The Sowers First Meeting

Selenity

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hello Sowers."

(Serenwilde): You say, "Good waking, Grandpa!"

(Sowers): You say, "Good waking!"

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 5 members on this Plane and 1 on other Planes.

(Sowers): Gaeryn (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hello and good afternoon."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Who's up for a chat?"

(Sowers): Gaeryn (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "What do you have in mind?"

(Sowers): You say, "Well, Ejderha and I are already keeping Sparrow company, we could always use 

more here for a chat!"

An ethereal summerland.

Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. All is a blaze of emerald 

under a heavy, humid heat, the trees filtering the brilliant light from above, so that everything 

beneath the canopy is splashed with a mottled pattern of verdant and dark, bending with the movement 

of branches that hold great, wide leaves. Lazy motes of golden brightness, like puffs of seeds or 

small insects, float almost at a standstill in the thick air, winking in and out of sight without 

cease in the relative darkness under branches. A distance away, a dark pile of clouds rises in the 

sky, ever rumbling with the charged hint of thunder and rain that never quite falls. Nearby, a wide 

meadow of green grass grows tall and thick, dotted with amber tufts of grains and a spread of 

lavender coloured flowers that take flight at the slightest touch. Shrouded by an aura of mist and 

modulating stars, a winged unicorn stands here with a serene countenance. Embraced by an airy mantle 

spun of mosses and oak leaves, Sparrow Longfellow whistles pleasantly to himself as he converses 

with the trees.

(Sowers): Ejderha says, "Always, if you do not mind me lapsing into quiet meditation."

(Sowers): Kerith (from the Aetherways) says, "I may be soon."

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Just wanted to talk about the Sowers, and 

what everybody's vision of them is."

Lehki enters from the northwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

You hug Lehki compassionately.

Lehki pats you in a friendly manner.

Ejderha bows respectfully to Lehki.

Lehki inclines his head politely to Ejderha.

(Sowers): Lehki says, "Figure that it's important for us to figure out who we are, and who we want 

to be."

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 5 members on this Plane and 1 on other Planes.

You see the following people here:

Ejderha, Lehki, Selenity.

(Sowers): Kerith (from the Aetherways) says, "Are we still going to have another one, like Aramel 

was trying to organise?"

(Sowers): You say, "Gaeryn, do you know how to make your way to Sparrow, or do you need directions?"

(Sowers): Lehki says, "I suppose?"

(Sowers): Lehki says, "I just have a very impromptu style I suppose."

(Sowers): Lehki says, "Feel like talking, so I tell people, "let's talk."

(Sowers): Gaeryn (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I do not know how to reach Sparrow. 

Directions would be appreciated."

"Be right back!" Lehki cries.

(Sowers): Kerith (from the Aetherways) says, "Aye! Well, it canna hurt to have more than one, since 

folk have different waking times."

Lehki leaves to the northwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Know where Moon Lake is?"

(Sowers): Kerith (from the Aetherways) says, "I'll come listen."

(Sowers): You say, "Kerith, you will be talking also."

(Sowers): Kerith (from the Aetherways) says, "I willna."

(Sowers): You say, "We're all helping sew the seeds of who the Sowers are."

(Sowers): You say, "Yes you will."

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Just head as far east from the lake as you 

can."

(Sowers): Lehki (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "And you'll find where Sparrow and the Seed 

are."

(Sowers): You say, "Even if I have to find a Wiccan into pooka'ing you to speak. You will be talking.

"

Continuing the hunt for his dark mate, Father Sun presses forward in his journey, lowering himself 

in the sky yet still casting even, full light upon the land.

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 5 members on this Plane and 1 on other Planes.

(Sowers): You say, "Kahekili, are you available to come as well?"

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

You feel a strong tug within your chest and the air comes alive with swirling, multicoloured light.

You sense Lehki folding the aether between himself and you.

A bright, tiny star forms in the air, then elongates into a strand of bright light. Finally, it 

impossibly unfolds into the form of Lehki.

You see the following people here:

Ejderha, Lehki, Selenity.

(Sowers): Lehki says, "Though I suppose we could just speak here, so everybody could listen even if 

they are busy."

(Sowers): Lehki says, "Believe it's important for everybody to be involved at this stage of our 

growth."

(Sowers): You say, "Well, we can also keep track of the conversation and post it to the newsboards 

as well."

(Sowers): Lehki says, "True."

Lehki Talnara says, "Anyway."

(Sowers): You say, "Gaeryn, are you coming?"

You smile and say, "Should be more than three of us if six are awake though."

Lehki Talnara says, "She's learning some Planar with Saz at the moment."

Comprehension flashes across your face.

Lehki Talnara says, "S'why I suggested just speaking across the aether."

Lehki Talnara says, "Anyway!"

You tilt your head and listen intently to Lehki.

Lehki Talnara says, "What I wanted to discuss is two things."

(Sowers): Kahekili (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Where is everyone meeting?"

"Ahah!" you exclaim triumphantly.

Lehki coughs softly.

(Sowers): You say, "By Sparrow."

(Sowers): Gaeryn (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I promised to join Saz's hunt beforehand, 

though I will do what I can to join soon."

Ejderha tilts his head and listens intently.

(Sowers): You say, "You know how to get to Sparrow, Kahekili?"

Lehki Talnara says, "People need to decide if they're coming or not."

You nod your head at Lehki, showing your acceptance.

Swiveling her head slowly, a haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light fixes 

Ejderha with her enigmatic, unblinking gaze.

Lehki Talnara says, "Everytime I'm about to speak, get a straggler speaking up."

"Heh heh heh" Lehki chuckles.

(Serenwilde): Kerith (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "There's still an elder moonhart tree 

southeast-ish of Mother."

Lehki looks up into the air for divine inspiration.

Lehki Talnara says, "I'm not a druid at the moment, frustrating."

You pat Lehki in a friendly manner.

Kahekili arrives from the northeast.

Prowling in from the northeast, a young jungle lioness haughtily takes in her surroundings.

(Serenwilde): Lehki says, "Sadly I am not a student of Hart at the moment. Are there any other 

druids around?"

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

With a flourish of his arm, Kahekili bows deeply.

Kerith curtseys gracefully.

You raise your hand in greeting to Kahekili and say "Hi!"

You hug Kerith compassionately.

Lehki inclines his head politely to Kahekili.

A lithe young jungle lioness crouches low on the ground.

Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as Father Sun's chase 

brings him closer to the world's edge.

You see the following people here:

Kahekili, Kerith, Ejderha, Lehki, Selenity.

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kerith                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 6 members on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.

You say, "Five out of six. Good."

You urge Lehki onwards.

You smile and say to Lehki, "As you were about to say."

Lehki Talnara says, "Okay, so."

Kerith hugs you compassionately.

Lehki Talnara says, "What I wanted to talk about was just two things."

Kerith tilts her head and listens intently.

Lehki Talnara says, "First, what drew each of us to choose the Sowers."

Lehki Talnara says, "And second, what vision we have of the future of the Sowers."

Rootweir Ejderha Strongleaf says to Lehki, "Should we speak in turns or just shout out our minds?"

Lehki Talnara says, "Speaking in turn is probably easier to understand."

Lehki Talnara says, "Probably."

Lehki peers about himself unscrupulously.

You ask, "Alphabetical order?"

Lehki's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Lehki Talnara says to you, "You just want to go last."

Lehki nudges you suggestively.

You beam broadly at Lehki.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "Not if I can help it."

Kahekili shifts his eyes suspiciously from side to side.

Lehki Talnara says, "I'll just speak first, since I called this, and to help get it rolling."

Lehki clears his throat in an attempt to gain everyone's attention.

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, 

spreading darkness across the land.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "Now personally, I was drawn to the Sowers, because I have always been focused 

upon the future of the Serenwilde, and of well, Nature itself, I suppose."

Lehki Talnara says, "Restoring the First World to it's full potential, not just the Serenwilde."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "I felt the Sowers were the ones most aligned with that."

You nod your head enthusiastically.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "And that's what I hope the Sowers can be. Those who will pursue that ideal 

future. Perhaps even if it is forever out of reach, still pursueing it, I feel is important."

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

Across the heavens, the stars and moon challenge night's dark reign, revealing familiar 

constellations that tell the tales of myth and legend.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Looking at the others gathered, you say, "I could go second, if none of you would wish to speak, 

though I'd prefer to go last or nearly last."

Kerith smiles wryly at you.

Kerith murmurs under her breath, "So that's where I get it from."

Kahekili grins mischievously at Kerith.

You have emoted: Selenity's ears twitch as she says to Kerith, "I heard that!"

A look of sweetest innocence overtakes Kerith, as she smiles at you.

A lithe young jungle lioness crouches low on the ground.

Kerith tilts her head and listens intently to you.

Rootweir Ejderha Strongleaf says, "I am ready to speak as well."

Kahekili frantically sobs at his arm.

Lehki urges his companions onwards.

Comprehension flashes across your face.

You urge Ejderha onwards.

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Aloy                   1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kerith                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 7 members on this Plane and 1 on other Planes.

Ejderha smiles at the gathered Sowers, pressing his hands together to form a triangle with his 

fingers. "For myself, I was drawn first by the imagery and acknowledgment of the Seasons. Lives, 

worlds, and minds change. As our Silver Lady says, nothing every remains the same. Just as the moon 

comes and goes, so do the seasons. The imagery is powerful, but so is the perspective. Those things 

which we have, we cannot take for granted. Those things which we endure, shall pass in time. Things 

birth, grow, wither, die, and are reborn. The end goal, as Lehki said, of healing the world is part 

of these cycles, albeit a long one. Short term setbacks or even things we must do that might feel 

wrong but aid us in the long run, those are valuable." He takes a breath, looking around the room to 

make sure no one has fallen asleep during his speech. "As for where I see us going... I want to see 

us as a force for perspective in the Commune, and a force for unity. We can realize that the visions 

of others - even if they seem extreme - may be fitting for some seasons, and not fitting for others. 

I hope we can encourage ourselves and each other to grow, to branch out, and while we will sometimes 

lie fallow or dormant, know that in our shared strength, we will be reborn again." His smile stays 

constant, bright against the dark scruff on his face, his amber eyes glowing in the summer heat.

(Sowers): You say, "Aloy, we're having a chat at Sparrow!"

(Sowers): Aloy (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Aw you guys! You were supposed ta have a 

meeeting!"

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

(Sowers): Aloy (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I didn't get to make mead or snacks!"

(Sowers): Ejderha says, "There will likely be many meetings, and plenty of chances for us to eat and 

drink together, cousin."

Kerith nods quietly.

Kahekili eats a platter filled with sunny side up eggs with obvious gusto.

Kahekili quickly devours a vegetable kabob.

You have emoted: Selenity nods in agreement with Ejderha's words. She looks to Kerith and Kahekili 

now.

You have emoted: Selenity makes a slight motion with her hands, encouraging either or both of them 

to have their turn.

Kerith looks to Kahekili as well.

Ejderha adds to the growing eyes looking at Kahekili.

Kahekili peers about himself unscrupulously.

Kerith's lips twitch in a wry smile.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "Well."

You have emoted: Selenity beams cheerfully at Kahekili. "Thank you for volunteering to be next," she 

says as he begins.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "For me honestly, it was the name. Sowers."

Lehki tilts his head and listens intently to Kahekili.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "I saw the name and first thought seeds being planted and nurtures oger 

time as they grew."

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "To be harvested when it bore fruit."

Lehki nods his head in agreement.

You nod your head emphatically.

Kerith nods her head in agreement.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "With as many teachings as the Spirits and Nature in general teach us that 

leaves us a great many seeds to be sown."

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.

It is now the 16th of Dvarsh, 472 years after the Coming of Estarra.

Ejderha nods his head affirmatively at Kahekili.

Kahekili takes a drink from a vial.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "That was what drew me here."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northwest.

Lehki Talnara says, "As good a reason as any."

You nod your head in agreement.

Ejderha takes a drink from a wooden vial fitted with an acorn cap.

Aloy takes a drink from a glittering jade vial of jewelled leaves.

You smile happily at Kerith.

You ask Kerith, "Your turn?"

Ejderha shimmers into existence before you.

Kerith greets Aloy with a sincere smile.

A light smattering of clouds now covers the sky.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "Oh look, an Aloy."

You raise your hand in greeting to Aloy and say "Hi!"

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "I've been here for a few minutes!"

Aloy giggles happily.

You laugh melodically at Kerith.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says to Aloy, "I hadna noticed ye until this convenient moment."

Kerith shifts her eyes suspiciously from side to side.

You say to Aloy, "I guess you're next then!"

Kerith nods in enthusiastic agreement.

You say to Aloy, "Why you joined the Sowers and the vision you had for the future of the Sowers."

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "Nope. Kerith's turn."

Glaring at Kerith, Aloy prods her repeatedly, the height of rudeness.

Kerith looks up into the air for divine inspiration.

You giggle happily.

You say to Aloy, "You after!"

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "I'm just listenin'."

Shaking her head at Aloy, Kerith says "Nope."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says to Aloy, "I tried that. Everyone has to talk."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says to you, "Though I dinna ken how ye're getting away wi' being last."

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "More stubborn than Tauro! I can outlast."

Selenity

Aloy wiggles her fingers threateningly.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "And aye, I'm stalling."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northwest.

Lehki Talnara says to Aloy, "Just listening is fine, but I really would like to hear your reasons 

and opinions."

Kerith peers about herself unscrupulously.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Confidently, you say to Kerith, "I'm very good at being invisible. That's how. Your turn, daughter."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "My reasons were said nicely by Lehki and Kahekili. I dinna think I 

can rephrase it any better."

Lehki Talnara says, "No need to say it better."

A haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light gags noisily before spewing a nasty 

liquid onto the ground. That was disgusting!

"Ewwwwwwww!" says Kerith to a haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light.

Tilting her head to gaze skyward, a haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light 

ruffles her feathers and clicks her vicious beak.

You blink.

Ejderha pats a haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light in a friendly manner.

A haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light tilts her head inquisitively.

Rootweir Ejderha Strongleaf says, "She is not feeling well, sorry."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "Poor thing."

Lehki Talnara says, "Gotta purge that poison sometimes."

Kerith looks to you and Aloy expectantly.

Kahekili glances askance at a lithe young jungle lioness.

A lithe young jungle lioness stares at Kahekili, curious about his intentions.

Lehki winks conspiratorially at Ejderha.

Ejderha grins mischievously at Lehki.

You say to Kerith, "You still have to speak. Go ahead."

You beam broadly at Kerith.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "I did."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northwest.

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

You laughingly say, "Alright, alright."

You say to Aloy, "Your turn!"

Lehki Talnara says to you, "Why don't you go ahread now?"

Kerith smiles softly.

Shaking your head at Lehki, you say "Nope."

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf smiles and says, "I'm okay."

You say to Aloy, "Nope, everyone has to talk."

Ejderha smiles serenely in the chaos.

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "No guildleaders! Can't make me."

Aloy cackles hellishly.

"Heh heh heh" Lehki chuckles.

You say, "I'll get a wiccan if I have to!"

You say, "Kidding, I wouldn't."

You ask Aloy, "Are you sure you really don't wish to share?"

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Aloy                   1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kerith                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 7 members on this Plane and 1 on other Planes.

Aloy nods her head enthusiastically.

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "I'm sure."

A light laugh in her words, you sigh, "I guess I have no choice then."

Kerith nods her head sagely.

Regarding her fellow Sowers, you say, "For me, while the Wheel of the Seasons was important, as was 

returning the Forest and Basin at large to its true glory were important, it was something else that 

drew me to the Sowers."

The last vestiges of midnight shadows flee as Mother Night hides herself from the luminous arrival 

of her shining mate as he chases her across the bowl of the sky.

You have emoted: Selenity brings her lyre to her lap as she closes her eyes part way in a smile. 

"The Seed of Prophesy," she says. "The Seed of Prophesy is what got my attention, and what it 

entails. It brings forth mystery, for what the Seed says, only three know - the language written on 

the seed is Fae. The way it came to be, through the care-full love and commitment of Glinshari and 

Ellindel and their love for one another and their Forest and arguably even the world. Lastly, the 

unwavering protection provided by Sparrow here, who has so dutifully guarded it and its message for 

so long. It embodies the past. It embodies the future."

Ejderha flashes you a joyous smile.

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

Closing her eyes completely as a wave of serenity overcomes her, you say, "It embodies hope. And 

that's what I want to have the Sowers represent. I want us to be a force for hope, a force that 

leads everyone to be their best person."

Kerith nods her head at you.

Aloy jerks forward just as the air comes alive with swirling, multicoloured light.

You sense Aramel folding the aether between herself and Aloy.

Quietly, Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "That's the word I was thinkin' of. Hope."

You have emoted: Selenity pauses and opens her eyes, looking around and blinking rapidly. "Uhm... 

sorry for talking so much, though!" she laughs nervously.

Aloy blinks incredulously at herself.

A bright, tiny star forms in the air, then elongates into a strand of bright light. Finally, it 

impossibly unfolds into the form of Aramel.

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf smiles and says, "Auntie Aramel!"

Lehki Talnara says to Aramel, "Oh good, your turn then."

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says, "Hello! I do not know if I can stay long, unfortunately, but -."

Aramel peers at Lehki unscrupulously.

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says, "I do not know what it's my turn to do."

You say to Aramel, "Yes, your turn!"

Lehki winks conspiratorially at Aramel.

Ejderha beams broadly at Aramel.

Lehki Talnara says, "Why did you choose the Sowers, and what's your vision of their future."

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

Rootweir Ejderha Strongleaf laughingly says to Aramel, "Small questions, no need to speak for a half 

hour like I did."

(Serenwilde): Arien (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I greet the Serynwodenhillirim!"

(Sowers): Aloy says, "Auntie Arien!"

(Sowers): You say, "Good waking mom!"

(Sowers): You say, "Come here!"

(Sowers): Arien (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Auntie? When did I become an auntie?"

(Sowers): You say, "To Sparrow!"

(Sowers): Ejderha says, "So many Sowers! I love it!"

(Sowers): Arien (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Oh, yes-yes."

(Sowers): Arien (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I come, I come."

You laughingly say, "Or like me."

You grin mischievously at Ejderha.

An ethereal wind wreathed with cold moonfire blazes in from the northeast, revealing Arien amid the 

pale flames.

Drifting upon muted wings enwreathed in coiling vapour, a mist-wreathed aura follows in the wake of 

a regal strix as he manifests from the northeast.

Arien lifts her hands and summons a wreath of silver fire that encircles her in an ethereal blaze. 

When she lowers her hands, the flames scatter like sparks on a crisp breeze.

Ejderha swings his arm up and high fives you enthusiastically.

Kerith curtsies belatedly to Aramel and then also to Arien.

A look of comprehension crosses Aramel's face. "I see," she says. Musingly, she murmurs, "I chose 

the Sowers because I have always been a follower of Ellindel, more than any other of the Coven. Her 

dream was something special - a dream for the entire Basin. Something visionary and joyous. All my 

life, we have been at war, but war is not the only way to sow the seeds of the Forest in the hearts 

of mortals. And so I am a Sower."

Arien lifts her eyebrow slightly, curious.

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat laughingly says to Arien, "As the most recent latecomer, it is now your 

turn to be put on the spot, rather than mine."

Arien twists her thin lips, the motion sharp despite their upward curl.

Ejderha flashes Aramel a joyous smile.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Yes-yes. It is good to see a speaking circle."

Aloy awkwardly kicks at the grass beneath her feet, staring hard at some little bug as it scurries 

by.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Lehki tilts his head and listens intently to Arien.

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic sun's luminous presence 

as he climbs higher into the sky.

**************************[ SOWERS OF THE LAST SEED ]**************************

Guildmember            Rank             Path             Position            GT

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ejderha                1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kahekili               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Lehki                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Selenity               1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Gaeryn                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Aloy                   1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Kerith                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Arien                  1 - a Rootweir                                        On

Aramel                 1 - a Rootweir                                        On

*******************************************************************************

Currently, there are 9 members on this Plane and 0 on other Planes.

The pointed tips of your ears twitch as you try to listen closely to Arien.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

A haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light digs her talons into the ground and 

extends her wings to their fullest width, her unblinking eyes burning silver. She exhales and 

relaxes, her breath a silver mist that fades to nothing.

Her voice taking upon the quality of her true age, Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, 

"Ever have I turned my ears to the earth, and the trees - The very spirits which the Listeners turn 

to ever so clearly, but even the spirits do not hold the answers. We must have balance, a balance of 

all things that change, and it is why I felt a connection with Sparrow." She dips her head to Aramel,

commenting, "Before your time, I did research upon Ellindel's line, from that of the Lunseer - The 

more I uncover, the more I believe this to be true. While I may not be considered an Elder, I 

understand what it is like to be cursed from the touch of this place, and to return again. The 

Sowers are the embodiment of balance amongst the others - At least within my personal preference."

Argent moonlight pierces the blue glow of the Flame of dae'Seren upon Lehki, enshrouding him 

momentarily in a silver mantle.

You nod your head emphatically.

Ejderha nods his head at Arien, showing his acceptance.

A mist-wreathed strix with muted wings enwreathed in coiling vapour digs his talons into the ground 

and extends his wings to their fullest width, his unblinking eyes burning silver. He exhales and 

relaxes, his breath a silver mist that fades to nothing.

As she speaks Arien moves to sit down cross-legged with Aloy and you, her hands folded as she offers 

a shy nod. "What I mean to say, friend-Aramel, that before you came to the Coven. You're older than 

me, but still beautiful too," she remarks.

Kahekili eats a platter filled with sunny side up eggs with obvious gusto.

Kahekili consumes a vegetable kabob leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

Kahekili shifts his eyes suspiciously from side to side.

Kerith smiles wryly at Kahekili.

Lehki ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

Lehki Talnara says, "I think that was everybody, going around."

Lehki Talnara says, "So there are a few other things I just wanted to add."

Lehki Talnara says, "Food for thought, sort of."

You nod your head enthusiastically.

Kahekili tilts his head and listens intently.

Lehki Talnara says, "In the Hartstone, we would often speak of the Past, Present, and Future."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "They are three seperate things, of course, but like the cycle of the Seasons, 

or the phases of the moon, they are part of the same circular nature."

Lehki Talnara says, "Not in some sense like, some Hallifaxian literal time loop."

Ejderha nods his head affirmatively at Lehki.

You have emoted: Selenity nods her head as she listens.

Lehki Talnara says, "But in the sense of that flow and beat of the world itself."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Pressing his hands together before him, Kahekili bows his head and a golden glow suffuses the area 

around his solar plexus.

The sun reaches the zenith of the firmament, pausing in his quest to allow the land to bask in his 

shining golden rays.

Deep in thought, Lehki leans his cheek on his hand.

Lehki Talnara says, "And while, it's obviously not a strict dichotomy, is that the word? Hrm. A 

strict seperation, I see a each of the factions forming having a connection to each of those three."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw murmurs, "It is the word, aye."

Lehki Talnara says, "The Listerners who have their ear to the Ancestors of the Past. The Wodewoses, 

who exist in the present life and focus. And us Sowers, who look to the future of the world and 

forest."

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says, "The Listeners, of course, look to the past, to the ancestors."

Aramel nods her head emphatically.

A fierce timberwolf tilts back his head in a low, resonant howl.

Kahekili suddenly loses focus in his eyes and shudders, then looks curiously refreshed.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

You nod your head affirmatively.

Arien nods her head in agreement.

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says to Lehki, "I was actually thinking that. And, in that sense, there is 

something else I think could be food for thought."

Lehki tilts his head and listens intently to Aramel.

Crackling lightning wreathes Arien in bolts of incandescent light, a sudden wind sweeping about her 

in a furious, but fleeting, gale.

Aramel lets out a long breath, slowly. "I think," she says at last, "That we have tended to over-

emphasize the cycle of things and under-emphasize the progression. Sometimes that is helpful, but 

other times it makes us complacent."

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "While ancestor veneration is good, I do not think 

it should be the main focus itself within this place. Many seeds are planted for the future to grow, 

but it is the ancestors who have some wisdom, so that we can prevent those seeds from perishing as 

they did in their time."

With a sudden smile, Aramel says, "If we are to fulfill this dream of healing and change, we must 

accept that though cycles occur, they do not control us; rather, we act within them. Progress can be 

made - or progress lost - and the arc of history can change."

Ejderha nods his head at Aramel.

You have emoted: Selenity nods her head in agreement with Arien and Aramel.

Arien clears her throat slightly, and silently begins to play a game with the sparrow flitting in 

the branches. Her head bobbing as her attention drifts for those moments she plays.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northwest.

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

A lithe young jungle lioness cleans herself by licking her paws and rubbing them onto her face.

Absently in a sing-song voice, Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Dreams. Perhaps, 

the seeds themselves are dreams. I wonder what would happen, if the seeds were visions, and grew to 

be reality in the present when they mature."

Looking to Aramel, you say, "Winter will always lead way to spring, and spring to summer, and summer 

to fall, but each year the same crops needn't be planted."

Continuing the hunt for his dark mate, Father Sun presses forward in his journey, lowering himself 

in the sky yet still casting even, full light upon the land.

Kerith nods, with a touch of a smile.

Lehki nods his head at Aramel, showing his acceptance.

Arien tells you, "Hello daughter."

You nod your head at Arien.

You say to Arien, "And seeds could be just that. Dreams, ideas, hopes, planted in the fertile soil 

of our hearts and minds, tended to by our eagerness to make them manifest into reality."

You tell Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth, "Hello!"

Arien nods her head in agreement.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "It is a very shamanistic, sympathetic magic."

Lehki Talnara says, "We have a lot a talk about dreams, and sowing the future we wish to see, and 

cycles."

Lehki Talnara says, "But what exactly is the Future we want?"

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says, "I think there is room for interpretation there, and not every Sower 

needs to envision it the same way."

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

You nod your head affirmatively.

Arien nods her head in agreement.

Arien tells you, "I have missed you. How is Lynnie?"

You tell Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth, "I ah... I don't get to spend too much time 

with him. Things always seem to be going on in the forest!"

Kerith chews on her lip, deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Sparrow Longfellow has been tweeting to Aurai, the bird-sparrow, or conversing with the 

trees as you all speak. It is only until Lehki's newest question does he turn his head, cocking it 

like a bird, and grow quiet.

Kerith looks up at Sparrow Longfellow curiously.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Greetings, Sparrow Longfellow!"

You have emoted: Selenity's eyes trace over to Sparrow Longfellow, regarding him with a warm smile. 

"Do you have an answer for this question, Sparrow?" she asks with sincere curiosity.

Aramel looks as if she had been about to say something, but tilts her head towards Sparrow 

Longfellow instead.

Sparrow Longfellow shakes his head, the uncharacteristic quiet from the fae unbroken. He gestures 

for you all to continue.

Arien smiles softly.

Aramel nods at Sparrow Longfellow, and then purses her lips, as if gathering her thoughts.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth murmurs, "I believe it is our path, he wishes to hear. He 

will guide us if he has a thought. Or even the trees do!"

Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as Father Sun's chase 

brings him closer to the world's edge.

Aramel says, "Trying to define too much rarely gives consensus, but perhaps a basis we can agree on -

a world where the ravages of what has happened - and it's up to you to decide which of those you 

prioritize - are softened, grown over with new life. Whether touch of Soulless, touch of Taint..."

Aramel looks up at the setting sun, clearly remembering Brother Sun's maddened touch. "Not made to 

have never happened, since the world doesn't work that way, but made better, for all who live within 

the Basin."

Lehki Talnara says, "I asked the question not looking to define an answer, but to get people to 

think about."

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, 

spreading darkness across the land.

Arien purses her lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as she carefully gathers her thoughts.

Kerith stares off into space.

You have emoted: Selenity looks up in thought, a distant, pensive look on her face.

Deep in thought, Lehki leans his cheek on his hand.

Aloy glances askance.

A lithe young jungle lioness purrs harshly and stretches her paws out before her.

Lehki Talnara says, "Well, we've had a lot thoughts spoken!"

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "I guess, we could start with Lehki's question. 

Your future, the future of the Serynwode. What would it look like with your help?"

Across the heavens, the stars and moon challenge night's dark reign, revealing familiar 

constellations that tell the tales of myth and legend.

Unsurely, you ask, "Is this another rhetorical just-think-about-it question?"

"Ummmm," Lehki says uncertainly.

Arien's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Nae, it is more like. What do you want to see, 

what goals, what dreams."

You chew on your lip thoughtfully.

Selenity

You have emoted: Selenity looks to everyone, waiting to see who will speak first, if anyone. She 

holds her lyre to her lap, fidgeting with it a little.

"Heh heh heh" Lehki chuckles.

Kahekili quickly devours a platter filled with sunny side up eggs.

Kahekili consumes a vegetable kabob leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

Lehki exhales slowly, allowing a long fluid breath to creep from his lungs.

Lehki Talnara says, "Well, seems it's a difficult question to answer, people may need more time to 

dwell on it."

You say, "I... uhm..."

Arien nods her head in agreement.

You have emoted: Selenity trails off a little, blushing faintly. "I thought... maybe I have an 

answer... but... me, first... I don't... like to go first," she says lamely.

Lehki pats you in a friendly manner.

Lehki Talnara says, "Well, I'll be blunt about some of my goals, I guess."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Arien nods her head at Lehki, showing her acceptance.

You tilt your head and listen intently to Lehki.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Being blunt and honest is better than anythin' 

else."

Lehki Talnara says, "Perhaps these are not what I see for the Sowers, but just what I wish to shape 

the future towards."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "I really do wish to see an end to the cities, and the supremacy of Nature over 

the basin returning."

Lehki Talnara says, "That's the future I wish to sow with my actions. It's always in mymind."

Lehki Talnara says, "Wether that's through bringing them around to seeing the truth of the Spirits 

and the Nature, or just crushing them all."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Arien nods her head emphatically.

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.

It is now the 17th of Dvarsh, 472 years after the Coming of Estarra.

Ejderha takes a drink from a wooden vial fitted with an acorn cap.

Smiling faintly, Aramel says, "I didn't think that was a secret on your part, brother."

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

Lehki Talnara says, "Yeah I'm not really subtle about it."

A wry smile spreads across Kerith's face.

You say to Lehki, "Subtlety only has a place in surprising someone with a nice gift."

You nod your head enthusiastically.

Breaking his silence, Sparrow Longfellow says, "Sparrow thinks both ways are good. Remember, sowing 

seeds requires culling weeds too."

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Lehki nods his head at Sparrow Longfellow.

You nod your head at Sparrow Longfellow, showing your acceptance.

Sparrow Longfellow falls quiet once again, folding his arms beneath his mantle.

Ejderha nods his head at Sparrow Longfellow, showing his acceptance.

Arien beams broadly.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northwest.

Arien plucks at the quillweed, and slips it into her bird's nest hair next to an antler.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northwest.

Gathering her cloak comfortably around her, Aramel says, "My methods might differ, I think, and I 

too make no secret of which I prefer. In every city, there is a garden. The mortal heart stil years 

for green and growing things - and how better to fan that spark than through diplomacy, and 

engagement? In my dream, when we bring the last Seed, it will not be with blood, but with the 

welcome of a gift."

The light spread of cloud overhead fluffs up into sparse cotton bodies.

Lightly, Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says to Lehki, "Do you believe, as Sparrow says, that we can co-

exist in this fellowship of dreamers?"

Lehki Talnara says to Aramel, "Us two you mean? Yes, of course."

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Sometimes, my Wildeflower - Blood must be poured 

to the seed for growth. In peace there is growth, but it war also."

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says to Arien, "Peace with some, and war with others, has always been what 

we have done. It is folly, perhaps, to say peace with all, or war with all."

Arien nods her head enthusiastically.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Yes-yes."

Lehki Talnara says, "It's necessary to have both views present."

You have emoted: Looking to the three speaking, Selenity ponders aloud, "Maybe I am even more simple 

than I thought..."

Nowhere close to as quiet as she should be, Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf whispers, "I think Auntie 

Aramel and Uncle Lehki hate each other."

"Haha!" laughs Lehki.

Kerith twists a leaf between her thumb and forefinger, staring meditatively at it.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "That is why balance is important, for in the world 

of fae one tip of the scale would be too much."

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says to Aloy, "What do you think, little Brave?"

Hesitantly, Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "I have a thought... a question..."

Arien nods her head in agreement.

Ejderha tilts his head and listens intently to Kerith.

Kerith says, "Oh, sorry!" and tilts her head to listen to Aloy.

Aloy shakes her head.

Rootweir Aloy Strongleaf says, "Nothin'."

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says to Kerith, "It's okay, go ahead."

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

A haunting strix with lambent wings pulsing with muted light digs her talons into the ground and 

extends her wings to their fullest width, her unblinking eyes burning silver. She exhales and 

relaxes, her breath a silver mist that fades to nothing.

You tilt your head and listen intently to Kerith.

The sky lightens and stars fade as Father Sun approaches the horizon in his neverending quest to 

capture Mother Night.

Shyly, Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "I was only thinking, we seem to be talkin' a lot of what we 

want for the basin, but what about within our own forest?"

You nod your head at Kerith.

Arien nods her head in agreement.

Aloy offers Arien a weak smile and friendly hand squeeze.

Letting loose a farewell cry, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits off to the northeast.

A bit quietly, you say, "That's why I was wondering if perhaps I'm more simple than I thought, since 

there was talk of the Basin at large, and my goal and focus seemed much smaller..."

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "But you see, it is the forest that shall one day 

eclipse the Basin. But that is a good thought, Grand-...Granddaughter?"

Arien stares implacably at you.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says to you, "You didn't tell me about this one."

Kerith blushes furiously.

Arien gives a sugar crystal to Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw.

With a cheery laugh, you ask Arien, "Surprise?"

Kerith hides a grin behind her hand.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says to Arien, "Thank ye."

Soothingly, Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "It is a good question, little sweet 

thing."

A light smattering of clouds now covers the sky.

Lehki ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

Arien reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.

Arien tells you, "She looks like me!"

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "I guess I mean, how will it get to the point that it could do that? 

Personally, I have a vision for Serenwilde in the more immediate future, and I wondered if others 

did as well."

With a touch of eagerness, Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Can you share with us?"

You have emoted: Selenity's ears twitch as she gives Kerith her full attention.

Pressing her hands together before her, Arien bows her head and a golden glow suffuses the area 

around her solar plexus.

Kerith drops her gaze self-consciously, cheeks dark pink.

A lithe young jungle lioness purrs harshly and stretches her paws out before her.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "Well, we should think some more. I certianly have 

to."

Kerith fidgets with the leaf in her hand, murmuring, "Well, er, to put it verra simply, more peace 

and unity. That doesna mean we all think the same thing or go about things the same way, but..." She 

pauses, searching for the right words. "But that we respect each other's differences, and we have 

SOME common purpose and vision, and work together toward it, in whatever way we can do that as 

individuals."

Ejderha nods his head in agreement.

You nod your head at Kerith, showing your acceptance.

Kerith adds, softly, "I think only then can we be strong enough to reach the other goals, and lead 

the way for the Basin."

Aramel nods her head at Kerith, showing her acceptance.

Arien teeters up gracefully from her crossed legs, smiling to Kerith. "Yes-yes," she chimes softly. 

"I think Aramel's post is a good starting point, but I need more time to think about my own thoughts.

This is a bit early for the scheduled meeting anyway, isn't it?" She questions.

Lehki Talnara says, "I wasn't that."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "It was impromptu."

Lehki Talnara says, "I just felt like talking, so asked people if they wanted to."

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "And we'll have more."

Hopefully, Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "Right?"

Lehki Talnara says, "I'm not good with schedules."

Lehki peers about himself unscrupulously.

A peaceful smile on her lips, you say to Kerith, "My own goal is like that, little one. To see the 

Forest encourage each other to be their best. To take an active role in helping each other find 

their way to happiness and to reaching their own goals."

Aramel says to Kerith and Arien in agreement, "Certainly we can put -some- things off for the future.

I think that would be better for peace, as I was saying to my father a few months ago. And peace 

within ourselves does not appear to be optional."

You nod your head enthusiastically.

You say, "I bet we'll have lots more meetings."

Swiveling his head slowly, a mist-wreathed strix with muted wings enwreathed in coiling vapour fixes 

Arien with his enigmatic, unblinking gaze.

Kerith nods in agreement with you and then Aramel.

Arien blinks softly, her eyes settling upon a mist-wreathed strix with muted wings enwreathed in 

coiling vapour. "Yes, then it will give people who aren't here a chance to share," she says brightly.

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat laughingly says, "Oh, I wasn't talking about the meetings. I was talking 

about our final goals."

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "If I may?"

Kerith tilts her head and listens intently to Kahekili.

You tilt your head and listen intently to Kahekili.

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic sun's luminous presence 

as he climbs higher into the sky.

Aloy swivels her ears towards Kahekili, listening with rapt attention.

Argent moonlight pierces the blue glow of the Flame of dae'Seren upon Lehki, enshrouding him 

momentarily in a silver mantle.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "I think of one word through all this: Growth. I think we should build 

around that. Growth of self, the commune, how we interact with others, how we teach, how we learn."

cookie purchases while supplies last."

Kerith nods her head at Kahekili.

With a warning warble, a yellow-breasted song sparrow flits in from the northeast.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "Physical, mental and spiritual growth."

You nod your head in agreement.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "I have been told that our new guild system will allow us to begin 

difrerent paths. We should utilize them to our full advantage."

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

Kahekili consumes a platter filled with sunny side up eggs leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite.

Kahekili eats a vegetable kabob with obvious gusto.

Lehki nods his head emphatically.

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "Growth of belly too, in my case."

Kahekili shifts his eyes suspiciously from side to side.

Kerith grins mischievously at Kahekili.

Sioladoir Arien Myeras, of Winter's Hearth says, "I think I shall wander off too. Merry part."

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

Arien bursts into a column of pure moonfire that blazes out to the northeast, the air shimmering 

dangerously in her wake.

A mist-wreathed aura gradually fades from the surroundings as a regal strix drifts out to the 

northeast upon muted wings enwreathed in coiling vapour.

Dreamer Kerith Sweetpaw says, "I'm getting tired, myself."

Kahekili Bloodwolf says, "But aye, that was all I had."

Wildeflower Aramel Shevat says, "It may be a good time to adjourn, then."

Kerith smiles softly at Kahekili.

Rootweir Ejderha Strongleaf says, "Thank you everyone, for speaking your minds."

Selenity

@Lehki @Anita @Aramel @Kerith @Aloy @Ejderha @Kahekili @Arien @Gaeryn ... and any other Sowers I can't think of. Ta-da.

Lehki

Thanks for logging and posting that whole thing. It was a fun talk. When I called for people I honestly thought I'd just get a few to chat for a little while.

Selenity

Lehki said:

Thanks for logging and posting that whole thing. It was a fun talk. When I called for people I honestly thought I'd just get a few to chat for a little while.

No problem! Still trying to figure out how to make it a newspost... Maybe I shouldn't have volunteered for that part.