2011: A Wilde Veyda Appears

Xiran

Summary: Some time after Serenwilde had a successful engagement in Faethorn, Veyda runs around Serenwilde and gets in a fair bit of snark. All oratory points to him.

Part 1: Serenwilde Rejoices
Part 2: Bea Spots Veyda
Part 3: A Wilde Veyda Appears // the one with all the snark
Bonus?: Takari learns some things about Faethorn

Xiran

Part 1: Serenwilde Rejoices

{Xiran's scenting and checking who's around a lot.}
You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
You make out the scent of Saige coming from gathering chamber.
You make out the scent of Rika coming from tangled thicket.
You make out the scent of Hoernath coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Aoibhe coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Mirami coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Daera coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Turnus coming from a shallow hill.
You make out the scent of Aerys coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Bea coming from secluded grove by the river.
You make out the scent of Damion coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Ryylaet coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Sondayga coming from Moon River under a rope bridge.
You make out the scent of Lhaar coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Enyalida coming from Moon River under a rope bridge.

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Enyalida says, "They have up gravity."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Enyalida says, "I'll go back later."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Enyalida says, "Though there are another 4 or so that can be chopped."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Aerys says, "Sidd will have them carved by then."

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Ryylaet (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hoaracle's realm under attack. Do we have the numbers to fend them off?"
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Aerys (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Let them vent."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Aerys (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Their bodies have added much to the Lord's essence."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Ryylaet (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hm. Fair enough. Our offerings to Him likely far outweigh the damage they can do."

{to Ethereal}
Near the argent trunk of the Moonhart Mother Tree.
Mist shimmering like gossamer sheets of spun silver slowly drifts about the enormous Moonhart, leaving argent trails behind her swaying boughs and following the paths of white, snow-like pollen that drift down. Latent power from the tree charges the very air and gives the silver mist an ambient glow, creating halos around everything within sight. Awesome in its majesty, the upper foliage of the tree extends past the glowing skyline in exalted splendor that defies reality and reaches into the heavens above. Towering high above is the Moonhart Mother Tree, stretching her enormous branches heavenwards. There are 20 centaur hunters here. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. There are 10 frost hags here. There are 10 kephera nature warders here. Bursts of vibrant red light arc across the surface of the small shrine here, thorny roses wreathing its base. Covered in bone armour, a screech owl is here, surveying the surroundings. Trailing snow white tail feathers in his wake, an ethereal peacock glides through the air. Asmodea Kamau, Lady of the Bitter Frost stands here amidst a cloud of deathly cold mist. She wields the Icy Lyre of Winter's Fury in her left hand. Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius is here. She wields a menacing serrated platinum shortsword in each hand.
You see exits leading east and west.

You overhear Takari confiding in a frost hag how much she admires a frost hag's dazzling mental and physical skills.
A frost hag nods in agreement to Takari but avoids eye contact, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Takari nods her head at you.
You say, "Keep forgetting things."
You shift your eyes suspiciously from side to side.

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Aerys (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "They're so cute when they do this. Start clearing the other realms."

You say, "Time for pennyroyal tea."
Takari's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius says, "Like what?"Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius says, "You mean forgetting things like, the 30,000 gold you owe me?"
Takari tilts her head curiously at you.
You say, "Things to recharge, mainly."
You smile wryly at Takari.
Takari snaps her fingers.
Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius says, "Oh, well. It was worth trying."
You snicker softly to yourself.

You curtsey respectfully before Takari.
You place your hands on the Moonhart Mother Tree and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
The Moonhart Mother Tree.

Silvery moonlight sparkles in the air. Lovely coltsfoot carpets the forest floor. A sedge of galingale is firmly planted in the forest floor. Sprays of chervil cover the forest floor. A marjoram bush flourishes here, spreading its delicate scent. Singing a hauntingly beautiful melody, Miakoda, Maiden of the Moonhart, stands here. Towering high above is the Moonhart Mother Tree, stretching her enormous branches heavenwards. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. There are 4 fierce timberwolves here. There are 12 centaur hunters here. Hovering over a raised dais are two silver arrows, their long shafts crossed with the points aimed skywards. A striped badger is here, licking its paws. There are 3 armoured badgers here. There are 3 armoured owls here. A moon maiden floats here, her form swathed in glowing cloth. Watching you warily, a silver-furred vixen sniffs the air. A mature oak tree stands proudly here. An elfen guard strolls here, alert and vigilant. There are 10 kephera nature warders here. Covered in bone armour, watching you warily, a silver-furred vixen sniffs the air. An illustrated canvas hangs in the air here, supported by silvery ribbons. There are 2 origami pentacle stars here. There are 5 sparkling orchid packages here. There are 4 packages of delicate origami bluebells here. A painting of Miakoda, Maiden of the Moonhart has been thrown on the ground here. A metal bucket is here. In the shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. A package of origami tea has been left here to stew. There are 4 paths twisting every which way here. A pixie hovers in the air, fluttering about on tiny wings. Serenguard Hoernath Tarsuhl is here. Bea is here, pondering thoughtfully. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand. Glimmer of Moondust, Damion Starleaf is here. He wields an athame dagger in his left hand. Ryylaet Talnara, the Taskmaster is here, shrouded. He wields a tree-emblazoned heater shield in his left hand and an athame dagger in his right. Just Justalyne, of Questionable Wisdom is here, shrouded. She wields an athame dagger in her left hand.
You see exits leading north, south, through a vined stairway, through a path twisting every which way, through a path twisting every which way, through a path twisting every which way, and through a path twisting every which way.

"What the...?" says Ryylaet, looking puzzled.
You perform a graceful curtsey.
You tilt your head curiously at Ryylaet.
Ryylaet Talnara, the Taskmaster says, "Did someone make like.. four paths here?"

A centaur hunter says, "I am watching you, Aloysha."
Aloysha gives the world a smart salute.
Ryylaet flashes Aloysha a joyous smile.
Leftenant Aloysha La'Saet, BTS says, "How are things here in the Serenwilde?"
Ryylaet Talnara, the Taskmaster says, "Pretty okay."
Ryylaet Talnara, the Taskmaster says, "Just the regular noise of the Gloomers."
Ryylaet Talnara, the Taskmaster says, "Nothing special."
Aloysha nods his head emphatically.

You perform a graceful curtsey.

{Off to do shopkeeping stuff--wait what.}

Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder Winter (Female Faeling).
She is 174 years old, having been born on the 6th of Juliary, 130 years after the Coming of Estarra.
She is ranked 284th in Lusternia.
She is an extremely credible character.
She is a Forest Warden in the Free Collective of Serenwilde.
She is the High Wisdom of the Moon Coven in the Moondancers.

{Huh.}
{Recharging stuff. More scenting. Wow, Xiran.}

(Serenwilde): Everiine says, "Hail, Seren."
(Serenwilde): Mirami (from the Realm of the Bloom of Serenity) says, "Hello there, Great Chieftain! We bear great news!"
(Serenwilde): You say, "Greetings Everiine."
(Serenwilde): Everiine says, "We do?"
(Serenwilde): Mirami (from the Realm of the Bloom of Serenity) says, "This day, we have felled many of the Glomdoring in Faethorn, pushing them all the way back across their archway!"
(Serenwilde): Mirami (from the Realm of the Bloom of Serenity) says, "And this night, several bold members made a foray into Glomdoring's Dark Heart, chopping six of their beloved Elder Ravenwood trees."

A bridge of branches over the road.
The staccato sounds of branch hitting branch indicates a war shrine of Hoaracle nearby. Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. Branches intertwined and braided one over the other form a sturdy trellised covering high above the Alabaster Highway. Far beneath, white cobbled stones and lush green grasses peek through the verdant leaves and budding flowers. Small tree dwelling animals have become accustomed to this new addition, having created nests of twigs and leaves randomly spaced through the forest's new treetops. Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf is here. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand.
You see exits leading northeast, southwest, northwest, and down.

You hear a rustling and turn to see Bea emerging from the undergrowth.
You perform a graceful curtsey.
Bea puts her hands on her hips and goes "Hmmm!"
Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "Hi!"
Bea waves goodbye.
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
Bea vanishes before your eyes, scattered by the forest breeze.

{flies to the Silver Weald, Lady Lisaera's realm}
Fragrant mists.
A mature birch tree stands proudly here. Dancing on flickering silver wings, a wispy mist sylph floats here with a mysterious smile. Junior Fellow Sondayga Zayah, M.TS is here, shrouded. He wields an onyx void blaster in his left hand and an athame dagger in his right. Orbiting around his head are several spinning crystals.
You see exits leading north, southeast, and southwest.

A mist sylph turns her large, bright eyes toward you.
Comprehension flashes across your face.

Sondayga compliments a mist sylph on her outstanding intellect and physique.
A mist sylph laughs and blushes, giving Sondayga a friendly nudge.

Sondayga nods his head emphatically.

You give a mist sylph a compassionate hug.
A mist sylph smiles slowly at you as she hides deeper in her tresses.

Rivius has been destroyed by the excorable force of Lothringen.
You see the death occur at between two doors.
"Erk!" you say with a grimace.
(Serenwilde): You say, "Rivius down where?"
{zip zip}
(Serenwilde): Lhaar says, "Elostian's realm."

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
You shed faeling form and flow as a spirit through the verdant leaves, embracing the physical once more and arrive at the Moonhart Mother Tree.
The Moonhart Mother Tree.
Serenguard Hoernath Tarsuhl is here. Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf is here. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand. Lhaar is here, shrouded. He wields a mahogany lute in his left hand. Serenguard Rivius Tarsuhl is here. He wields a loboshigaru rapier in tribute to Volkh's spirit in his left hand and a loboshigaru rapier in tribute to Loboshi's courage in his right. Zephyr Scax Zayah is here, shrouded. He wields a delicate crystal staff in his left hand and a glacial platinum tower shield in his right. Glimmer of Moondust, Damion Starleaf is here. He wields an athame dagger in his left hand.

Rivius mutters and traces a glowing circle before him. He steps through the circle and suddenly vanishes from sight.
(Serenwilde): Lhaar says, "He's up."
You stick your tongue out and say 'Ack.'
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): {stuff}
You briefly touch two fingers to Rivius's forehead, and shift your healing blood aura to him.
"By Hoaracle!" Rivius profanes.

A deathly cold wind sweeps through, causing your very breath to begin to freeze as Asmodea enters from the up.
Warmth returns to your extremities as Asmodea glides out to the south, a chill wind leaving frost in her wake.

Enyalida's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Enyalida pats a black crow's feather in a friendly manner.
The sound of pixies giggling tinkles from the branches above as tiny hands reach out and grab a black crow's feather.
Comprehension flashes across your face.
The sound of pixies giggling tinkles from the branches above as tiny hands reach out and grab a black crow's feather.
The sound of pixies giggling tinkles from the branches above as tiny hands reach out and grab a black crow's feather.
You say, "Oh my."

Tandus arrives, following Serenguard Fayrin Stormcrow.
Tandus leaves, following Serenguard Fayrin Stormcrow.

Lehki enters from the up, emanating an aura of immense power.
A kephera nature warder touches his headdress in salute towards Lehki.
Lehki lays his hands upon the Moonhart Mother Tree. The air around him sparkles and fills with a thrumming buzz.
Utterly entranced, you emit a long "Ooooh."

You place your hands on the Moonhart Mother Tree and find the link to the ethereal plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.

Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder (Near the argent trunk of the Moon)
Keeper Zilias Ysav'rai of the Blackened (Twisting pathway into the wyrden )

You pick up 2 iridescent spores.

From the trees around you, squirrels begin to chitter in a mad cacophony.
Vines sinuously entwine around tree limbs like leafy snakes.
Tiny red mushrooms spring out from the forest floor and on the trunks of the trees.

{Tending to Fae. It's fine. There's so many people around.}

(Serenwilde): Lhaar (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Alright, the hunt is reassembling, board the aetherfoal if you're coming."
(Serenwilde): Lhaar (from the Aetherways) says, "We have modules still open for those who want to come."
(Serenwilde): Lhaar (from the Aetherways) says, "Currently we have collectors open, but we'll probably be out for a while."
(Serenwilde): Ryylaet (from the Aetherways) says, "Sounds good."

Xiran

Part 2: Bea Spots Veyda

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Bea (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Veyda is around..."

You step into a flowering archway and are whisked to the Serenwilde.

Penumbra Vumiri, Watcher of Shadows     (Among the twilight trees)
Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder (Amid flowering green)

{move}
You place your hands on the Moonhart Mother Tree and find the link to the prime material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
The Moonhart Mother Tree.
A centaur hunter says, "Hail, wildeling."

You raise a palm in the air and try to heal Bea from afar.
Bea is:
Bea currently has 3920 out of 3686 health.
Bea has 0 afflictions.

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.

You make out the scent of Lehki coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Justalyne coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Everiine coming from grasses beside Moon River.
You make out the scent of Rika coming from tangled thicket.
You make out the scent of Barrin coming from small hill in Northern Serenwilde.
You make out the scent of Manakhtuf coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Bea coming from continuing through sloping pinewoods.

{succor}
Veyda is:
Barrin currently has 4051 out of 3964 health.
an insomniac.
Barrin has 1 affliction.

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "He must be skunked. I can succor but not scent him."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Bea says, "He entered my demesne and then left so I'm not sure if he's still here."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "AH! He's wearing Barrin as a mask!"

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Barrin.
You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Veyda.

In the trees above beneath the oak trees.
Barrin is here, shrouded.
You see exits leading north, northeast, west, and northwest.

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

In the trees above beneath the oak trees.
Narrow trails, formed of clumps of grass, soil and leaves, twist and turn their way between the mighty oaks. Bushes, some bearing fruit, others fragrant and fresh, clump together between the trees, interspersed with light green saplings. The sounds of chirping birds, and the occasional rustling of bushes, demonstrate the life that fills this forest.
You see exits leading north, northeast, west, and northwest.

{move, scent, move!}
(Serenwilde): You say, "Veyda in the Wilde, masked as Barrin."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Everiine says, "Mairim knows Veyda is around but can't quite locate the scent."

{move, scent, move!}
(Serenwilde): You say, "Gone."
You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.

Sloping down into a wet gully.
Soothing shades of blue light shimmer through the air, cast from a healing shrine of Maylea nearby. A sedge of galingale is firmly planted in the forest floor. Sprays of chervil cover the forest floor. A marjoram bush flourishes here, spreading its delicate scent. A mature oak tree stands proudly here. Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. A small red squirrel with a bushy tail looks at you with big brown eyes. Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf is here. She wields a mystic cudgel in her left hand.
You see exits leading east, southwest, and northwest.

Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "Hello."
You curtsey respectfully before Bea.
Bea's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
You say, "Didn't hear any trees fall?"
Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "I had forgotten about scent."
Bea shakes her head.
You chew on your lip thoughtfully.
You say, "It's a good thing you had the demesne up."
Bea nods her head emphatically.
Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf says, "Just following Enyalida's orders."
Utterly entranced, you emit a long "Ooooh."
You say, "I'll go keep an eye on Ethereal."
You thank Bea profusely.

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
You make out the scent of Lehki coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Rika coming from tangled thicket.
You make out the scent of Everiine coming from grasses beside Moon River.
You make out the scent of Bea coming from sloping down into a wet gully.
You make out the scent of Justalyne coming from a dusty path.
You make out the scent of Veyda coming from branching trails.
You make out the scent of Jhuliah coming from outer circle.
You make out the scent of Lyethal coming from atop an oak.

Bea waves goodbye.
(Serenwilde): You say, "Veyda in."

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Veyda.
The moonbeam disappears.
{move, scent, move! apparently Xiran knew the forest enough by room titles because}
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Approaching arboretum."
{loping along, passing and being passed by Everiine}
(Serenwilde): Everiine says, "Is he in the trees or underground? Mairim can't seem to home in on the scent."

{move, scent, move to the Hills}
Waving good-bye, a centaur colt bolts off to the northeast.
(Serenwilde): You say, "He was in the trees when I beamed to him last."

*********************[ THE FREE COLLECTIVE OF SERENWILDE ]********************

Commune Member       Rank                 Position                  CT   
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Lehki                Forest Warden        Commune Aide              On
Everiine             Guardian of the Sere Moonhart Circle           On
Lyethal              Ward                                           On
Justalyne            Gardener                                       On
Bea                  Forest Warden                                  On
Xiran                Forest Warden                                  On
Rika                 Guardian of the Sere Moonhart Circle           On
*******************************************************************************
Currently, there are 7 Commune Members on this Plane and 16 on other Planes

By the power of The Nine!

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.

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Bea says, "As Barrin now.."
You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
You make out the scent of Lehki coming from the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You make out the scent of Rika coming from tangled thicket.
You make out the scent of Lyethal coming from atop an oak.
You make out the scent of Everiine coming from before an iron gate.
You make out the scent of Bea coming from sloping down into a wet gully.
You make out the scent of Barrin coming from beneath creaking boughs.
You make out the scent of Justalyne coming from above a small ridge.

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "It seems the aethercrew didn't planarbond."

{scent, check who, try to be annoying by curing insomnia}
You raise a palm in the air and try to cure Barrin from afar.
Veyda is:
Barrin currently has 4051 out of 3964 health.
an insomniac.
Barrin has 1 affliction.

HEALING - NEUROSIS
Syntax: CURE <target> NEUROSIS

Cure many neurotic tendencies, including impatience, insomnia, loneliness, shyness, anorexia and masochism.

{move, scent, move}

Flowing beneath a wooden overpass.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. Great Chieftain Everiine Silverwolf, Centaur Brother is here. He wields a silver Warrior Spirit rapier in each hand.

Xiran

{move, scent, move}
Bea tells you, "Do we do nothing then?"
You tell Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf, "We hunt him down."
Bea tells you, "Oh."

(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Everiine says, "Unless someone locks him down, I'm afraid I can't catch him."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Grr. He vanished again."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Enyalida (from the Aetherways) says, "What is happening?"
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Veyda in the Wilde."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Masked as Barrin."
You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "Back in."

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Barrin.
You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Veyda.

Serenwilde by the road.
Leading deep into the forest, a tangled path twists every which way here. Barrin is here, sprawled on the ground.
You see exits leading south, northwest, and through a path twisting every which way.

Barrin tumbles out to the south.

Alabaster Road through the Serenwilde. (road).
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. Barrin is here, sprawled on the ground.
You see exits leading north, east, and west.

{something else must have entangled him, because I just have syntax issues}
Nothing can be seen here by that name.
Barrin has writhed free of his entanglement.

Avechna whispers in your mind an inquiry about whether you wish first to declare aggressions.
Barrin flashes you a joyous smile.
You declare your intent to bear arms against Veyda.
Nothing can be seen here by that name.
Your heart thumps as you gaze at Barrin with love and adoration.
You glare angrily at Barrin.
Barrin pats you in a friendly manner.
You say, "Away with you."
{scenting and checking who for reinforcements}
Barrin says, "Just looking for a few leaves, for cuttings."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "On the road with me."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): You say, "He's looking for trees to cut he says."
Barrin says, "My forest is suddenly missing some trees, you see, so even inferior stock would help regrow."
Xiran's eyes narrow.
Barrin quickly dusts himself off.
You say, "I'm sure you have some perfectly pristine cuttings on Mother Night's Abode."
(Serenwilde Elite Guard): Bea says, "Shouldn't find any."

Takari arrives from the east.
Takari puts her hands on her hips and goes "Hmmm!"
Takari stumbles and pokes herself in the eye.
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "It's Veyda."
Takari blinks.
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "He wears Barrin as a mask."

Hands going to his hips, Barrin says, "Hmm. I suppose. Should we be wary of your friends coming to ravage there as well?"
Barrin says, "Perhaps they're hoping to grow some new villages from the lumber, or awaken stronger fae."
Hand still on her athame, you say, "Perhaps."

Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius says, "Barrin's not here."
Takari tells you, "Is that bad?"
You point accusingly at Barrin.
Barrin flashes Takari a joyous smile.
You say, "That's Veyda."
The face of Barrin quivers and reveals itself to be the face of Veyda.
You growl menacingly.
Takari creases her brow in a frown.
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "He is an enemy of the Wilde."

Alabaster Road through the Serenwilde. (road).
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. Loose, white stones pave the road in a carpet of glittering snowy rocks that stretches through hill, forest and plain. While many of the stones have been ground to a fine powder by an age of heavy travel, most still retain their shape. The road winds through the Serenwilde Forest, her towering verdant trees crowding on either side in welcome or perhaps in warning. Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius is here. She wields a menacing serrated platinum shortsword in each hand. Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici is here, sprawled on the ground. He wields a scaly, blackened claw in each hand.

Takari tells you, "He shouldn't be here then right?"
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Unfortunately, we can't do much while on the road."
Hands spreading, Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "I'm just saying, I understand your pain."
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "To live in a collective not ready for war in a world full of it."
Lightly-tinted viridian clouds scuttle across the firmament, arduously progressing across the sky before dispersing into wisps of fluff.
Takari tells you, "Oh."
Xiran's brows furrow.

Takari leaves to the east.
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Can you check on Ethereal Serenwilde? I fear he is a distraction."
{Bea passes through}

You peer at Veyda unscrupulously.
Veyda stands up and stretches his arms out wide.
Veyda stretches languidly.
You say, "The Glomdoring has changed."
You say, "I doubt it can claim to be so unprepared now."
Smiling, Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "And survived, and thrived, and grown."

Your declaration of intent to bear arms against Veyda has expired.
Xiran tilts her head.
As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, spreading darkness across the land.

Takari tells you, "What am I checking for..."
You tell Unblooded Takari,

Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "While the Serenwilde has been slowly grinding down to painted ash."
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "There's something to be learned from such, no?"
Raising an eyebrow, you say, "I would say the recent fight in Faethorn suggests otherwise."
Waving the words away with a hand, Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "A tiny rapid in a river that has flowed in only one direction."

You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Many thanks."
Bea tells you, "Everything ok?"
You tell Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf, "Aye. Although I keep thinking he's a distraction."
Takari tells you, "Can I hunt here?"
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Only the Ethereal opossums, stags, and peacocks."
Bea tells you, "We dont' have enough druids to cover all of the entrances...Veyda found one readily enough."
You blink.

You cease wielding an athame dagger in your right hand.
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici cocks a brow in silent query.
Wearily, you say, "What are you trying to say?"

You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Careful. They can hurt. You might want to try working up from opossums."
Takari tells you, "I am loboshigaru."
Takari tells you, "'Hurt' is relative."
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "Heh."

Smiling, Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "That I care for nature, from the smallest of our fae cousins to the Tree of Trees."
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "And that it is becoming more clear by the month that Glomdoring and the Wyrd are all that remains to save all of these ancient wonders."

Across the heavens, the stars and moon challenge night's dark reign, revealing familiar constellations that tell the tales of myth and legend.
You say, "If you mean by martial prowess, I would laugh, for that is certainly not true."
Smile fading into a smirk, Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "Strange to some eyes, perhaps, that the Merciless Forest proves the better nurturer, but the facts bear it out."
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "More power. More villages. More culture. More relevance to the great struggles of our world."
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "For certain, there are individuals of both collectives who break with the trends."
You blink.
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "But it is the collective that counts, and one is growing while the other slowly stagnates."

Today is the 11th of Juliary, 304 years after the Coming of Estarra. The phase of the moon is the Waxing Gibbous.
In your world it is Friday, the 2nd of September, in the year 2011

You say, "I shall confess to being a simple person if you might make yourself plain."
Xiran tilts her head.
Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici says, "Simply encouraging you to move beyond the rationalizations of your people and consider where your service might best help nature."
Veyda doffs a wyrden fedora hat adorned with hemlock needles cordially.
Xiran blinks owlishly.

{Veyda's not moving. Xiran feels summarily dismissed.}
You begin to flap your wings powerfully and rise quickly up into the firmament.
Flying above Alabaster Road through the Serenwilde.

You tell Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici, "My uses are few. I doubt a resurgem coven would assist your people."

Flying above the Moonhart Mother Tree.
You see exits leading north and south.
You begin to descend, the wind whistling past you as the earth draws ever closer. You land easily, back on the ground again.
Harmonies resonate at the edge of hearing, recalling a martial melody.

Veyda tells you, "I suppose I trust Synl enough to not spend so much attention on a useless person."

{who check}
You tell Druidess of the Wilde, Bea Starleaf, "He's returned to his Commune."

Takari tells you, "The corpses keep disappearing..."
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "That is natural."
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "The essence is to be put in Mother."
Takari tells you, "Oh. So no gold for hunting here?"
You tell Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius, "I have seen gold, but it is mainly for essence we hunt these gifts from the Fae."
Takari tells you, "Oh."

You perform a graceful curtsey.
Bea flashes you a joyous smile.
{to Ethereal}

You tell Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici, "I. We."
Veyda tells you, "Mhmm?"
You tell Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici, "Apologies. A young one had questions."
You tell Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici, "Perhaps Synl knows of uses I do not then."

Xiran

-l Veyda
He is a nimble faeling and wrapped tightly with shadow, darkness coiling and crawling around him in a dozen swarming veils. Ruddy earthen colors gleam darkly from behind the lingering eclipse of his skin, the glimpses of occulted tattoos and ancient-looking charms lining his sinewy silhouette with thorned and curling catches and turns that make him hard for the eye to follow. Cutting through the thin mauve mists that trail away from his edges and corners, his waves of oily, ashen hair and his thick, brindled beard seem like a ship's driftwood prow, with the brooding features and broad angles of his face forming a fevered figurehead. Amidst this drab and darkened frame his eyes fester with a wan light, sharp ocher sparks fading into sunken pools run through with bloodshot, the twisting red lines seeming to trace the aftermath of long-expired conflicts. He has the eerily languid grace and poise of a predator, leaving his presence reeking with pale menace. He is wearing a wyrden fedora hat adorned with hemlock needles, a satchel of golden fixings in the votary of Scorpion, a set of prayer beads representing the Nekotai Idols, a spider ring of subtle manipulation, a scorpion ring of primeval ferocity, a wasp ring of honed cruelty, a tribal wyrden battle cape, a silver-edged stole of savage shadows, a chitin-like belt of ruby shards, gleaming crystal boots, a thick cloak of forestal hues, a vibrant silken shawl depicting a mysterious assembly, wispy phantom robes, a hemlock bracelet of the wasp, an elegant silver and sapphire bracelet, an etched garnet ring, a thin diamond band, a moonstone and garnet ring, a beetle ring of clever ingenuity, a thin jade band and 2 scorpion emblazoned scabbards.

Amanuensis Veyda d'Illici (Male Faeling).
He is 188 years old, having been born on the 23rd of Dioni, 116 years after the Coming of Estarra.
He is ranked 571st in Lusternia.
He is an extremely credible character.
He holds the position of a Tender of the Swarms in the Nekotai.
He holds the position of Guild Archivist in the Nekotai.
He is an Ethereal Wanderer in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is an enemy of your commune.
He is an enemy of your guild.
He is a graduate of the Shadowmaze (honours).
He is a member of the clan called 'Clockwork Craftwork Artisan Cartel.'
He is a member of the clan called 'Something Monkish.'
He is a mentor and able to take on proteges.
His motto: 'I love those who hold back not one drop of spirit.'
He is deemed an Apprentice by the Bardic Council of Vesteran Honours.
He is accounted Talespinner among literary writers.
He is considered to be approximately 210% of your might.
He is a second generation member of the d'Illici family.
See HONOURS FULL VEYDA to view his 6 special honours.

Unblooded Takari, Keep of Rivius (Female Loboshigaru).
She is 16 years old, having been born on the 2nd of Klangiary, 288 years after the Coming of Estarra.
She is ranked 822nd in Lusternia.
She is an extremely credible character.
She is a Ward in the Free Collective of Serenwilde.
She is an Itinerant Traveler in the Fellowship of Explorers.
She is a graduate of the Ancestral Glade of the Moonharts (honours).
Her warcry: 'You know nothing of Fury!'
She is considered to be approximately 15% of your might.
She is not currently active in any family.
See HONOURS FULL TAKARI to view her 2 special honours.

Silver Font, Xiran L'Eternae, of Wilder Winter (Female Faeling).
She is 174 years old, having been born on the 6th of Juliary, 130 years after the Coming of Estarra.
She is ranked 284th in Lusternia.
She is an extremely credible character.
She is a Forest Warden in the Free Collective of Serenwilde.
She is the High Wisdom of the Moon Coven in the Moondancers.
She is a Greywalker in the Ancestral Glade of the Moonharts.
She is a Walker of Lost Lands in the Fellowship of Explorers.
She is a seeker of the third way in the Divine Order of Auseklis, the First Wanderer.
She is a graduate of the Ancestral Glade of the Moonharts (honours).
She is a member of the clan called 'The Talnaras.'
She is a member of the clan called 'Voices of the Moonhart.'
She is the clan head of the clan called 'Tailors of the Moon.'
She is the clan head of the clan called 'The Coven of the Moon.'
She is a member of the clan called 'Serenwilde Elite Guard.'
She is a member of the clan called 'The An'Taithe.'
She is a member of the clan called 'The L'Eternae Brood.'
She is a member of the clan called 'The Moonhart Circle.'
She is a member of the clan called 'Seren Literary and Cultural Society.'
She is a member of the clan called 'Little Bear Tailoring.'
She is a mentor and able to take on proteges.
Her motto: 'Not little.'
She is deemed a Sketcher by the Artisanal Council of Vesteran Honours.
She is considered to be approximately equal to your might.
She has been engaged to be married to Synl Stormcrow for 409 months.
She is a first generation member of the L'Eternae family.
See HONOURS FULL XIRAN to view her 7 special honours.