The return of the Lord Predator

Karlach

Note 1: Certain parts of this were visions exclusive to the Pack. If anyone has additional lines from other Orders feel free to add afterwards.

Note 2: *squee*

The chittering of spiders disturbs the night, and the scent of rotten roses wafts on the cold breeze as Viravain, Lady of Thorns, manifests within the First World.

(Glomdoring): You say, "Hail, Lady of the Thorns."

(Glomdoring): Crek says, "Hail, Lady Viravain!"

(Glomdoring): Belibi says, "Hail, Lady of Thorns."

(Glomdoring): Idrazil says, "Hail Lady of Thorns."

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Nothing matters but Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): Athree says, "Hail, Lady Viravain."

(Glomdoring): Idrazil says, "Glory be to Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): Athree says, "Glory be to Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): Eliron says, "Glory be to Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): Crek says, "Glory be to Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): Cyndell says, "Glory be to Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): You say, "Glory be to Glomdoring."

(Glomdoring): Belibi says, "Glory be to Glomdoring!"

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "It is time."

A whirlpool of incorporeal shadows fills the area with an unnatural darkness, revealing the ghostly figure of Viravain, Lady of the Thorns at their centre as the umbral filaments dissipate.

Crek bows respectfully to Viravain.

Athree bows respectfully to Viravain.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze bows respectfully to Viravain.

(Initiates of Blood): You say, "Pack, others in the Forest are sensing things, and had done before Lady Viravain appeared. Prepare yourselves."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns turns to the Ravenwood and raises Her arms, casting Her head back.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel inclines its head politely to Viravain.

Jatayu gives Viravain a respectful salute.

(Glomdoring): You say, "Time, Lady of the Thorns?"

At the stroke of midnight, the Forest of Glomdoring moans, the trees of the forest rustling together
like clacking bones. From the canopy, purple, Wyrden fog eddies, casting strange shadows.

Viravain closes Her eyes and takes a deep breath before releasing a soulful melody, crooning unabashedly to no one in particular.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns whispers, "Come to Me..."

Malarious bows respectfully to Viravain.

An alien scream pierces your mind, accompanied by a familiar sound - a chilling sound. Something is dying, and someone is laughing.

Malarious's ears perk up with a sudden interest.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel smirks.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze tilts its head and listens intently.

Rubbing his hands together, Malarious grins with evil satisfaction.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns whispers, "Come to Me..."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "I believe He heard You."

Aerdiya curtseys gracefully.

Whirling into existence, a stunning array of multicoloured birds flock to the sky, their colours
slowly shaping into the form of the Goddess Isune in Her full glory. All at once, the birds dart off

towards the Glomdoring forest, trailing infinite colours in their wake.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Of course He did."

Viravain closes Her eyes and inhales deeply, absorbing the scent of Her surroundings. 

Motes of gentle, clear light blink into life, gradually coalescing into the form of Isune.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Hello, other Self."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel inclines its head politely to Isune.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "It is time."

Anita bows respectfully to Isune.

Eliron bows respectfully to Isune.

Aerdiya curtseys gracefully before Isune.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze doffs a hat to Isune.

Athree bows respectfully to Isune.

Crek bows respectfully to Isune.

Cyndell curtseys gracefully before Isune.

Malarious bows respectfully to Isune.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "He has found new prey it seems. His laughter resonates through my mind."

Viravain smiles softly.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Of course it does. And His joy, yes."

Viravain closes Her eyes and inhales deeply, absorbing the scent of Her surroundings.

Isune, the Aesthete's eyes flash with anger, but the emotion is fleeting as She glances over Her shoulder, Her mind ill at ease but Her purpose certain.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze beams broadly.

Curtly, Isune, the Aesthete says to Viravain, "I come here on My own will this time."

With a quick beat of his wings, Crek cautiously circles the area and studies his surroundings.

Viravain smiles softly.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Of course You do."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "You sense it. You sense Him."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Softly, Isune, the Aesthete says, "As do you."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Even as You sense the Wyrdsong."

Viravain closes Her eyes and inhales deeply, absorbing the scent of Her surroundings.

Viravain strokes the Master Ravenwood Tree tenderly.

Scoffing, Isune, the Aesthete says, "This is about a debt, cousin. No more."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Of course."

Viravain tilts Her head back and looks up at the sky.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns whispers, "Brother..."

Isune, the Aesthete unfurls Her wings in a majestic display of light and colour.

In a hushed whisper, a flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Father."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze gulps nervously.

Druid Belibi Ga'ruul's leaves rustle agitatedly as he gazes into the sky.

Viravain strokes the Master Ravenwood Tree tenderly.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Tell Me, Isune, did you never wonder why you feel His joy as
keenly as You do?"

Isune, the Aesthete looks away, the disgust clearly etched on Her features as She bites back a laugh.

Isune, the Aesthete says to Viravain, "It would appear that You wonder more on My thoughts than I do, Lady of the Thorns."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "I do not wonder. I know it as keenly as I know Myself - My boughs, the creak of My swamps, the slow growth of the plants beneath My fingers as they extend leaves to the eaves."

As the colours surrounding Her darken to a sunset-red, Isune, the Aesthete says, "Questions were not part of Our agreement, Viravain. My patience wanes like daylight. What news have You of Your Brother?"

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "You know as well as I do. Sense as I do. He draws near to the First World."

Viravain tilts Her head back and looks up at the sky.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "One corpse at a time."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "He never was punctual."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

With a wry smile, Isune, the Aesthete says, "He is not of my creche. I had hoped Your bond would tell You more."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze smirks.

Viravain stretches languidly.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "It tells Me He is coming to Me."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "And He draws near."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "If Father is as His Pack, any journey is usually drawn out with each extra prey we come across."

The lights twirling about the Goddess Isune's form dim slightly, erratic in their movement as She nods.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze's mouth turns up as its face breaks into a smile.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Allow them."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns turns, casting a piercing gaze to Eliron.

Rialorm bows respectfully to Viravain.

Lord Eliron Shee-Slaugh, Maestro of the Lament says, "As you wish, Lady."
The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Isune's lips.

Allyrianne arrives from the north.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "I suppose I too have a debt."

Allyrianne jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light. You sense Zyphora pulling on the 

strands of aether surrounding Allyrianne.

Allyrianne curtseys gracefully.

Crek stares implacably at Allyrianne.

(Glomdoring): Eliron says, "Allyrianne of Hallifax will be joining us with the Lady's permission."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze looks about itself, rubbing its chin thoughtfully.

With bored affectation, Viravain inspects Her nails idly.

Eliron inclines his head politely to Allyrianne.

Zyphora curtseys gracefully.

(Glomdoring): Eliron says, "As will Zyphora."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel nods its head emphatically.

Eliron inclines his head politely to Zyphora.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze nods its head emphatically.

(Glomdoring): You say, "Will there be others?"

Belibi inclines his head politely to Zyphora.

Belibi inclines his head politely to Allyrianne.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Greetings."

(Glomdoring): Malarious says, "As She wishes."

(Glomdoring): Eliron says, "Those are the only two that Allyrainne asked permission for."

Druidess Aerdiya Stormcrow chews her lower lip and gazes at the sky, her expression thoughtful.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "I see you do not bring Talan with You."

Viravain smirks.

Rialorm hides a grin behind her hand.

Coolly ignoring the Goddess, Isune, the Aesthete says, "Welcome, My Scions. I am well pleased at your arrival."

Zyphora curtseys gracefully before Isune.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "I believe the Scourges have been ordered to slay her
on sight."

Crek wrinkles his nose and sniffs.

High Scion Zyphora Windwhisper, the Sun-in-Glory says to Isune, "We are ever in Your service."

Tacita An'Ryshe tilts her head in expressionless thought, before dipping into a polite curtsey.

Breezily, Isune, the Aesthete says to Viravain, "You know better than I how easy it is to lose track of Talan's 

whereabouts."

Viravain's eyes sparkle with amusement.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze wrinkles its nose and sniffs.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Ah, there's Your humor. I remember it well."

Isune, the Aesthete says, "You do not give Me enough to laugh about in this age, Viravain."

A wry smile spreads across Isune's face.

With great elegance, Jovial Chef Kurut Bloodthorn, Bearer of Delicious Foods lays out a spread of exotic cuisine and delicacies before you. Along with everyone else, you indulge yourself in this epicurian feast, eating and drinking until utterly satiated. The fine meal not only lifts your spirits, but enhances your body as well.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "On the contrary, Isune, it is Your sense of humor that has suffered."

Kurut shifts her eyes suspiciously from side to side.

Crek stares implacably at Kurut.

Viravain narrows Her eyes at Kurut in an unnerving manner.

Kurut shrinks from the implacable gaze of Tacita.

Kurut sticks her tongue out and says 'Ack.'

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Pestiferous bear."

Jovial Chef Kurut Bloodthorn, Bearer of Delicious Foods says, "Kurubear is very sorry!"

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Go feed the beasts of the Astral Plane."

With the smallest flick of Her finger, Viravain sends Kurut flying headlong into the depths of the Astral Plane.
Kurut leaves to the ether.

The corners of a blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze's mouth turn up as it grins mischievously.

Flatly, Isune, the Aesthete says, "And My humour has suffered?"

Crek hides a grin behind his hand.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "I found her departure humorous enough, and perhaps her humors shall be greater 

revealed upon the Astral Plane."

Viravain brushes Her hair vainly

A bloated parasite has absorbed the life and nutrients of Kurut.
You see the death occur at pointed end of a fin. (5138)-
From your knowledge, that room is in Astrosphere of Pisces.

Isune gives a pained sigh.
Belibi looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Dread Reaper Malarious Nightshade, The Tenebrous Wrath says, "And feeding them she is."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "A delicious compromise."

Viravain tilts Her head back and looks up at the sky.

Anita hides a grin behind her hand.

Eliron ponders the situation.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "My Brother's murders have Him rather belated."

Isune, the Aesthete smiles impishly and says, "Or perhaps You are not as omnipotent as You believe."

Viravain waves Her hand dismissively.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Nonsense."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "My children are everywhere, even amongst the crystalline spires."

Looking about Her with a sad shake of Her head, Isune, the Aesthete says, "Your ego is as overgrown as this forest."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "With good reason, I should think."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Zyphora's lips.

Viravain tilts Her head back and looks up at the sky.

Viravain taps Her foot with mild impatience.

Dread Reaper Malarious Nightshade, The Tenebrous Wrath says to Zyphora, "Little surprised the guards dont mind you."

Dread Reaper Malarious Nightshade, The Tenebrous Wrath says to Zyphora, "How have you evaded enemying?"

Impatiently, Viravain, Lady of the Thorns whispers, "Brother... come to Me... come now!"

Zyphora lazily draws her wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Malarious, "That matter was attended to."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns extends Her arms to the sunlit sky, and a pall passes overhead.

Isune narrows Her eyes at Malarious in an unnerving manner.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze squints suspiciously at its surroundings.

Dread Reaper Malarious Nightshade, The Tenebrous Wrath says to you, "I see."

Malarious's ears perk up with a sudden interest.

Athree wrinkles his nose and sniffs.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel's ears perk up with a sudden interest.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Silence, Malarious Nightshade."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Show respect to My guests."

Viravain stares coldly at Malarious.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Lest you follow the bear with lightning on your heels."

Karlach

The First World shudders violently as the firmament splits in twain, revealing naught but darkness beyond.

Comprehension flashes across Viravain's face.

Druidess Aerdiya Stormcrow turns her gaze to the Ravenwood, narrowing her eyes.

Lord Eliron Shee-Slaugh, Maestro of the Lament says, "Then in respect, may I offer either of the Ladies tea while You wait?"

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns turns Her gaze to the firmament.

An ear-splitting screech fills the air as an enormous creature falls from the rift, its black fur rippling in waves along its serpentine body. The monster sags and dips erratically as it glides through the air, and great streams of bright blood drip from it into the seas below.

Viravain taps Her fingers together and murmurs, "Excellent..."

Tacita An'Ryshe lifts her own gaze upwards.

Viravain licks Her lips.

The behemoth cuts through the air like a knife, ever downward in a vague spiral. Upon reaching the northern end of the Basin, it angles into a steep dive and disappears into a valley there with a noise like a hiss and a warble.

Karlach eyes over the behemoth, smirking as he runs his tongue over exposed fangs.

Furious bellows rise from the valley, followed by screams of terror and the stampeding of hooves. Wolves howl frightfully, their songs carried upon the wind.

The corners of a blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze's mouth turn up as it grins mischievously.

Isune, the Aesthete resolutely closes Her eyes, the surrounding forest brightening as the colours about Her dance to their own unheard melody. As if alive with their own pulse, they quicken, as theGoddess gasps with elation.

The firmament ripples as a thunderous roar reverberates throughout the Basin of Life.

Viravain gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel snarls viciously.

Isune, the Aesthete whispers to Viravain, "So it was not one of Your games after all."

Shikari, the Predator slowly emerges from the rift in the sky, a giant halberd in hand, His body splattered with bright blood. The rift behind Him weaves itself closed as He sweeps a predatory gaze over the Basin, finally finding the valley at the base of the Northern Mountains where the creature had disappeared. Grinning, the Predator descends upon it with frightening speed.

(Initiates of Blood): You say, "Welcome home, Father."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Prepare Yourself, Isune!"

You shout, "Hail the return of the Lord Predator, Hail Shikari!"

A terrible, otherworldly shriek fills the air, and the serpentine monster soon reappears, fleeing back into the sky.

You see Shadow Idrazil Ga'ruul, Wardenhood Initiate shout, "Hail the Predator!"

(Initiates of Blood): Aerdiya says, "Welcome back, Father."

Comprehension flashes across Isune's face.

(Initiates of Blood): Anita says, "Welcome home, Father."

(Initiates of Blood): Athree says, "Hail, Lord Shikari."

Shikari twists in midair and slams the blade of His halberd into the belly of the creature, using the speed of His 

fall to cut a long, jagged wound into its flesh. Blood sprays outward in waves to dissolve on the wind.

(Initiates of Blood): Idrazil says, "Hail Father."

(Initiates of Blood): Malarious says, "Welcome home, Lord Predator."

You see Druidess Aerdiya Stormcrow shout, "Hail the Predator!" 

The behemoth swivels in the sky and aims for the southeast, maddened by the wounds and fear.

Viravain closes Her eyes and inhales deeply, absorbing the scent of Her surroundings.

Viravain narrows Her eyes to thin slits.

Isune, the Aesthete whispers, "No. No, this is a game. But not Yours."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze beams broadly.

(Initiates of Blood): Cyndell says, "Hail Father."

A pillar of thick indigo fog shoots out of Magnagora and protectively blankets the dome of darkness looming above it as Drocilla, the Enchantress takes to the skies to face the creature, chin forwarddefiantly.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says to Isune, "Go! Prepare what you may!"

Coiling sinuously about Her petite frame, stygian shadows cloak Viravain in an unnatural darkness 
and evanesce into the aether, leaving behind only the faintest scent of roses.

Ur'Marshal Marcella n'Lochli, Loremaster of the Tower shouts, "Slay the void beast before it damages something."

(Initiates of Blood): You say, "Pack, ready Yourselves, the Abomination nears."

The serpentine monster bellows excitedly as it catches the musky scent and aims straight for the Enchantress instead of Magnagora, blood trailing across the sky in its wake.

Isune's form shatters into a flock of colourful birds, their tiny forms tracing circles in the air before soaring away.

Before the monster can reach Drocilla, however, the blade of a massive halberd pierces its skull from above; with a satisfied snarl, Shikari shoves the weapon deeper into the creature until it falls still and silent.

Shikari slowly raises His eyes to meet Drocilla's, a storm of emotions warring visibly on His face.

A whirlwind of emotions rushes through you, accompanied by ephemeral flashes of memory: Her blonde hair flashing in the sunlight of the First World, the way glances from Her made your skin hot and chest ache, and that sweet smell of musk and spices that fills your nose. The collar and the cold metal of it against your throat. The rage. The hate.

Her chin still held up high, anger flashes across the Enchantress' face at being deprived of the kill. As Her eyes meet the Predator's, all anger is gone in an instant, replaced by an open-eyed interest.

Eliron creases his brow in a frown.

Wordlessly, Shikari rips the halberd from the corpse of the beast, letting it sink into a fold in the aether as He turns to face Drocilla, weapon in hand.

Drocilla approaches Shikari in a slow, confident stride, fearlessly walking almost all the way up to Him.

Lord Eliron Shee-Slaugh, Maestro of the Lament hums something under his breath as he stares up at the figures.

Drocilla exhales softly, seductively, Her chest heaving and body leaning forwards as She reaches out for His arm.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze blinks.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel hunches slightly and flares its body as it hisses warningly.

Gasping suddenly, Virlius Nightshade, Whisper of the Wyrd says, "Lord Shikari has returned?"

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze nods its head at Virlius.

In one single, swift motion, Shikari grabs Drocilla's wrist and pushes her roughly back.

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Yesssss."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze snarls viciously.

(Glomdoring): You say, "Run her through Father, no mercy!"

The throaty growl of Shikari, the Predator resonates around you, "I'm not your toy, woman. Crawl back into the hole you came from."

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "Slit Her throat, Brother! Isune! Go, now!"

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "Now!"

The divine voice of Drocilla, the Enchantress reverberates powerfully, "Mmmm, Shikari, I never intended for you to be that... not just that."

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "Get Your hands away from My Brother!"

A sunset the likes the sky has never known sears the firmament with scarlet as the Aesthete manifests before the two Gods. She extends a hand, and several birds take flight from Her fingertips to trail a path towards a distant, bright horizon as She beckons the newly returned God to Her side.

With a harmonious resonance, the rhapsody of Isune's voice rings out, "Come, Shikari. Do not waste words with Her." 

Viravain manifests amidst a whirling of webs, a shrieking banshee that swoops like Crow from the Havens to bowl the Enchantress over and across the skies.

Shikari's gaze lingers on Drocilla, His features set into a snarl, before He takes Isune's hand and lets Her guide Him away. 

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "Away from Him, you corrupted Hag of an abomination!"

Isune takes the Predator's hand in Her own and vanishes in a haze of colours, a ripple in the aether the only trace of Their departure.

Drocilla steadies and Her lips curve into a wicked smile as She the Mistress of the Webs for a moment before dispersing into fragrant mist.

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "I'm going to slit Your throat to water My Forest! Get back here!"

The corners of Virlius's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Nyxx smirks.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "In time."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze nods its head at you.

(Glomdoring): Shikari says, "Viravain."

(Glomdoring): Shikari says, "Viravain, when You're done burning pictures of Drocilla or whatever it is You're up to, I'm with Isune in My realm." 

Karlach

**MUCH SEARCHING IN SHIKARI'S REALM LATER** 

Upon the Predator's vantage point.
Isune, the Aesthete floats here, surrounded by sparkling motes of light. Shikari, the Predator lurks here, a tense, primal aura emanating from His form. 

(Glomdoring): Belibi (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "If there are those of us who wish to welcome You home, my Lord, would it be appropriate for us to join You in Your realm? Or would we beintruding?" 

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel inclines its head politely to those around it.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze bows respectfully to Shikari.

Isune, the Aesthete whispers to Shikari, "Are you hurt?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "Welcome home, Father."

(Glomdoring): Shikari says, "Well, it looks like others have invited themselves. Might as well join them."

Aerdiya kneels before Shikari, swearing her allegiance to Him.

Shikari, the Predator pulls away from Isune and nods at the arriving mortals in acknowledgement.

Athree kneels before Shikari, swearing his allegiance to Him.

Aerdiya curtseys gracefully before Isune.

Harbinger of the Wyrd, Cyndell Nightshade kneels before Shikari, swearing her allegiance to Him.

Anita kneels before Shikari, swearing her allegiance to Him.

Malarious kneels before Shikari, swearing his allegiance to Him.

Tacita curtseys gracefully.

With a flourish of his arm, Eliron bows deeply.

With a flourish of his arm, Virlius bows deeply.

Rialorm bows respectfully to Shikari.

Stepping from a shadow that was not there before, Someone powerful says, "Ah... My Brother..."

Nyxx bows respectfully to Shikari.

Isune, the Aesthete's hand falters at the arrival of the Goddess, the smile warming to Her face quickly vanishing as She draws away.

Eyeing each of you in turn, Shikari, the Predator says, "I see there are a few new faces among you, since I was last here."

Shadow Idrazil Ga'ruul, Wardenhood Initiate says, "Greetings my Lord."

Belibi bows respectfully to Shikari.

Isune, the Aesthete whispers to Shikari, "I am glad that You are well, and returned safe. But this moment is not Mine to share with You."

Someone powerful says, "And... others, My Brother."

Nodding quickly, his head bowed respectfully, Virlius Nightshade, Whisper of the Wyrd says to Shikari, "It is a pleasure to meet You in person, Lord Predator."

Webs spread like a carpet beneath Viravain's feet as She approaches. 

Isune, the Aesthete hesitates a moment, glancing at the God a moment longer before lowering Her eyes.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Stay, Isune."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Surely You do not think I am jealous of You?"

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Viravain's lips.

Turning to the goddesses, Shikari, the Predator says, "Viravain." His gaze wanders to Isune, lingering on hers before saying, "Isune, You can leave."

Isune, the Aesthete whispers, "No. This is Your victory."

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "When you are so akin to Me?"

Viravain reaches out to tenderly cup Isune's cheek in Her hand.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "And ever Yours."

Viravain brushes Her lips against Isune's.

Isune, the Aesthete allows the God a grateful nod, turning to flinch from Viravain's grasp before Her departure.

Isune's form shatters into a flock of colourful birds, their tiny forms tracing circles in the air 
before soaring away.

Viravain, Lady of the Thorns reaches out with a soft, thoughtful smile.

Turning as if startled by the presence of Shikari, Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "...brother. You return clothed in blood, as of old."

Looking down at the monster's blood that covers Him, Shikari, the Predator says, "Is that a surprise?"
Stopping a mere hand's span away, Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "No. It brings back... pleasant memories."

Shikari, the Predator starts at Her words. His eyes widen nearly imperceptibly.

Raising an eyebrow, Shikari, the Predator says to Viravain, "You remember then? ...before?"

Viravain takes Shikari close to Her and, closing Her eyes, inhales deeply to absorb His scent.

Murmuring, Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says to Shikari, "I remember everything."

A flash of yearning surges through your body, accompanied by Her blonde hair, Her laughter as Her spiders crawl up her arms.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel snarls viciously.

Viravain licks Her lips.

Turning to look over the gathering, Shikari, the Predator says to Viravain, "Well then. We'll have to talk later, when we're not flooded with mortals."

Viravain narrows Her eyes to thin slits.

In a sudden, petulant snarl, Viravain, Lady of the Thorns says, "Did you like Her scent so much then, Brother?"

Viravain steps up to Shikari and, in one smooth motion, backhands Him viciously across the face.
Coiling sinuously about Her petite frame, stygian shadows cloak Viravain in an unnatural darkness and evanesce into the aether, leaving behind only the faintest scent of roses.

Shikari blinks.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze gulps nervously.

Rubbing His cheek, Shikari, the Predator says, "What was that for?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel throws its hands up and sighs with exasperation, "Women!"

Shikari smirks.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "It is good to see You once more, Father."

Virlius Nightshade, Whisper of the Wyrd's eyes widen as he witnesses the Lady of Thorn's actions. 

Clearing his throat, he looks toward Shikari.

Shikari, the Predator turns to you now as He folds His arms over His chest.

Athree bows respectfully to Shikari. 

Nyxx curtseys gracefully before Shikari.

Still grinning to Himself, Shikari, the Predator says, "I didn't think I'd be gone that long. But it's good to see the Glomdoring is still around, for better or worse."

Druidess Aerdiya Stormcrow looks up to Shikari, a small smile on her lips, "Welcome back, Father."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Nyxx's lips.

Shikari, the Predator says, "How is the Glomdoring doing anyway?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Several years, much has changed, faces have come and gone."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Well, the south remains united against the north, the Lady has 

returned as You have seen."

Virlius tilts his head and listens intently.

Murmuring, Shikari, the Predator says, "'Returned'... in more ways than you can fathom."

High Druidess Nyxx Ysav'rai, The Silent Twilight says to Shikari, "It is as it has always been, M'Lord. Glorious."

Virlius nods his head at Nyxx, showing his acceptance.

Shikari nods His head at Nyxx.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze says, "We have been longing for Your return."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Ascension has come and gone once more, Kethuru was contained thanks 

to the efforts of those before you. Glomdoring stood victorious again."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Not without price to the First world, however."

Shikari, the Predator asks, "Is that right?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "The seals broke prematurely, it took the sacrifice of the Architect to hold them a while longer till Avechna was prepared."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "Several others have returned to the First world, the Abomination amongst several others. Yomoigu, Crumkane, Lisaera and Carakhan."

The air around you tenses as crystal spires loom in your mind's eye, stark against a backdrop of the setting sun.

Shikari, the Predator listens wordlessly, His expression neutral.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "And that is all there is to report, unless You have 
any specific questions."

Shikari, the Predator says, "My Sister. When did She get back?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "Shortly after our Ascension victory, days after."

Chade doffs the hood of billowing black robes cordially.

Tacita raises an eyebrow at Chade.

You stare implacably at Chade, and he shrinks from your gaze.

Shikari, the Predator turns His steely gaze to Chade.

Chade d'Illici says to Tacita, "Mother in Law, I just wanted to stop by and pay my respects."

Virlius tilts his head and listens intently to Chade.

Chade d'Illici says to Shikari, "Lord Predator."

Chade d'Illici says, "Welcome Back."

Chade bows respectfully to Shikari.

Tacita An'Ryshe says to Chade, "By addressing me before an Elder God? How Gaudiguchan."

Shikari nods His head at Chade.

Chade d'Illici says, "I'll make my exit now, before weapons appear."

Chade doffs the hood of billowing black robes cordially.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "He thinks You need weapons.."

Lord Eliron Shee-Slaugh, Maestro of the Lament flicks his fingers.

Rialorm's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Shikari smirks.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Aerdiya's lips.

Her voice soft, Tacita An'Ryshe says, "My apologies. My son-in-law is evidently lacking in manners - 
alas that it is only to be expected of one such as he."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze smiles softly.

Shikari, the Predator says to Tacita, "It takes more than that to offend Me."

Tacita inclines her head politely to Shikari.

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Virlius's lips as he glances at Shikari.

Shikari, the Predator says, "Him aside, I am pleased Glomdoring is still going strong... and that Viravain is back." He pauses, seeming to slip into thought as a smile dares to grace His face. But then His expression hardens once more, and He continues, "And I don't see Myself needing to hunt again in the foreseeable future, with the Primari dead. So. I guess it's good to be back."

Belibi inclines his head politely to those around him.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze says, "We have been taking care of Your realm in Your absence as expected."

Shikari, the Predator says to Idrazil, "Good. As I expected of you."

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze nods its head emphatically.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "Then perhaps we should take Your example, and put our 

skills to slaughter in celebration of Your return."

Shikari furrows His brow in thought.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "It has been long since the Pack issued an open challenge."

A grin spreading across His face, Shikari, the Predator says, "What does the rest of Glomdoring think? Is it time for a slaughter?"

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "But perhaps one for an event this large, the entire Forest should be 

invited."

A wry smile spreads across Belibi's face.

Tilting her head, Tacita An'Ryshe says, "There is never a reason not to seek Refinement - and trials of combat are an excellent test of many aspects of character."

Rialorm nods her head at Tacita, showing her acceptance.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel nods its head at Tacita.

Eliron nods his head at Tacita, showing his acceptance.

Tilting her head to one side, Druidess Aerdiya Stormcrow says, "Yes, that would be a truly pleasurable activity."

Shikari, the Predator says, "You heard the lady."

Shikari, the Predator says, "My Pack will organise it however they see fit."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel nods its head emphatically.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says, "It will be done."

Looking to the space where Viravain had been earlier, Shikari, the Predator says, "I have some... feathers to smooth."

The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across Virlius's lips as he glances at Shikari.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "I'd offer you a "kill well" but.."

Shikari smirks at you.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel says to Shikari, "It is good to see You again."

A golden-eyed savage in matte black leather nods its head at you.

Shikari, the Predator says, "If any of you have important matters for Me then we will speak later. My Sister's calling." 

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel nods its head emphatically.

With a flourish, Shikari draws a massive black halberd from the surrounding shadows.

A blade-scarred savage in blood-flecked bronze nods its head emphatically.

Long tendrils of shadow violently rake across Shikari's form, consuming Him completely.

Idrazil

Excellent!  Idrazil been waiting for His return for many years now.

Zouviqil

Man. I wish I was logged in for this. Awesome read. Welcome back, @Shikari! Congrats, @Viravain and @Isune on your love object returning! (I guess @Drocilla too, but they may try to cut you if you let them know you're interested...)

Yay for RP opportunities all around!

Vivet

Awesome logs, contains some of the many god interactions I've been hoping to have transpire and is inspiring new ones. Many kudos for posting these!

Astraea

I can't even handle this. Back to being an @Isune fangirl for sure. Gosh. I can't even talk about the magnificence of @Viravain. This is one of the best logs I've seen in a long, long, long time. Gosh, all the references and throwback to the Birth of the Wyrd make the Old Glom in me quiver. Just gosh.

Siam

(Glomdoring): Viravain says, "Yesssss."

Viravain manifests amidst a whirling of webs, a shrieking banshee that swoops like Crow from the Havens to bowl the Enchantress over and across the skies.

Effervescent whispers dance through your senses, filling your mind with the soft, feathery voice of Viravain as Her voice carries on the winds, "I'm going to slit Your throat to water My Forest! Get back here!"

(Glomdoring): Shikari says, "Viravain, when You're done burning pictures of Drocilla or whatever it is You're up to, I'm with Isune in My realm."

=D>