridemon nods his head sagely at Glaisne.

Glaisne leaves to the down.

You have emoted: Cheliyi stares as Glaisne leaves, before blinking and suddenly glancing away.

You have emoted: Cheliyi quietly whispers to herself, "Mister Dad.... Mister Dad..."
You beam broadly at Tridemon.

A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the up, thorny vines sprouting within the floral cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.

Esei gives a wyrdenberry crow cookie to Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters.
Esei gives a wyrdenberry crow cookie to you.

Esei drops a cat of black ink.

You blink.
You boggle at a cat of black ink.

Tridemon ponders a cat of black ink thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

---> look cat (( god I love her ))

Made of matte, pure black ink, this cat is rather small, perfectly sized for riding around shoulders and lounging in laps. Her body is sleek and elegant, seeming to blur gently around the edges to give the appearance of long, soft fur. Her tail is long and slender, as are her limbs. Her paws are soft-looking, leaving delicate pads of ink wherever she walks and hiding sharp claws. Her whiskers are extensive, completely black; when they twitch, they send small droplets of ink everywhere. Her eyes are glossy, somewhat reflective and occasionally swirling with bits of color.
A cat of black ink is a humble-looking creature.

A cat of black ink chirps happily.
A cat of black ink stares implacably at Tridemon.
A low, menacing hiss rattles in a cat of black ink's throat as she glares at Tridemon.

With a gentle creak, you say, "... They are so... inky!"

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "FCNSKDNCSDNCNKSLC."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says to a cat of black ink, "Good attempt, but not particularly effective."

You peer at Tridemon unscrupulously.
You giggle happily.

A cat of black ink sinks inky claws into you as she clambers up into the wyrdenwood's branches. She leaves a distinct path of ink in her wake, which shortly dissipates into the air and vanishes.

You have emoted: Cheliyi winces, before beaming broadly.

A cat of black ink stares at Tridemon, eyes narrowed at the aquamancer from her perch.

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "She does not like water."

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Most cats aren't terribly fond of it. Especially when they can be diluted."

You pat a cat of black ink in a friendly manner.

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "She more... dissolves. I believe it is uncomfortable for her."

You crease your brow in a frown.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Well, I hope my leaves will help a little."
You ponder a cat of black ink thoughtfully, looking her up and down.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Murkrow already has a nest in my branches... Perhaps I could make a small house when she wants to hide from rain..."
You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Not that she is with me. But if she would like to hop up sometimes!"

You beam broadly at Esei.
Esei hums thoughtfully.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Mm. I should head back home for now..."
Tridemon nods his head at Esei.
Tridemon pats you in a friendly manner.
Tridemon touches the Mantle of Starlight and is surrounded by a brilliant white light. The distant song of an angelic choir can be heard, as he is lifted aloft and disappears.


Thoughtfully, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk asks, "...is he your father too?"
Esei tilts their head curiously at you.

Zitto offers to trade a gleaming crystal of wonder to you in return for 1 credit. Type AGREE to accept.
You trade 1 credits to Zitto in return for a gleaming crystal of wonder.

You stare implacably at a gleaming crystal of wonder.


Esei offers a gentle "Hmm?" as they tilts their head curiously.

Zitto tells you, "Enjoy your crystal!"

You tell Zitto Myeras, "Thank you very muchly! This is weird but I appreciate it!"

With a gentle creak, you say, "A person named Zitto just... gave my a crystal. For free. Is this a trick?"

You peer at a gleaming crystal of wonder unscrupulously.

Zitto tells you, "Be well!"

You blink.
With a gentle creak, you say, "O-oh! Yes, Mister Dad is my dad."

You blink.
You stare blankly into space.

With a gentle creak, you say, "That was a weird sentence."

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Ah, Zitto is a mischievous... person."

You hold a Cornucopia of Wonder before you, and then place a gleaming crystal of wonder along its curved surface. The gem flares with a burst of light before unravelling to a strand of energy that weaves about the shape of the cornucopia.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

Slowly, deadpan, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "....mister dad...?"

With a gentle creak, you say, "... yes? He is my Mister Dad. He is not Dad, but also not Mister Tridemon. Mister Dad."

Esei stares blankly into space.
Definitely not seeing it, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "....I see."

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "Fwehfcnklcjs."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

Llwllyn steps out of the Master Ravenwood Tree, trailing sparkling motes of light.

With a gentle creak, you say, "It is.. a little confusing. But I think it works! How have you been, Mixter Esei?"

A cat of black ink sniffs Llwllyn, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from her is.

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "I am alright, I think."

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "What makes me a little sad is that esei doesn't call chel jatsere anymore qwq."

A cat of black ink rubs up against Llwllyn, purring like a cat.
Llwllyn pets a cat of black ink ingratiatingly.

(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, ";_; im sorry."

Llwllyn says, "My what an adorable little kitty~."

A cat of black ink chirps happily.

Llwllyn says, "And equally adorable company. How does the evening find you two?"

Esei blinks.
Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk asks, "....adorable?"

Llwllyn nods her head sagely.

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "The jatasere is, but me."

Esei shakes their head.

Llwllyn says, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say."

Esei stares blankly into space.
Esei drops a cat of black ink.
A cat of black ink makes a plaintive meow, looking pitiable.

Esei pats a cat of black ink in a friendly manner.

You blush furiously.

Esei raises a slender brow at you.

With a gentle creak, you mutter, "I am not..."

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk asks, "Adorable?"
Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "I'm afraid you are."

Llwllyn says, "You are quite adorable, there's not a thing wrong with that. Be proud of your cuteness."

Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Chronically cute."
Esei puts their hand to their forehead and swoons.

(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "I'm a meme sorry."

You heave an almighty groan at the world.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Okay."

Llwllyn says, "Would you prefer the word beautiful? It's apropos to the three of us present I would say."
Llwllyn nods her head sagely.

You blink.

With a gentle creak, you say, "I do not... hm. I think cute feels better."

Esei hums thoughtfully.

With a gentle creak, you say, "But yes, you both are very pretty."

A cat of black ink rubs up against you, purring like a cat.
You blink.
You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
You pet a cat of black ink ingratiatingly.

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "No you're 100% valid thats what u are."

A cat of black ink meows endearingly at you.
A cat of black ink plants her tiny paws on your trunk, staring up at you with adoring, glossy eyes and purring loudly.

You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks, and visibly melts.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Mixter Esei, I think you could weaponize her."

Esei's dark eyes flash with predatory intent as they smiles sharply.

You have emoted: Cheliyi reaches up and gently strokes a cat of black ink.

Llwllyn says, "Quite often, others don't see the beauty, or cuteness as the case may be, that they possess. Animals are quite lucky, like this kitten. She knows she's undeniably adorable and accepts that as a fact of life."

A cat of black ink somehow purrs louder, and kneads against the wyrdenwood's trunk. With claws.
A cat of black ink chirps happily at Llwllyn.

Llwllyn pets a cat of black ink ingratiatingly.

A cat of black ink stretches and purrs like a cat.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

Llwllyn slips into a twilight blue rose.

With a gentle creak, you say, "I see."

A cat of black ink rubs up against you, purring like a cat.

You smile softly at a cat of black ink.
You pet a cat of black ink ingratiatingly.

You reach into a Cornucopia of Wonder, searching for something special. Your hand closes around something distinctly inedible, and amid a rainbow shower of sparkles you remove a handful of 500 aethergoop triumphantly.

You smile, lips creaking softly.

The sharp sound of a twig snapping echoes behind you.

The body of Vespula Faelorna, One of Many appears in a flash and her soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to fill with emotion.

A cat of black ink presses her cold, wet nose against your hand, demanding pets.

Faelorna inclines her head politely to those around her.

Faelorna places her hands on the Master Ravenwood Tree and disappears in a fountain of pulsating energy.

You beam broadly at a cat of black ink.
You have emoted: Cheliyi strokes a cat of black ink tenderly, scratching her behind the ears.
A cat of black ink purrs aggressively.

Llwllyn ponders a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup thoughtfully, looking it up and down.
Llwllyn picks up a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup.

Llwllyn puts her nose over a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup and inhales.

Llwllyn tentatively sticks out her tongue and licks a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup.

Llwllyn eats a platter of deep-fried maple leaves drizzled in maple syrup with obvious gusto.

Llwllyn says, "Ooooh~ That tickles the sweet tooth to be sure."

Esei gives a wyrdenberry crow cookie to Llwllyn.

You beam broadly.

Appearing from seemingly nowhere, Bizirik pads over to Esei, a vanilla butter cake with lemon cream and berries clutched in its smaller set of forelimbs. It clumsily hands a vanilla butter cake with lemon cream and berries over to Esei before quickly slinking away.

Esei blinks.

Llwllyn says, "Ahh~ The quickest way to my heart is through my stomach. Especially when it comes to sweets."

A cat of black ink begins to follow Esei obediently.

With a gentle creak, you say, "Thank you, Miss Llwllyn! It is my first design."

The Master Ravenwood Tree suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Faelorna steps through.

Faelorna hums a happy tune.

Faelorna leaves to the north.

Llwllyn says to you, "It's very good! Especially for your first, I look forward to trying your future culinary experiments!"
Llwllyn puts her nose over a wyrdenberry crow cookie and inhales.
Llwllyn tentatively sticks out her tongue and licks a wyrdenberry crow cookie.
Llwllyn eats a wyrdenberry crow cookie with obvious gusto.

You beam broadly at Llwllyn.

Llwllyn says, "Mmm~ Delightful as well. I do so adore a good chewy cookie~."

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "This is so wholesome."

Esei touches a dripping ball of mud, which erupts in a gushing fountain of mud that envelops Esei who then disappears as the mud collapses into a bubbling puddle.

You blink.

With a gentle creak, you say, "That was a lot of mud. Are they swimming?"

Llwllyn says, "I believe that is one of the aetherbubble transportations, but with that much mud it's likely the destination probably requires a bit of a mud bath yes heheh."
You giggle happily.

Faelorna arrives from the north.

Faelorna begins to wield a floral hammer of tempered steel in her left hand.
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "So many totems keep reverting."
Faelorna sways back and forth.

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
With a gentle creak, you ask, "I could help form them, if you'd like. Do you know which of my siblings require it?"

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says to you, "I have just been wandering around and doing the ones I find."

You nod slowly, your chimes clinking in a soft melody.

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Anyway. Going to go smush bugs."

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Oh. Yes. Shopping first. Unless any of you can make blue tints?"

You shake your head.

Llwllyn says, "Afraid not, alas."

Faelorna leaves to the down.

Faelorna arrives from the down.

Ceremoniously, Faelorna dabs some blue tint upon her face, creating the pattern of an intricate spiderweb.

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "No one nearly bought all the tints without doing the countings."
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Enough blue to fill my rift would have been forty-thousand gold."
Faelorna snickers softly to herself.
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "I'm definitely responsible and should be allowed money."

Llwllyn says, "Hmm...I wonder how many raspberries forty-thousand gold could afford me..."
Llwllyn ponders the situation.

Faelorna ponders the situation.
Faelorna leaves to the down.

Faelorna arrives from the down.

You blink.

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says to Llwllyn, "None of our shops have any."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.
An impish grin creeps over Llwllyn's face as her eyes light up with mischief.

The sound of drums rings violently in the air before falling back to a hushed rhythm.

Llwllyn says, "See, the real answer is 'Not enough'."

Faelorna yawns suddenly and mightily.

You chuckle softly, your leaves rustling with laughter.

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Oh. Ok!"
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "I've not really had many raspberries."

Llwllyn says, "Raspberries are a weakness of mine. I do adore them so."

With a gentle creak, you say, "Raspberries are very goodly. You should try some more sometimes!"

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "Cheliyi is just going "SAME HAT" in her head rn."

You nod your head sagely at Llwllyn.
With a gentle creak, you say, "They are my favorite."

Llwllyn says to you, "Ahh~ It's always wonderful having something so delightful in common with a new friend."

You smile, lips creaking softly.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Yes, yes."

Faelorna's single eye sparkles with amusement.
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "My favourite is..."
Faelorna pauses for a moment in thought, then grins.
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Hammers."
Faelorna nods her head emphatically.

You peer at Faelorna unscrupulously.
With a gentle creak, you ask, "You can eat a hammer?"
You stare blankly into space.

Llwllyn says, "Drink enough alcohol and they say you -get- hammered but..."

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says to you, "If I exert enough force, you can eat a hammer?"

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "CSDJNCJKKJSD."

You stare blankly at Faelorna.

With a gentle creak, you ask, "Hm... is it tasty?"

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "PURE OF HEART DUMB OF ASS."

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says to you, "Satisfying, definitely."

Llwllyn says, "I suppose anything is edible if you're brave enough."

You ponder the situation.
With a gentle creak, you say, "I think... I will stick to raspberries."

Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says to you, "That sounds sensible. I would not want to do that to you. At least, not outside the arena."
Vespula Faelorna, One of Many says, "Anyway. Hunting!"
Faelorna waves goodbye.
Faelorna leaves to the north.

You have emoted: Cheliyi squints, and adjusts her glasses, only for them to fall askew.
You have emoted: Cheliyi blinks once, twice.
With a gentle creak, you say, "Oh! That was a threat."

Llwllyn says, "Of sorts. She seems a strange one, but not unfriendly."

You hum softly, your leaves resonating in tune with the small set of bone chimes.

---> look Llwyllyn

Llwllyn is here, a seemingly perpetual grin plastered to her face. She is a bouncing furrikin. who could easily be described as Mayleaesque, which is to say imposing, toned, and graceful. She stands at just under four feet tall, a somewhat towering height for her race, her form is well turned and full figured with shapely muscles like carved marble resting beneath her fur. Fur that is soft and silky, light brown in colour with a bounty of dark red and ebony spots. Between her rounded ears rest luscious locks of deepest carmine, the wavy tresses wind their way down to her shoulders ending in with a slight but noticeable curl. Trailing down from between her wisteria coloured eyes, her blunt and slightly sloped muzzle rests somewhere between the valley of feline and canine in appearance, ending in a broad, black, and slightly damp nose. Behind her resides a short and slightly curled tail, just barely a foot in length, that swishes side to side in a otiose wag.

She is wearing:
delicate robes of ebony spider silk
a twilight blue rose.


A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the up, thorny vines sprouting within the floral cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.

Esei stares blankly into space.

With a gentle creak, you say, "I should go rest, I think. It was very nice seeing you Miss Llwllyn! And hello, Mixter Esei. Fare well!"
You wave goodbye.