2023-07-11 - Icemule Trace Town Council Moderated Debate (log)

This is a log of the 5123 Town Councillor Debates as captured from the viewpoint of Aliashyrah.

• Editor's note. I had to remove a lot of the eating and drinking or this log would have been too large. Just imagine that most people were drinking and eating throughout.

Lithyia Introduces the Debate

[Clovertooth, Auditorium - 29536] (u4043075)

Raw cedar timbers perfume the air, comprising the walls of the expansive hall. Living evergreen boughs contrast frame the southern entrance, brightly illuminated by faceted glimaerstone orbs set high into the ceiling. The light scatters over a few dozen rows of comfortably padded seats and rugs covering parts of the polished floor. A central aisle delineated by a quartet of braziers leads toward an expansive cedar and pine stage framed by silver-trimmed blue curtains. You also see the bloodstained Queatus disk with scuffed and dented sides, the diamond-crusted Jastalyn disk, the Randsford disk and the Yardie disk.

Also here: Hadya, Commodore Jaysehn, Wolfloner who is sitting, Missoni who is sitting, Magnasco who is sitting, Bakarus, Roelon who is sitting, Preservationist Perigourd, Dildelgun who is sitting, Lady Aliashyrah, Lord Sorlu who is sitting, Queatus who is sitting, Chatelaine Traiva who is sitting, Trisscar, Lodestar Kobane who is sitting, Lord Randsford, Jastalyn who is sitting, Seneschal Dendum, Draelor, Blade Yardie, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Grutak, Lilanna who is sitting, Chronicler Falvicar who is sitting, Lady Opalina who is sitting

Lilanna grins.

Jastalyn grins.

Dendum comes marching up to you and gives you a crisp salute.

Dildelgun just arrived.

Lilanna puts on a faceted blue sapphire cloakpin.

Dildelgun pants.

Dildelgun pants.

Straightening your back, you give a formal, low curtsy to Dendum. In time with your greater movement, you incline your head as well in a brief nod in his direction.

You smile.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Dildelgun!

Dildelgun walks toward Lithyia.

You critically eye Dildelgun for a moment, rapidly reaching the conclusion that you are undoubtedly the more knowledgeable, educated party.

Traiva accepts Jastalyn's sapphire cloakpin.

Lithyia smiles at Dildelgun.

Speaking raspily to Lithyia, Dildelgun exclaims, "Hey there. Here ya go!"

Traiva offers Jastalyn a faceted blue sapphire cloakpin.

Preservationist Perigourd just arrived.

Jastalyn accepts Traiva's sapphire cloakpin.

Dildelgun offers Lithyia a silver-gilt icy blue envelope.

Jastalyn grins.

Lithyia says, "Hi Dil."

Lithyia accepts Dildelgun's icy blue envelope.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Lithyia tears open her icy blue envelope and pulls a nondescript scarlet notecard from within.

Jastalyn giggles.

Jastalyn nods.

Traiva rests a gentle hand on Jastalyn's arm.

Speaking playfully to Lithyia, you correct, "Diddle."

Dildelgun grins crookedly.

Queatus nods to Perigourd in greeting.

Dildelgun bows.

Lithyia giggles at you.

Dildelgun turns around.

Dildelgun bows.

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Randsford bows to Traiva.

Perigourd turns toward Queatus and renders a sharp hand salute.

Jastalyn waves to Perigourd.

Lithyia opens her folded notecard.

Dildelgun sits down.

Traiva flutters her wings at Randsford.

Perigourd bows to Jastalyn.

Traiva smiles at Randsford.

Lithyia nods.

Trisscar coughs.

Sorlu smiles at Trisscar.

Speaking warmly to Randsford, Traiva says, "Good evening."

Randsford smiles at Traiva.

You see Mistress Lithyia Medeea the Gossip.

She appears to be a Human from Allace.

She is shorter than average. She appears to be in the prime of life. She has long-lashed chestnut brown eyes and olive skin. She has long, meticulously kept deep brown hair parted to the side and pinned back with a blonde tortoiseshell haircomb inset with tiny matte teal turquoise. She has an angular face and high cheekbones. Her rounded nails are brushed with shiny coral pink lacquer with minute white opal dots.

She has a tiny pave diamond stud in her right nostril, a trio of small spiral seashells peeking out of the sand tattooed on her ankle, a tattooed symbol of Niima on her wrist, and a trio of walrus ivory rings adorned with intricate scrimshaw in the ridges of both her ears.

She is holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her right hand.

She is wearing an elaborate multi-tiered necklace of matte teal turquoise beads, a patinated silver locket, a cream tea-length gown draped in tiny turquoise glass bead tassels, a set of carved mother-of-pearl bangles, a petite silver signet ring, and a pair of cream lace-trimmed slippers.

Lithyia recites:

   "Welcome everyone to the debates!"

Trisscar quietly apologizes, "I might not be too talkative, sorry."

Randsford nods to Traiva in greeting.

Trisscar tilts her head toward Lithyia, examining her intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Opalina tilts her head and tosses an inviting wink in Falvicar's direction.

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Sorlu applauds.

Opalina heartily says, "Good evening Sorlu."

Traiva smiles at Jastalyn.

Lithyia recites:

   "I do not think I need to introduce myself as most of you know me but if you dont... you're probably lucky!"

With straightened posture and a firm chin, Sorlu presents himself to Opalina with a short, courteous bow.

Falvicar gibbers incoherently.

Lithyia giggles.

Opalina turns to Lithyia and cheers!

Sorlu begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Randsford winks at Traiva.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement from Lithyia.

Dildelgun cackles at Lithyia!

Falvicar snickers at Opalina.

Traiva begins chuckling at Randsford!

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Lithyia recites:

   "Everyone please have a seat!  I have just received the questions for this evening and am reviewing them!"

Randsford grins.

Lithyia giggles at Queatus.

Roelon pulls the folds of his black woolen kilt more tightly around his waist.

Opalina heartily says, "Wait .."

Lithyia recites:

   "I would like to mention a few things before we begin..."

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Opalina's direction.

Lithyia asks, "Yes Opalina?"

Opalina heartily asks, "Where did the questions come from?"

Lithyia mutters dong.

Falvicar whispers something to Opalina.

Sorlu turns an inquisitive ear toward Lithyia.

Lithyia says, "I will address all that in a moment."

Lithyia nods.

You select an available padded seat and make your way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Lithyia exclaims, "Patience!"

Randsford glances at Roelon.

Randsford nods to Roelon in greeting.

Opalina hugs Roelon, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Roelon nods to Randsford in greeting.

Opalina gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Roelon hugs Opalina, who wraps him in a warm embrace.

Falvicar hugs Roelon.

Bakarus just arrived.

Bakarus glances around the room.

Opalina curtsies to Bakarus.

Roelon gives Falvicar a friendly hug.

Bakarus nods respectfully.

Roelon nods at Bakarus.

Lithyia recites:

   "Everyone please have a seat!"

Randsford stares at Bakarus.

Grutak and Perigourd bash their forearms in greeting.

Opalina babbles something unintelligible.

Falvicar sits down next to Opalina.

Speaking to Sorlu, you whisper aloud, "I think she means it."

Opalina selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Bakarus grins at Jastalyn.

Perigourd turns toward Grutak and renders a sharp hand salute.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Sorlu pulls his Nalfein-styled cane up under his arm, clutching it like a riding crop.

Sorlu selects an available padded seat and makes his way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

You fold your hands in your lap.

Lithyia recites:

   "I have just received the questions from Diddle.  I want to point out that I did not write these and am seeing them for the first time right now so please do not kill me if you do not like the questions I ask you!"

Lithyia giggles.

Randsford shrugs at Roelon.

Roelon chuckles.

Dildelgun nods enthusiastically!

You gaze in amusement at Lithyia.

Lilanna asks, "What's a diddle?"

Lithyia points at Dildelgun.

You raise an eyebrow in Dildelgun's direction.

Speaking to Grutak, Lilanna says, "Shut it..."

Roelon surveys the area.

Lithyia says, "That is a Diddle."

Roelon selects an available padded seat and makes his way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Grutak asks, "Where did Diddle get them from?"

Lithyia points at Dildelgun.

Jastalyn ponders.

Lithyia says, "You have to ask Diddle."

Speaking raspily to Lilanna, Dildelgun exclaims, "A me!"

You see Dildelgun.

He appears to be a Paradis Halfling.

He is tiny. He appears to be very young. He has beady dark eyes and sallow skin. He has raggedly cut, greasy jet black hair. He has a pinched face, a hooked nose and a pronounced overbite.

He is wearing a lace-accented silk hat adorned with a gold-tipped saffron plume, a crescent platinum torc ending in shadowglass-eyed rat heads, an ill-fitting saffron formal coat with split tails that drag along the ground, a pair of epaulettes set with thread-of-gold fringes, an enameled penguin chick brooch, a black leather satchel clasped with an onyx eye, a brushed onyx-on-ivory tartan tote, an iridescent lavender and ivory silk backpack, a grey silk pearl-buttoned shirt embellished with a jade-traced black rose design, an elegant golden belt, a golden silk sack, a leather-lined sturdy mahogany kit, and some jade ramie calf-length breeches embellished with a black rose petal design.

Opalina agrees with Grutak.

Dildelgun raspily mutters, "But that ain't my name."

Lilanna looks thoughtfully at Dildelgun.

Lithyia grins at Jastalyn.

Lilanna says, "Huh."

Speaking to Dildelgun, Grutak asks, "Where did you get them from?"

Speaking to Yardie, Draelor says, "See? You just have to ask them not to kill you."

Dendum says, "Sounds correct."

Speaking to Dildelgun, you say, "You should really just accept it."

Falvicar whispers something to Opalina.

Falvicar snickers to himself.

Bakarus whispers something to Kobane.

Speaking raspily to Grutak, Dildelgun says, "The people."

Dildelgun nods at Grutak.

Opalina heartily says, "Wonderful."

Dildelgun grins at you.

Bakarus nods at Perigourd.

Falvicar grins impishly at Opalina.

Lithyia recites:

   "I will be asking each of the candidates two questions tonight.  We'll do them in two rounds.  I have brought my talking stick with me as well.  Please do not answer until you have the stick in your hands!"

Speaking softly to Dildelgun, Traiva asks, "What is your proper name?"

Speaking raspily to you, Dildelgun says, "If ya like it."

Dildelgun winks at you.

Randsford nods slowly at Bakarus.

Lithyia recites:

   "I will not put a time limit on your answers however..."

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Kobane whispers something to Bakarus.

Lilanna groans at Lithyia.

Perigourd nods at Bakarus.

Speaking raspily to Traiva, Dildelgun says, "Dildelgun."

Roelon glances at Lithyia.

Lithyia recites:

   "I ask that you not ramble on and on and on and on and on"

Roelon grins.

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Lithyia recites:

   "If you do, I will take the stick back and beat you with it"

Lithyia recites:

   "Like a pinata"

Lithyia nods.

Speaking softly to Dildelgun, Traiva repeats, "Dildelgun."

Lithyia taps a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick, which is in her right hand.

Lilanna starts chortling.

Opalina mutters fair.

Traiva smiles at Dildelgun.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Dendum waves his hands back and forth, one over the other, in a definitive negative motion.

You smile at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods at Lithyia.

Lilanna asks, "Will there be candy?"

Jastalyn begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Opalina heartily says, "I have candy."

Jastalyn just nudged Lilanna.

Lithyia recites:

   "Please be courteous of your fellow candidates and most of the people here...."

Lithyia giggles.

Opalina grabs a carved bright red strawberry from inside her elesine sack.

Lilanna grins at Jastalyn.

Falvicar gently bites Opalina.

With a brief but appraising look, Opalina inspects a collection of tiny round candies before selecting a single one from a carved bright red strawberry.

First taking a quick breath, Opalina pops a tiny round candy into her mouth and chews.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Opalina absent-mindedly drops a carved bright red strawberry into her elesine sack.

Lilanna says, "Pinata gotta have candy."

Lithyia recites:

   "I shall begin in a moment if you are all ready?"

Lilanna nods.

You nod at Lithyia.

Lithyia nods.

Clapping his hands together in excitement, Dendum nods eagerly.

Draelor nods.

Lithyia says, "Bare with me a moment then..."

Speaking to Lithyia, Sorlu says, "I am quite ready."

Sorlu smiles at Lithyia.

Jastalyn smiles at Lithyia.

Bakarus nods respectfully.

Opalina heartily exclaims, "I need a minute!"

Kobane grins at Roelon.

Lilanna squints at Bakarus.

Round 1 of Questions

Lithyia recites:

   "My first question is going to go to Jastalyn!"

You see Jastalyn Dragorth the Protector of the Universal Pack.

She appears to be a Half-Elf from Ta'Faendryl.

She is diminutive and has a voluptuous body. She appears to be in the prime of life. She has thick-lashed cobalt-violet eyes and petal-soft, tanned skin. She has very long, thick caramel-brushed blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail wrapped with multiple braids and held in place by a delicate frosted glass haircomb inlaid with channel-set icy blue diamonds. She has a perfectly symmetrical, delicately featured face, a pert, daintily upturned nose and long, slender legs.

She has a colorful compass rose sleeve tattoo on her arm, a scale of musical notes tattoo on her wrist, and a curving musical staff tattoo on her waist.

She is wearing a heart-shaped dichroic glass locket, an icy blue leather jacket bearing the burrows of Icemule Trace, a luminescent silvery white rose, a mithril Twilight Hall pin, a crocheted icy blue wool satchel clasped with a soft grey penguin feather slung over her shoulder, a lightweight knitted icy blue paeline carryall, a thick cable-knit icy blue paeline sweater, some gleaming platinum-scaled armor, a hand-tooled platinum wristlet, a delicate platinum-linked raxiara with skyglass inlay, a black eahnor signet, an antique platinum wedding ring, a black ora ring, a silk sack, a lacquered fel basket with a platinum ribbon-wrapped handle, some icy blue leather pants, and a pair of icy blue brushed suede thigh-boots stacked on sharp stiletto heels.

Bakarus smiles at Lilanna.

Randsford nods encouragingly at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Jastalyn stands up.

Lithyia recites:

   "Having served two terms previously on the Town Council, which moments or achievements during those terms would you point towards as evidence of your ability to lead?"

Lithyia offers Jastalyn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Magnasco.

Jastalyn accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Magnasco covers Jastalyn's hand with his own as he places it gently within the crook of his arm.

Lithyia says, "The stick is yours. Dont ramble."

Lithyia giggles.

Kobane tosses his chunk of green ice from his right hand into the air before catching it again in his left hand.

Magnasco grins.

Lithyia folds her hands.

Magnasco tilts his head toward Jastalyn, examining her intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Kobane lifts his chunk of green ice to his lips and places it in his mouth. He purses his lips and blows a long stream of viridian smoke in to the air.

Lithyia grins at Lilanna.

Roelon nods slowly.

Lithyia winks at Lilanna.

Lilanna hums a jaunty melody, masterfully exploring the cheerful notes.

Bakarus chuckles.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "Being part of a council doesn't exactly test my ability to lead.  It's more of a lesson in teamwork.  My ability to lead is evident in the House and Hall that I have run successfully for years"

Sorlu smiles at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "What I did learn as being part of a council, is to take advice and opinions from an entire town in hopes to work towards making it a better place to live for its citizens."

Jastalyn offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn smiles at Lithyia.

Lithyia accepts Jastalyn's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Jastalyn bows to Lithyia.

Jastalyn selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Yardie begins to breathe less deeply.

Lithyia exclaims, "Next up!"

Magnasco smiles at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn grins.

Queatus glances at Dendum.

Lithyia recites:

   "Falvicar...this next question is for you!"

You see Chronicler Falvicar Jalcon the Blade of the Night.

He appears to be a Sylvankind of the Tyesteron D'ahranal.

He is average height. He appears to be young. He has ether blue eyes and golden brown skin. He has long, sleek black hair peppered with silvery stars and tied back with a silver sword-shaped clasp. He has a delicate face, a classical nose and slightly pointed ears. Beneath each of his eyes is a sword, daubed on in kohl pigments. The blue-black blades point inward, towards one another. He is wearing a silver and white silk standard emblazoned with a black sword that juts over his shoulder.

He has a lacquered bamboo pipe clenched between his teeth, a snowflake-framed half-elven portrait tattoo on his arm, a moon and stars tattoo on his ear, a tattooed symbol of Ronan on his wrist, and a black unicorn tattoo on his wrist.

He is wearing a blackened mithril greathelm, a silver-edged rolaren sword symbol, a flowing night-hued silk cape secured by a polished silvery clasp, some gold-threaded black silk suspenders, a silver spidersilk surcoat over some night black platemail scattered with an array of silver stars, a burnished eonake bracelet chased with vaalin whorls, a pair of articulated silver gauntlets, an enruned gold ring, a pale silver signet ring, a filigreed eonake wedding band with a nightscape motif, an abyssal black vaalin band inset with a scarlet veniom spinner, a thin silver-buckled belt, a silver-bound pure white scabbard with a decorative onyx sword affixed to it, a bloodstained leather survival kit, a mosaic-inlaid copper key strung from braided rawhide cords, a silver chain-draped black and grey kilt clasped with an obsidian sword, some supple charcoal suede boots with darkened silver star-shaped buckles, and some silver-lined spurs.

Dendum blinks.

Falvicar tilts his head toward Lithyia, examining her intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Lithyia recites:

   "Many have expressed concerns with you possibly sharing a position on the Town Council with your wife.  If you were both to be elected, would you be willing to prioritize Icemule over your wife's personal happiness, even at the expense of your marriage?"

Magnasco covers Jastalyn's hand with his own as he places it gently within the crook of his arm.

Lithyia offers Falvicar a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia snickers.

Lithyia says, "Remember, I did not write these."

Lilanna begins to breathe less deeply.

Roelon grins slowly.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow.

Kobane quietly says, "That's a good question though."

Magnasco chuckles.

Randsford nods approvingly at Lithyia.

Kobane cocks his head at Falvicar.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Kobane!

Traiva nods in agreement at Kobane.

Dendum asks, "Did Opalina write these?"

Lithyia exclaims, "Take the damn stick Fal!"

Speaking to Kobane, Traiva says, "A critical one, truly."

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Lithyia waves a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick around.

Magnasco begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Roelon grins at Dendum.

Falvicar recites:

   "My decisions and my choices are of my own.   My wife and I have our differences but we respect each other's choices and opinons."

Falvicar nods reassuringly.

Speaking quietly to Traiva, Kobane says, "Indeed."

Kobane nods in agreement at Traiva.

Speaking mildly to Lithyia, you suggest, "You could hit him with it."

Lithyia glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her hand.

Lithyia nods to you.

(Lithyia lightly smacks Falvicar with the talking stick.)

Falvicar babbles something unintelligible.

Lithyia says, "You didn't follow the rules."

Sorlu grins at you.

Lithyia offers Falvicar a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Roelon nods slowly.

Falvicar accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Draelor appears less powerful.

Magnasco leans against Jastalyn, bending his head to rest it gently against hers.

Draelor returns to normal color.

Lilanna grins impishly.

Falvicar raises his thanot talking stick skyward!

Falvicar grins.

Lithyia grins.

Magnasco grins.

Falvicar recites:

   "My decisions and my choices are of my own.   My wife and I have our differences but we respect each other's choices and opinions.  Her decisions, choices, and opinons are hers just as mine are of my own accord.  My marriage life is and will always be seperate from the council."

Falvicar nods firmly.

Magnasco fidgets.

Jastalyn grins.

Randsford nods understandingly at Bakarus.

Falvicar offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Falvicar's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Sorlu nods.

Kobane quietly says, "And a good answer to follow."

Lithyia says, "Please dont make me hit you again."

Kobane nods once.

Lithyia nods at Falvicar.

Clapping his hands together in excitement, Dendum nods eagerly.

Lithyia smiles.

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Magnasco smirks.

Lithyia recites:

   "Next question goes to...."

Dendum nods.

Lithyia recites:

   "Opalina!"

You see Lady Opalina Jalcon the Gypsy.

She appears to be a Half-Elf.

She is quite short for one of elven heritage and has a curvaceous figure. She appears to be in the meridian of life. She has dark feather-lashed brilliant cerulean eyes and freckled skin. She has mid back-length, curly deep red hair with her bangs gathered to the right temple and woven into a single five-plait braid adorned with twin soft grey penguin rectrices. She has a weather-beaten face, a freckled nose and slightly pointed ears. Tiny flecks of sea blue have formed within her pupils. She has a fake silver-edged tooth barely visible in her mouth.

She has a set of silver rings with tiny dangling crystalline snowflakes in the upper ridge of her left ear, a niveous-inked fall of tiny snowflakes on her ear, a ring of red roses tattoo on her waist, a teacup-cradled clockwork mouse tattoo on her leg, a petite faceted ruby arrow in the upper ridge of her right ear, and a tiny flawless diamond stud in her right nostril.

Perched upon her shoulder is a tiny summer teadragon, the diminutive lizard stretching its vestigial wings as it yips in contentment.

She is wearing a sylvan scalp coin bag clasped by a chipped front tooth, a silver belled choker, a hammer-forged circular gold pendant, a silvery white bearskin coat lined with ermine, a flecked pearl white lizard, a White Haven bear head pin, a six-tentacled zoetic quill with a jet rachis and lilac vane, a wide brass spiral etched with rolling waves, a crystal-eyed silver dolphin symbol encrusted in blue coral, a crimson eahnor-plated pack with a tiny metal lever, a sleeveless wrap-around plumille houppelande with pleated elesine-edged split skirts, a lambskin-lined balenite armband forged into a series of breaking waves, some sleek selshis skin gloves with kelyn-reinforced knuckles, an abyssal black vaalin ring inset with a scarlet veniom spinner, a filigreed eonake wedding band with a nightscape motif, a tri-looped sable nubuck belt with an enruned sterling silver flask hanging from a small pouch on the side, a timeworn elesine sack enhanced with bearpaw sewn-on pockets, a leather kit stitched with tiny shimmering tart-shaped patches, a mosaic-inlaid copper key strung from braided rawhide cords, some side-laced ramie silk leggings with tiny silvery snowflake buttons, a wave-linked silver charm anklet, and some grey wool socks with a silvery lace fringe under some silvery eonake-meshed boots sporting sharp vaalin-spiked toes.

Falvicar grins at Lithyia.

Lithyia grins at Falvicar.

Roelon nods once.

Lithyia giggles.

Dendum snaps his fingers.

Lithyia recites:

   "Over the years, there's been a vast amount of corruption unearthed within Clovertooth Hall. This has been discovered on the administrative level, the Town Council level, and even the Mayoral level.  You, yourself, were accused of betraying Icemule to our enemy during a time of war, which was confirmed by Mayor Dabbings, though he later pardoned you for this crime for reasons unknown.  If you are elected, will you be able to restrain yourself from betraying Icemule again?"

Magnasco sits down next to Jastalyn.

Lithyia offers Opalina a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Dendum laughs!

Sorlu gazes with interest at Opalina.

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Magnasco says, "Ok then."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Magnasco leans against Jastalyn, bending his head to rest it gently against hers.

Falvicar raises his hand.

Her hand lowered, Missoni gives a subtle wave.

Perigourd takes Missoni's hand into his own.

Opalina accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Falvicar nods.

Lithyia turns to face Opalina.

Jastalyn grins at Magnasco.

Bakarus whispers something to Missoni.

Roelon grins.

Missoni smiles at Bakarus.

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Perigourd says, "That seems like a hostile question."

Grutak takes a moment to observe Opalina.

Lithyia giggles at Roelon.

Perigourd chuckles.

Kobane whispers something to Roelon.

Traiva nods slowly at Perigourd.

Lithyia quietly says, "I didnt write them."

Dendum exclaims, "You seem like hostlie question!"

Wolfloner just arrived.

Magnasco says, "Guilty until proven guilty."

Roelon nods slowly.

Wolfloner sits down.

Sorlu grins at Dendum.

You chuckle to yourself.

Jastalyn touches one finger to her lips.

Magnasco leans against Jastalyn, bending his head to rest it gently against hers.

Wolfloner nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles at Wolfloner.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Magnasco!

Lithyia nods to Wolfloner in greeting.

Speaking to Magnasco, Grutak says, "There was never a trial. But she was pardoned. Can't pardon an innocent person."

Wolfloner nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "A fair point."

Falvicar mutters sorry.

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Missoni looks rather confused.

Yardie says, "Ugh. Questions are questions. Nothing hostile."

Wolfloner grins coldly, his eyes reflecting no emotion.

Speaking to Grutak, Magnasco says, "Some truth there for sure."

Lithyia recites:

   "If you just arrived, please have a seat"

Lithyia nods at Wolfloner.

You gaze with interest at Opalina.

Roelon nods slowly.

Missoni selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Opalina heartily says, "I can tell you one thing. I am here to help assist Icemule and her people."

Missoni folds her hands in her lap.

Lithyia recites:

   "To reiterate, I am asking the candidates two questions in two rounds.  I did not prepare these questions myself so please do not murder me for them.  Thank you."

Dendum turns to Opalina and cheers!

Speaking to you, Sorlu whispers aloud, "The way Lithy is taking charge, she should have run."

You nod in agreement at Sorlu.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Sorlu!

Perigourd nods at Roelon.

Lilanna raises an eyebrow in Opalina's direction.

Lithyia grins at Jastalyn.

Opalina heartily says, "I will be available to anyone who wants to speak to me about issues they see or want me to bring to the elected leadership."

Jastalyn smiles.

Grutak says, "She's avoiding the question."

Queatus nods.

Roelon nods slowly.

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia says, "Let her answer as she will."

Queatus adopts an agreeable expression.

Opalina looks around as if waking up from a dream.

Randsford nods in agreement at Roelon.

Dildelgun loudly whispers aloud, "Anyone got any snacks?"

Dildelgun glances around the room.

Lithyia snickers at Dildelgun.

Traiva removes a round willow basket woven with sheer jade and gold ribbons from in her back-slit cloak.

You glance between Opalina and Lithyia.

Traiva helps herself to an Elven chocolate bar.

Lithyia points at Traiva.

Traiva offers Dildelgun an Elven chocolate bar.

Dildelgun beams happily at Traiva!

Dildelgun accepts Traiva's Elven chocolate bar.

Dildelgun gazes lovingly at the Elven chocolate bar in his hand.

Lilanna helps herself to some fluffy pink cotton candy.

Opalina ponders.

Lilanna offers Dildelgun some fluffy pink cotton candy.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Opalina's direction.

Speaking raspily to Traiva, Dildelgun says, "Yer a peach."

Dendum helps himself to a tiny wedge of golden honeycomb.

Lithyia exclaims, "Remember, no dillydallying!"

Traiva winks at Dildelgun.

Dendum takes a bite of his golden honeycomb.

Opalina offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Dildelgun takes a bite of his Elven chocolate bar.

Lithyia accepts Opalina's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia exclaims, "Alright then!"

Dildelgun drools.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Deep blue motes swirl away from Lilanna and fade.

Lithyia glances at Grutak.

Dendum takes a bite of his golden honeycomb.

Magnasco says, "Jastalyn always has snacks for me."

Lithyia gives Grutak a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Speaking coyly to Dildelgun, Traiva whispers aloud, "I have been called similar, yes."

Magnasco whistles tunelessly to himself.

Wolfloner darkly says, "It is the realm of the Trufolke afterall."

Lithyia recites:

   "The next question is for Grutak!"

You see Lord Grutak Eversor the Berserker.

He appears to be a Giantman of the Wsalamir Clan.

He is tall. He appears to be in the prime of life. He has piercing green eyes and fair skin. He has a bald head. He has a square-jawed face, a broken nose and a short beard. He is wearing an icy blue battle standard bearing the burrows of Icemule Trace that juts over his shoulder.

He has an old battle scar across his back.

He is wearing a copper-strung columnar locket, a heavy onyx-dyed oilcloth greatcloak, an ivory skull-faced orchid, some fringed amber gloves, a pale pink stargazer lily, a mithglin-bound ebonwood badge, a snow leopard pelt tote with braided suede straps, an imflass threaded war harness, a striped broadcloth backpack with padded cordovan straps, a hooded dark woolen robe edged with tarnished silver whip-stitching, a loose stone grey linen shirt laced with black leather cord, a simple blued steel wristchain, a pair of lion skin gloves studded with drakar, an enruned vaalin signet band, a crescent-cut beveled diamond signet, a star-cut beryl band, an enruned snow white pouch, some black suede pants caught with horn buttons, a pair of velvety knitted red chenille socks, and a pair of fox skin boots with drakar-covered toes.

Perking up with interest, Dendum gazes hopefully at his surroundings.

Dildelgun grins crookedly.

Dildelgun accepts Lilanna's pink cotton candy.

Dendum sighs.

You turn to face Grutak.

Dildelgun takes a bite of his pink cotton candy.

Wolfloner nods.

Lithyia recites:

   "In the past you have been critical of the actions of one of your fellow candidates, Councilwoman Opalina. You have labeled her a liar, a traitor to the North and questioned her sanity. If you were to both be elected, how will you restrain your obvious hatred towards her while being thrust in a position that will require you to work alongside someone you hold such strong feelings towards?"

Dildelgun smacks his lips.

Lithyia offers Grutak a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu gazes with interest at Grutak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon turns an inquisitive ear toward Grutak.

Grutak accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Speaking teasingly to Lithyia, you say, "No flirting with the candidates."

Frowning to himself, Perigourd runs a finger across the surface of his belt as he seems to fall into unhappy thoughts, if his expression is any indication.

Magnasco snickers.

Sorlu grins at you.

Dildelgun cackles!

Jastalyn grins.

Brow furrowing as he chews at his lower lip, Dendum gazes anxiously at his surroundings.

Lithyia says, "I...."

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Randsford whispers something to Lithyia.

Trisscar giggles at you.

Randsford gazes heavenward.

Roelon grins slowly.

Lithyia glances at Randsford.

Randsford grins at Lithyia.

Grutak says, "Hatred implies an emotional state of mind. The facts that were evident to all of us were that she had given information over to the Vaalorians during a time of war. That would be an act of traitorism during wartime. Punishable by death."

Bakarus nods at Perigourd.

Draelor ponders.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Queatus frowns.

Dendum exclaims, "This is avoiding the questions!"

Dendum gasps.

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia says, "Shhhhhh."

Grutak says, "As the leading military figure at the time, I called for her to be hung. I was told there would be a trial."

Lithyia says, "Each candidate may answer how they see fit. you will have your chances later."

Speaking to Dendum, you ask, "Or it could be that his answer is that he would would kill her?"

Grutak says, "There was never a trail and she was never hung."

Grutak says, "In the future."

Grutak says, "Any person who commits the crime of treason would be taken to trial."

Dildelgun licks his Elven chocolate bar.

Perigourd takes a drink from his dark Chastonia claret.

Grutak says, "And if found guilty, hung."

Trisscar frowns at Grutak.

Magnasco says, "Or pardoned."

Sorlu smiles.

Jastalyn touches one finger to her lips.

Magnasco shrugs.

Speaking to Magnasco, Grutak says, "That's up to the Mayor."

Missoni agrees with Perigourd.

Perigourd ponders.

Grutak says, "But a trial should be held and guilt or innocence should be determined. This is the only way that healing can occur."

Perigourd whispers something to Missoni.

Grutak says, "And without healing... there is no unity."

Missoni nods knowingly at Perigourd.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Grutak offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Grutak's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Adopting a knowing expression, Dendum nods patiently at Lithyia.

Lithyia lovingly says, "Thank you Grutak."

Lithyia winks at Grutak.

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia giggles.

Lithyia glances at Roelon.

Lithyia recites:

   "Roelon you are next!"

You see Roelon McColend the Town Councillor of Icemule Trace.

He appears to be a Giantman of the Wsalamir Clan.

He is taller than average. He appears to be in the meridian of life. He has piercing blue-tinged silver eyes and tanned skin. He has long, braided white hair loosely entangled in a ponytail by a thin chain of veil iron thorns entwined with silver wire. He has a broad face, a classical nose and a neatly-trimmed beard with an icy blue streak down one side. Obscured behind his beard is a rugged, muscular jawline that is further emphasized by weather-worn cheeks. A faceted sliver of grey shadowglass is positioned between his eyes, which casts a sparkling pale grey sheen across his face.

He has some converging Saramar runes on his neck, a tattoo of a somber black dragon that coils upwards from jaw to temple, and a circular blue tribal tattoo on his neck.

He is wearing an ebony symbol of Ronan, a wintry black leather duster, a silver and white silk standard emblazoned with a black sword, a carved wendigo totem strung from a leather cord, a Wsalamir medicine bag composed of variegated animal hides, a scaled black leather travel pack, a studded dark alloy weapons bandolier, a dark alloy scaled leather coat-of-plates adorned with a single rhimar-studded pauldron, a vine-etched aranthium armlet, some rugged ebon leather gloves with rhimar studs set in each knuckle, a veil iron signet ring entwined with rolaren, a chewed-on dark tartan sack, a patchwork tartan hip-satchel crafted from repurposed kilts stitched together, a brushed black leather saddlebag, a roughly knit woolen kilt threaded with rhimar studs, and some blackened leather hiking boots.

Lithyia giggles.

Dendum mutters under his breath.

Roelon blinks.

Missoni pours herself a flute of pale moonflower wine.

Roelon points at himself.

Randsford hoots at Roelon.

Lithyia recites:

   "Remember Roelon, I did not write these..."

Randsford nods encouragingly at Roelon.

Dendum turns to Roelon and cheers!

Magnasco grins.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Lithyia recites:

   "With more families moving into Icemule and children often running in the streets, what is your stance on public indecency, specifically in regards to kilt flipping?"

Missoni takes a drink from her pale moonflower wine.

Lithyia offers Roelon a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia cackles!

Perigourd takes a drink from his dark Chastonia claret.

Sorlu gazes with interest at Lithyia.

Jastalyn rolls her eyes.

(Traiva quickly covers a giggle with her hand.)

You try hard not to grin.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Roelon.

Roelon accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia grins at Jastalyn.

Grutak shakes his head.

Lilanna grins wryly.

Magnasco blinks.

Grutak mutters softball.

Magnasco nods at Grutak.

Lithyia giggles at Grutak.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Grutak!

Perigourd gets a blank look on his face.

Falvicar shrugs.

Grutak mutters softballs.

Commodore Jaysehn just arrived.

Lithyia glances at Falvicar.

Perigourd turns toward Jaysehn and renders a sharp salute with his dark Chastonia claret.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat to Perigourd.

Jastalyn raises an eyebrow in Roelon's direction.

Missoni smiles at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn smiles at Missoni.

Perigourd chuckles.

Falvicar folds his arms over his chest.

Kobane leans forward and rests his chin in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Roelon recites deeply:

   "The Kilt flare is ah blessing, however, indecency.... is nae ah word ah would call it. However, ah do listen, and ah hae taken great action to avoid such things."

Dildelgun takes a bite of his pink cotton candy.

Roelon pulls the folds of his black woolen kilt more tightly around his waist.

Lithyia giggles at Roelon.

You chuckle.

(Lithyia mouths I'm sorry at Roelon.)

Randsford snickers.

Jastalyn grins.

Lithyia points at her scarlet notecard.

Roelon deeply says, "Such flares dinnae float above the knee. And in case of the height inclined."

Roelon nods at Dendum.

Lithyia quietly says, "The notecard made me do it."

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Randsford nods slowly at Roelon.

Kobane bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah take great pride in the children of our town, and as such ah do wear extra layers to keep such accidents from happening."

Sorlu grins at Roelon.

Randsford chuckles.

Sorlu chuckles.

Opalina praises Roelon.

Lithyia grins at Roelon.

Magnasco says, "Kinda have to around these parts."

Speaking quietly to Roelon, Kobane asks, "...now?"

Jastalyn applauds Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "At the dismay of many women so ah hear."

Jastalyn smiles at you.

Roelon shrugs.

Lithyia giggles at Roelon.

Opalina adopts an agreeable expression.

(Lithyia throws a silver at Roelon.)

Magnasco begins chuckling at Roelon!

Jastalyn buries her face in her hands.

Speaking deeply to Kobane, Roelon says, "Ah listen indeed, and must honor the towns requests."

Roelon nods slowly at Kobane.

Roelon offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Roelon's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Thank you Roelon."

Roelon bows.

Speaking quietly to Roelon, Kobane whispers aloud, "Buncha snowflakes."

Perking up with interest, Dendum gazes hopefully at Lithyia.

Kobane snorts and bursts into a fit of giggles punctuated with an obnoxious snorting sound.

Perigourd grins wryly at Jaysehn.

Roelon grins at Kobane.

Jaysehn smiles quietly to himself.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Magnasco chuckles to himself.

Missoni takes a drink from her pale moonflower wine.

Magnasco says, "Literally."

Roelon deeply says, "If ye insist."

Roelon nods at Kobane.

Lithyia recites:

   "I would like to take a moment and again remind everyone.... i am reading the questions as presented to me.  I will not change them.  I did not write them and I am simply here to read them and hit you with a stick."

Kobane selects a tiny azure snowflake candy from Roelon's glass liquor bottle.

Kobane lets out a cheer!

Lilanna chuckles.

Lithyia recites:

   "Moving on!"

Roelon slides a hinged azure glass liquor bottle closed.

First taking a quick breath, Kobane pops a tiny azure snowflake candy into his mouth and chews.

Falvicar frowns.

Roelon put a hinged azure glass liquor bottle in his black fur jacket.

Lithyia recites:

   "The next question is for Sorlu!"

You see Lord Sorlu Jae'kym Nalfein the Town Councillor of Icemule Trace.

He appears to be an Elf.

He is average height. He appears to be extremely young. He has icily translucent, frost blue eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, thick battle-tousled sable hair and a wide-brimmed black suede hat stuck with a single raven black feather worn at a rakish angle. He has an angular face, a classical nose and long pointed ears.

He has a sinuous kelyn snake etched with scales in his left eyebrow, inked wispy tendrils of smoky jade curling sensually around both forearms, and an onyx-tongued emerald flame tattoo on his finger.

Elongated tentacles of hazy jade mist writhe across his form, undulating in rhythm to his movements.

He is holding a slender Nalfein-styled cane in his right hand and a gooey cinnamon roll with cream cheese frosting in his left hand.

He is wearing a tailored dark hematite overcoat caught at each sleeve with a jade-sheened dark sanguine bloodjewel, a silk brassard displaying a desiccated black rose choked by a wisp of jade smoke encircling the upper arm, a fitted obsidian waistcoat over a blood red tailored silk shirt, an emerald talisman etched with a wispy smoke-wrapped woman, a faenor locket entangled in silver tentacles, some supple black leather gloves, a jade signet ring engraved with a desiccated rose, a jade-tipped silver talon ring, a thick oiled leather belt with a dark green tentacle-shaped bottle hanging from several small chains on the side, a snowflake-carved wooden case, a glowing specimen jar preserving a tiny dead penguin chick, a soft leather coin bag bound with veniom, some crisp coal black linen pants sharply creased down the middle of each leg, and some silver-buckled oiled obsidian leather boots polished to a mirror sheen.

Sorlu smiles at Lithyia.

Roelon grins.

You gaze with interest at Sorlu.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Missoni agrees with Perigourd.

Roelon nods at Randsford.

Dendum turns to Sorlu and cheers!

Perigourd nods at Missoni.

Sorlu winks at Dendum.

Lithyia recites:

   "There have been accusations that you are someone who cannot be trusted. Curiously, these have all come from different women. On a scale from 1-10 how likely is it that one of your jilted ex-lovers will come to Icemule and cause problems or try to kill you?"

Lithyia offers Sorlu a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Lithyia.

Sorlu accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn's jaw drops.

Sorlu smirks.

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Kobane raises his voice in merry laughter.

Traiva raises an eyebrow.

Lithyia exclaims, "Dont look at me like that! I didnt write them!"

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

Missoni cocks her head.

Lithyia glances at Sorlu.

Lilanna laughs!

Opalina raises an eyebrow.

Grutak says, "Already happened..."

Magnasco grins.

Jaysehn glances at Perigourd.

Jaysehn glances around the room.

You raise an eyebrow in Sorlu's direction.

Lithyia giggles at Traiva.

Jaysehn whispers something to Perigourd.

Dendum gasps.

Speaking heartily to Sorlu, Opalina says, "You have girlfriends? That's news."

Opalina glances at you.

Speaking to Opalina, Traiva says, "The question said ex-lovers, not ex-girlfriends."

Speaking calmly to Opalina, you say, "News to me as well."

Sorlu says, "I find this to be a ridiculous question. My past involvements have little to do with the policies I put into place...."

Sorlu frowns.

Speaking to Opalina, Grutak says, "One of them asked me where he was and was looking to kill him."

Falvicar nods in agreement at Sorlu.

Lithyia chuckles.

Sorlu says, "But to answer your question. A three...no more than a four."

Jaysehn pours himself a tulip-shaped crystal flute of deep garnet cherry-plum wyrwine.

Sorlu smirks.

Jaysehn offers Perigourd a tulip-shaped crystal flute of deep garnet cherry-plum wyrwine.

Lithyia laughs at Sorlu!

You chuckle at Sorlu.

Sorlu offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Perigourd begins chuckling at Jaysehn!

Perigourd accepts Jaysehn's garnet-hued wyrwine.

Lithyia accepts Sorlu's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia exclaims, "Thank you Sorlu!"

Lithyia giggles.

Dendum turns to Sorlu and cheers!

Sorlu holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Jaysehn pours himself a tulip-shaped crystal flute of deep garnet cherry-plum wyrwine.

Sorlu says, "Somewhere in there."

Dendum says, "Very fast answering."

Missoni sets her mouth in a thin line of disapproval.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Roelon grins slowly.

Draelor nods.

Jaysehn nods knowingly at Missoni.

Perigourd takes a drink from his dark Chastonia claret.

Lithyia recites:

   "That brings us to Aliashyrah!  And then we will begin a second round of questions!"

You see Lady Aliashyrah Ilthaerhys the Priestess.

She appears to be an Illistim Elf.

She is average height and has a curvaceous figure. She appears to be youthful. She has beautifully smoke-outlined wide-set jade green eyes, glossy rose full lips, and soft, alabaster skin. She has waist length, glossy auburn hair carefully gathered by a cluster of silvered tuberose into a high fountaining ponytail that cascades in graceful waves down her back. She has a delicate face, a classical nose and a generous mouth. She has a pair of white vaalin skulls adorned with some blue-black jay feathers dangling from her ears.

She is wearing a jade-leafed silver-cast tuberose pendant on a thin chain, a silver locket surrounded by faenor wisps, a backless obsidian satin robe split along each side to reveal jade silk lining, a front-laced obsidian leather corset with sheer side paneling accentuating the curve of the hips, a pair of black armbands, a bug-eyed shrunken goblin head strung from a fraying length of knotted hemp, a smoky scarlet skirt, and a pair of hellebore black rose-pressed leather high-heeled boot.

Jaysehn takes a drink from his garnet-hued wyrwine.

Missoni nods appreciatively at Jaysehn.

Lithyia recites:

   "You have now been in Icemule for just over a year, and in that time have deeply involved yourself in the community. As you go forward, would you ever find yourself willing to date Dildelgun?"

Dendum gasps.

Lithyia offers you a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia laughs!

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Dildelgun grins.

Lithyia laughs!

Lithyia glances at Dildelgun.

You raise your eyebrows and make a show of gazing intently at Dildelgun, but stop short of wasting any words.

Lithyia asks, "You wrote that didnt you?"

You accept Lithyia's offer and are now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Perigourd works his fingers under his suede hood and scratches his head.

Lithyia glances at Dildelgun.

Jastalyn slaps herself on the forehead.

Lithyia looks over at Dildelgun and shakes her head.

Magnasco chuckles.

Dildelgun stands up.

Roelon coughs.

Lithyia says, "You fiend."

Lithyia snickers at Dildelgun.

Traiva shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Dildelgun sets about preparing himself to be as presentable as possible.

Missoni takes a drink from her pale moonflower wine.

Dildelgun grins at Lithyia.

Grutak shakes his head.

Sorlu smirks at Dildelgun.

Missoni shifts her eyes to Perigourd.

Lithyia snickers.

Dildelgun hums a fancy little tune to himself.

Perigourd shakes his head.

Speaking simply to Dildelgun, you say, "No."

Perigourd tugs the edge of his suede hood down further over his face, shading his umber eyes.

You offer your thanot talking stick to Lithyia.

Lithyia laughs!

Magnasco nods.

Lithyia has accepted your offer and is now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lilanna hums a sad little tune.

Dildelgun sighs.

Dildelgun selects an available padded seat and makes his way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Lithyia says, "Thank you for being straight to the point."

Jaysehn rubs his steel grey eyes.

Traiva begins chortling at Jaysehn.

Dildelgun looks downright miserable.

Jaysehn takes a drink from his garnet-hued wyrwine.

Dildelgun hangs his head.

Sorlu grins at Dildelgun.

Speaking heartily to Dildelgun, Opalina says, "Better luck next time."

Round 2 of Questions

Lithyia recites:

   "That concludes the first round!  We shall begin round two and after that, if the candidates are willing to stick around for a bit longer, we will take open questions...with rules of course!"

Magnasco begins chuckling at Opalina!

Dildelgun smiles at Opalina.

Dendum asks, "Eh...what?"

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Dendum asks, "Where are the Dendum questions?"

You see Seneschal Dendum the Arbiter of the Frontier.

He appears to be a Forest Gnome of the Wendwillow Bloodline.

Drawn up over his head is a warg leather hood, the edges lined in fur. Etched into the surface of the hood are subtle gnomish glyphs, their overlapping pattern obscured and difficult to follow.

He is average height. He appears to be of full age. He has aubergine-flecked dark blue eyes and sun-kissed, light brown skin. He has raggedly cut, thick grey-brown hair braided into and partially concealed by a tangle of moss and acorns draped in ebon drake claw roots. He has a broad nose and a grey-brown beard worn in multiple braids.

He has a carved gnomish pipe clenched between his teeth, a curved virescent rose thorn in the upper ridge of his left ear, and a Wendwillow bloodmark tattoo on his neck.

He is wearing a dark emerald wool cloak draped in thick animal pelts, an armcuff with a warcat-etched black thorn encased in faenor willow branches, a buckskin jacket with warg fur cuffs over some glowing brigandine armor, a krodera botanist kit, a matte black golvern quiver containing a bundle of urglaes-tipped arrows, and some dark rawhide shoes tied in strands of sinew.

Sorlu agrees with Lithyia.

Queatus nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia exclaims, "Dendum you said you weren't running!"

Speaking to Lithyia, Sorlu says, "Of course."

Lithyia laughs at Dendum!

Speaking to Dildelgun, Lilanna says, "Maybe Dendum can find ye a nice gnomish woman who can look up to ya."

Lithyia recites:

   "Next question goes to....Jastalyn."

Lilanna starts chortling.

Dendum nods at Dildelgun.

Jastalyn stands up.

Roelon grins.

Jastalyn smiles at Lithyia.

Speaking raspily to Dendum, Dildelgun asks, "Eh, maybe?"

Lithyia recites:

   "Considering your very public altercations with Falvicar in the past, should you both be elected, will you be able to treat him with the respect and deference afforded by the role of Town Councillor and handle disagreements without resorting to mudslinging tactics?"

Lithyia offers Jastalyn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Dildelgun gazes fondly at you.

Jaysehn glances up.

Roelon deeply says, "Dendum is runnin' against Dildegun perhaps."

Roelon glances at you.

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Roelon!

Perigourd sighs.

Missoni takes a drink from her pale moonflower wine.

Opalina blinks.

Jastalyn softly says, "I'm actually not allowed to speak on that subject because the truth hurts."

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Grutak asks, "I don't think truth is mudslinging?"

Speaking to Dildelgun, Dendum says, ""This is conspiracy."

Jaysehn takes a drink from his garnet-hued wyrwine.

Speaking raspily to Dendum, Dildelgun says, "Nah, it's candy."

Dildelgun takes a bite of his pink cotton candy.

Jastalyn softly says, "I can say."

Sorlu gazes with interest at Jastalyn.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Jastalyn.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "I am most capable of putting my personal feelings aside for the good of Icemule Trace, or any other team in which I am involved."

Jastalyn smiles.

Jastalyn offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Jastalyn's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Magnasco applauds Jastalyn.

Lithyia says, "One moment please."

Lithyia smiles.

Jastalyn smiles.

Jastalyn grins at Magnasco.

Hadya just arrived.

Dildelgun hums a fancy little tune to himself.

Dildelgun scoots over next to you.

Lithyia recites:

   "The next question goes to Falvicar"

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

"Serve Luukos," Hadya murmurs as she stows her faewood crosier in her vaalorn sheath with a flash of sickly, pulsing green light. As it leaves her hands, the illumination of its sigils slowly ebbs away.

Lithyia recites:

   "It was well witnessed during your supposed commune with Ronan that a dark shadow moved to possess you. Such darkness once inhabited a former member of the Town Council, Bakarus. What steps will you take to make sure this darkness doesn't corrupt and overtake you the way it did him?"

Lithyia offers Falvicar a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jaysehn nods once at Hadya.

Falvicar accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Dildelgun gulps.

Hadya nods briefly at Jaysehn.

Bakarus sighs.

Bakarus nods knowingly.

Lithyia says, "For those joining us late, please note I did not write these questions that I am asking tonight."

Sorlu nods sympathetically at Bakarus.

Her hand lowered, Missoni gives Hadya a subtle wave.

Lithyia says, "I enjoy living. Thank you."

Lithyia smiles.

Draelor nods at Lithyia.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Falvicar.

Magnasco smiles at Jastalyn.

Hadya smiles at Traiva.

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow.

Hadya gives Traiva a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Traiva gives Hadya a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Speaking to Lithyia, Yardie says, "Dont fear expressing yourself."

Lithyia grins at Yardie.

Lithyia winks at Yardie.

Sorlu grins.

Hadya selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Jaysehn takes a drink from his garnet-hued wyrwine.

You examine Falvicar closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Hadya stands up.

Missoni takes a drink from her pale moonflower wine.

Hadya just went south.

Falvicar recites:

   "I'm still here, aren't I?  My faith in Ronan is renown.  To this date, I still believe twas Ronan.  Regardless.. I trust everybody in the town that if I ever get "taken over by some evil force" like Bakarus that ya'll would do whatever you have to do to get rid of it or contain me.   Heck.. get Roblar to do it if needed"

Falvicar grins.

Sorlu grins.

Falvicar offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Falvicar's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

You nod approvingly at Falvicar.

Lithyia says, "Let's see here..."

Sorlu nods at Falvicar.

Opalina gives Falvicar a loving gaze, and the two smile at each other widely.

Jaysehn says, "Not all shadows serve the darkness."

Speaking to Opalina, Yardie asks, "Invitation to beat him up?"

Jaysehn nods at Falvicar.

Lithyia recites:

   "Opalina, you are next!"

Roelon nods at Jaysehn.

Falvicar nods appreciatively at Sorlu.

Bakarus agrees with Jaysehn.

Speaking heartily to Yardie, Opalina says, "Only if needed."

Jastalyn grins.

Bakarus whispers something to Jaysehn.

Lithyia recites:

   "You have a reputation for being somewhat silly and a flirt. How do you expect to be taken seriously as a Town Councillor when you spend most meetings snuggled up with your husband and unaware of what is going on?"

Lithyia offers Opalina a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Magnasco stands up.

Jaysehn cocks his head at Bakarus.

Jaysehn dusts off his grey leather longcoat.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Magnasco just went south.

Lithyia gazes heavenward.

Lithyia shakes her head.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Opalina accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

Opalina laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Speaking to Lithyia, Yardie exclaims, "Hah! And they complained about my questions!"

Hadya just arrived.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Opalina!

Falvicar gazes in amusement at Lithyia.

Lithyia laughs at Yardie!

Hadya selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Lithyia shrugs.

Missoni gazes hopefully at Jaysehn.

Trisscar shuffles her feet.

Lithyia exclaims, "I didnt write them!"

Lithyia flails her arms about.

Lithyia points at her scarlet notecard.

Lithyia points at Dildelgun.

Dildelgun's jaw drops.

Trisscar giggles at Lithyia.

Speaking to Lithyia, you ask, "Have you heard the saying about protesting too much?"

You flash a quick grin at Lithyia.

Jaysehn pours himself a tulip-shaped crystal flute of deep garnet cherry-plum wyrwine.

Lithyia laughs at you!

Dildelgun raspily exclaims, "I just asked folks. It's what they wanted to know!"

Lithyia laughs at Dildelgun!

Missoni nods appreciatively at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn nods at Missoni.

Perigourd glances skeptically at Dildelgun.

Roelon grins at Dildelgun.

Dildelgun glances away from Perigourd.

Jastalyn giggles.

Roelon grins.

Lithyia nods to you.

Opalina heartily says, "Well I am who I am and I love my husband quite a bit. However, I've never let that love interfere with my duties. As for what's going on... Well I know the important things going on. I don't need to know everything. That's why there's more than one counciler."

Bakarus grins at Traiva.

Traiva begins chortling at Bakarus.

Dendum turns to Opalina and cheers!

Bakarus grins wryly.

Opalina offers Lilanna a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu nods approvingly.

Lithyia glances at Opalina.

Lithyia points at herself.

You smile at Opalina.

Opalina offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Opalina's thanot talking stick.

Lilanna grins.

Lithyia giggles at Opalina.

Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.

Speaking quietly to Opalina, Dendum says, ""Do not feel bad they refuse to even ask Dendum any questions...at least you get terrible questions."

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia glances at Grutak.

Lithyia gives Grutak a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Dendum!

Opalina rubs Dendum.

Lithyia recites:

   "Grutak, you are next!"

You chuckle at Dendum.

Roelon helps himself to a sugarcoated orange jelly bear.

Lithyia recites:

   "Your fiery and often divisive nature is well documented and has even recently cost you your life while threatening the peaceful climate of Icemule. If you are elected, will you be able to set aside your rage and propensity to threaten the lives of respected and beloved citizens or is a vote for you a vote for martial law?"

Lithyia offers Grutak a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu gazes with interest at Grutak.

Lithyia quietly says, "I like him fiery."

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Lithyia giggles.

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Lithyia winks at Grutak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon takes a bite of his orange jelly bear.

Randsford nods slowly.

Grutak accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Grutak.

Lithyia grins at you.

Idly picking at her neatly kempt fingernail, Missoni seems distant, but you get the impression she is taking in everything.

Perigourd nods at Jaysehn.

Grutak says, "First, Bakarus isn't a beloved and respected citizen of Icemule."

Lithyia bites her lip.

Jaysehn smiles quietly to himself.

Bakarus says, "Wrong sir."

Grutak says, "If I recall, the only citizens I've threatened would be Opalina and Falvicar, though Falvicar wasn't so much a threat as a challenge."

Bakarus chuckles.

Randsford nods firmly at Bakarus.

Bakarus whispers something to Randsford.

Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.

Sorlu grins slowly.

Speaking helpfully to Grutak, you offer, "Teaberry as well?"

Trisscar nods to you.

Missoni agrees with you.

Speaking to you, Yardie exclaims, "Teaberry's a sweetheart!"

Roelon grins slowly.

Dendum exclaims, "Eh no fair we have one question asker here!"

Sorlu chuckles.

You nod at Dendum.

Jastalyn raises an eyebrow.

Lithyia snickers at Dendum.

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "Well, again, she challeneged my veracity and honor. So... that was kinda on her."

Speaking to Dendum, you say, "My apologies."

Perigourd nods at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn looks thoughtfully at Perigourd.

Grutak says, "To the core of the matter..."

Lithyia recites:

   "Please do not make me use the talking stick as the hittin stick!"

Sorlu flashes a wide grin at Lithyia.

Randsford grins at Jastalyn.

Bakarus grins at Wolfloner.

Lithyia smiles.

Queatus grins at Lithyia.

Jastalyn grins.

Roelon nods once.

Hadya leans against a few dozen rows of comfortably padded seats.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Falvicar nods once at Hadya.

Jaysehn takes a drink from his garnet-hued wyrwine.

Hadya nods respectfully at Falvicar.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Missoni takes a drink from her garnet-hued wyrwine.

Grutak says, "I try to live in peace where peace is afforded. I try to do things rightly, but am forthright in my anger when necessary. Even in the height of the Winter War with Vaalor, I sat calmly and enjoyed quite a few drinks with some Vaalorian Military."

Hadya snickers.

Roelon lets out a cheer!

Roelon nods once.

Bakarus grins at Hadya.

Missoni narrows her eyes.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Jastalyn giggles.

Draelor inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out a small stream of smoke before him briefly.

Grutak says, "I have also had some gains with the folks in Solhaven as well as with the Landing."

Yardie glances at Missoni.

Dildelgun gazes lovingly at the Elven chocolate bar in his hand.

Bakarus nods knowingly.

Roelon nods slowly.

(Hadya chuckles quietly and nods at Bakarus.)

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia ponders.

Grutak says, "It's a matter of being afforded civility when civility is offered."

Grutak offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Roelon helps himself to a blade of minty sugar grass.

Jastalyn grins at Grutak.

Lithyia accepts Grutak's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia lovingly says, "Thank you Grutak."

Missoni nods appreciatively at Yardie.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Lithyia winks.

Lithyia recites:

   "Alright... next up... Roelon!"

Lithyia turns to face Roelon.

Jastalyn grins.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Roelon.

Trisscar smiles at Yardie.

In a perfect imitation of Lithyia, from behind Lithyia, a voice says, "Or some other not gnome."

Traiva smiles at Hadya.

Roelon dusts off his black woolen kilt.

Lithyia recites:

   "You have publicly stated your devotion to Ronan. However, visions and hallucinations are often the precursors to insanity. How can Icemule be certain you aren't slipping into madness, or worse, being swayed into the service of Sheru when even you yourself have doubts?"

Lithyia giggles.

Lithyia offers Roelon a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Dildelgun grins crookedly.

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow.

Roelon accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Yardie shudders.

Yardie says, "Evil."

You gaze with interest at Roelon.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Dendum blinks at Roelon.

Draelor nods at Yardie.

Missoni shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Randsford bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing vibrant red and pale pink light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.

Lithyia runs her hand down the front of her tea-length gown, discreetly re-arranging the drape.

Trisscar giggles at Yardie.

Opalina glances at Dildelgun.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Roelon.

Dendum turns an inquisitive ear toward Roelon.

Dildelgun raises an eyebrow in Opalina's direction.

Roelon raises his hand.

Yardie grins at Trisscar.

Roelon deeply says, "Doubts are more mah interpretation of the dreams intention."

Speaking confusedly in Tehir to herself, Hadya murmurs something you don't understand.

Lithyia glances at Sorlu.

Roelon deeply says, "Sheru woud nae find much love inside this thick head of mine."

Jastalyn brushes her fingertips along the petals of the rose behind her ear, and her eyes grow distant as if in contemplation.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Lithyia smiles at Roelon.

Wolfloner grins coldly, his eyes reflecting no emotion.

Missoni takes a drink from her garnet-hued wyrwine.

Traiva smiles at Yardie.

Randsford nods slowly at Roelon.

Yardie grins at Traiva.

Jaysehn nods gratefully at Hadya.

Lithyia nods at Sorlu.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Perigourd sighs in annoyance and rolls his umber eyes.

Jaysehn cocks his head at Bakarus.

Lithyia nods at Sorlu.

Roelon deeply says, "Ronan found me long ago and set me on ah path when ah was young and lost."

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Sorlu nods slowly at Roelon.

Hadya surreptitiously glances at Perigourd.

Perigourd looks over at Hadya and shakes his head.

Perigourd declines Hadya's offer.

Dildelgun smiles at you.

Hadya nods.

Dildelgun hums a fancy little tune to himself.

Roelon deeply says, "The people of Icemule, the love of this town, aid to ward of any madness."

Randsford nods approvingly at Roelon.

Hadya nods at Wolfloner.

Roelon deeply says, "It is mah own passion to see our own safe that ah endure such visions."

Roelon nods slowly.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Jastalyn smiles at Roelon.

Roelon offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Roelon's thanot talking stick.

Dendum nods at Roelon.

Lithyia says, "Thank you Roelon."

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia says, "Let's see...."

Missoni nods appreciatively at Hadya.

Lithyia recites:

   "Sorlu, you are next!"

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Sorlu smiles.

Sorlu nods once.

Dendum glances at Lithyia and mumbles something about imperial lackeys.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

Sorlu cocks his head at Lithyia.

Lithyia recites:

   "You have proven throughout your current term to be quite the instigator of conflict and have at least one war to your name. Can you be trusted to lead Icemule and help build a new Northern Nation or will you continue picking fights until there is nothing left standing?"

Lithyia offers Sorlu a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Sorlu smirks.

Missoni takes a drink from her garnet-hued wyrwine.

Sorlu says, "One can not instigate a conflict that had already existed for years..."

Sorlu shakes his head, totally at a loss.

Roelon whispers something to Randsford.

Jastalyn clears her throat.

Jastalyn mutters pardon.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Jastalyn smiles.

Sorlu says, "No, I do not instigate conflicts...but I certainly am willing to resolve them, as I've shown."

Sorlu says, "In regards to my trustworthiness...."

Jastalyn gently takes hold of Randsford's hand.

Traiva calmly flutters her wings at Jastalyn to an unheard rhythm.

Jastalyn smiles.

Sorlu says, "I would remind all that within my hand was held the Tablet of Life. And in exchange for that Tablet, I was promised, by Zeban himself, to be made a prince of this realm.."

Randsford gazes heavenward.

Jastalyn giggles.

Traiva leans softly against Jastalyn.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Sorlu says, "Yet still I sided with Icemule. How few would do such a thing, when offered so much? If this doesn't speak to my character, I don't know what might."

Randsford glances at Grutak.

Lithyia grins at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods once.

Perigourd surreptitiously glances at Sorlu.

Sorlu offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Sorlu's thanot talking stick.

Sorlu smiles at Perigourd.

Lithyia says, "Thank you Sorlu."

Speaking to Lithyia, Sorlu says, "My pleasure."

Bakarus whispers something to Roelon.

Lithyia recites:

   "That brings us to or final submitted question to Aliashyrah and then after that I will go over rules for open questions..."

Lithyia glances at a nondescript scarlet notecard in her hand.

Lithyia giggles.

Lithyia glances at you.

Lithyia glances at Dildelgun.

Lithyia giggles.

Dendum mutters shennaniincant.

Lithyia recites:

   "Everyone knows you for being well-spoken, a seasoned diplomat, a blessing to Icemule, as well as incredibly beautiful. If a halfling guy were to want to take you out, where might you suggest?"

Lithyia offers you a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

You accept Lithyia's offer and are now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Dendum mutters shennanigans.

You can offer Dildelgun only a blank expression.

Lithyia shakes her head.

Lithyia snickers.

Opalina rolls her eyes.

Grutak blinks.

Yardie glances at Dildelgun.

Roelon grins slowly.

Wolfloner glances at Dildelgun.

Lithyia points at Dildelgun.

Lithyia shrugs.

Missoni sets her mouth in a thin line of disapproval.

Speaking calmly to Dildelgun, you ask, "Have you heard of the Icewall Penitentiary?"

Lithyia laughs at you!

Speaking to Dildelgun, Yardie asks, "I take it the cold does nothing to calm you down, eh?"

Lilanna laughs!

You offer your thanot talking stick to Lithyia.

Wolfloner smiles at you.

Lithyia has accepted your offer and is now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Randsford nods at Bakarus.

Hadya nods at Bakarus.

Opalina heartily says, "Guess there wasn't anything good to ask you Aliashyrah except out for a date."

Dildelgun looks downright miserable.

Lithyia recites:

   "Alright..that concludes the pre-written questions that again, I want to remind you all...I did not write!"

Wolfloner nods at Bakarus.

Dildelgun sighs.

Questions From Attendees

Lithyia recites:

   "This is how we will proceed for our final round..."

Jastalyn grins at Lithyia.

Speaking flatly to Opalina, you say, "Apparently."

Speaking raspily to Opalina, Dildelgun exclaims, "It's good questions!"

Speaking to Dildelgun, Yardie says, "Flowers and chocolate."

Bakarus nods at Randsford.

Dildelgun gazes fondly at you.

Blinking once and affecting a dumbfounded expression, Dendum gazes blankly at Lithyia.

Randsford nods at Bakarus.

Dildelgun raspily says, "The people wnated to know."

Speaking deeply to Dildelgun, Roelon says, "Deadly as well."

Dildelgun nods.

Roelon chuckles.

Bakarus just went south.

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "I'd like to apologize for how you were treated tonight, even if the others will not stand up for you."

Lithyia recites:

   "I will hand each non-candidate the talking stick.  You will get to ask ONE question of ONE candidate.  You will then return the stick to me.  There will be no follow-up questions!  Understood?  Please don't make me hit you with the talkin stick!"

Sorlu begins chuckling at Grutak!

Hadya looks thoughtfully at you.

You nod slightly at Grutak.

Jastalyn giggles at Lithyia.

Roelon grins slowly.

Sorlu nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia turns to face Randsford.

Lithyia offers Randsford a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Randsford begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I can handle the halfling."

Jastalyn raises her hand.

Lithyia says, "Randsford you get to ask a question first."

Dildelgun beams happily at you!

Roelon grins at Randsford.

Speaking to Lithyia, Randsford says, "He'll just tell me to shut up."

Yardie says, "This is like counseling."

Randsford glances at Grutak.

Queatus raises his hand.

Lithyia says, "Alright then."

Dildelgun wiggles his eyebrows.

Lithyia offers Hadya a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Randsford nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia says, "Hadya..."

Opalina agrees with Yardie.

Speaking to Randsford, Grutak says, "Ask."

Missoni agrees with Perigourd.

Speaking heartily to Yardie, Opalina asks, "Is that your question?"

Jaysehn glances at Hadya.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Hadya.

Hadya raises an eyebrow.

Opalina laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Hadya accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Speaking to Randsford, Grutak says, "That's what this is about."

Lithyia exclaims, "Shush, let the stick holder ask their question!"

Grutak shrugs.

Lithyia points at Hadya.

Speaking to Opalina, Yardie says, "Oh, you'll know my question when it is out there."

Roelon grins at Grutak.

Opalina turns an inquisitive ear toward Hadya.

Randsford rolls his eyes at Grutak.

Dendum says, "Feel free to ask all the candidates not just the chosen few allowed to speak earlier."

You chuckle at Dendum.

Lithyia snickers at Dendum.

Speaking to Lithyia, Lilanna says, "Beat them all with something sharper."

Sorlu grins at Dendum.

Roelon grins at Dendum.

Lithyia gazes heavenward.

Lithyia nods at Lilanna.

"Follow Niima!" Lithyia declares as she draws a slender rolaren dagger from her cognac leather wrist-sheath with a flash of luminescent ocean blue mist. A salty spray of ocean water fills the air for a moment.

Lithyia tilts her rolaren dagger back and forth, as if deciding what she's going to do with it.

Lithyia invokes the divine name of Niima as she stows her rolaren dagger in her cognac leather wrist-sheath with a flash of luminescent ocean blue mist. A salty spray of ocean water lingers briefly in the air.

Speaking quietly to you, Hadya inquires, "Being that we are of Darker faiths... I wonder will you protect our interests to be able to worship freely within this town?"

Opalina mutters ifshewon'tiwill.

Hadya offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia leans softly against Grutak.

Lithyia accepts Hadya's thanot talking stick.

Hadya folds her hands in her lap.

Missoni looks thoughtfully at Hadya.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward you.

Speaking simply to Hadya, you say, "I believe in preserving the right of all to worship freely and passionately. I have never hidden my beliefs nor would I support suppressing or oppression of any religious or personal beliefs."

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at you.

Sorlu smiles.

Hadya inclines her head.

Sorlu nods approvingly.

Lithyia nods to you.

Grutak agrees with you.

Queatus nods.

Speaking quietly to you, Hadya says, "Uzhomj-aua, priestess."

Lithyia turns to face Jaysehn.

Lithyia says, "Jaysehn....."

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow in Lithyia's direction.

Dildelgun peers quizzically at Hadya.

Lithyia offers Jaysehn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia exclaims, "You have the stick!"

Jaysehn accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Hadya casually glances at Dildelgun.

Jaysehn glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in his hand.

Lithyia winks at Jastalyn.

Speaking raspily to Hadya, Dildelgun says, "I like yer words. They sound funny, but also pretty."

Speaking to himself, Yardie mutters, "I hope they define passionate. Because I would hope to not be set ablaze because someone's relgious zeal towards Marlu or whoever else."

Dildelgun nods at Hadya.

You smile at Hadya.

Jaysehn ponders.

(Hadya chuckles quietly.)

Speaking to Roelon, Jaysehn says, "There is a great deal of talk of how the North will help itself to a better future. What will the nation to come do to help the neighbors around it? All of its neighbors."

Speaking smoothly to Dildelgun, Hadya says, "Uzhomj-aua."

Yardie glances at Opalina.

Jaysehn offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Jaysehn's thanot talking stick.

Speaking slowly to Opalina, Yardie mouths, "I speak my mind."

Lithyia says, "Shhhhh."

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Opalina smiles quietly to herself.

Speaking deeply to Jaysehn, Roelon says, "This nation is one that must see past old disagreements. Ah believe we must nae solely aid ourselves and members, but help our neighbors to flourish aswell in times of need."

Lithyia offers Dildelgun a nondescript scarlet notecard.

Sorlu smiles at Roelon.

Dildelgun accepts Lithyia's scarlet notecard.

Dildelgun idly creases his notecard.

Jaysehn nods once.

Roelon nods at Jaysehn.

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "If they want it. We must not impose our views on them if they request we stay out."

Lithyia nods.

Jaysehn glances at Grutak.

No Killing During Intermission

Lithyia recites:

   "Everyone a moment please.  We are going to take a short three minute break per a request..."

Speaking to Roelon, Jaysehn says, "Thank you."

Sorlu glances between Grutak and Roelon.

Roelon bows to Jaysehn.

Traiva cocks her head at Lithyia.

Roelon glances at Grutak.

Missoni takes a drink from her garnet-hued wyrwine.

Lithyia mutters pottybreak.

Lithyia mutters wasrequested.

Lithyia smiles.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Lithyia.

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Lithyia winks.

Dendum inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out a small stream of smoke before him briefly.

Trisscar walks toward you.

Sorlu chuckles.

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "I was reminded of the Landings Mayor's request to "stay out"."

Lithyia exclaims, "Talk amongst yourselves for three minutes but no KILLING!"

Lithyia giggles.

Grutak says, "Along with a few other individuals."

You gaze with interest at Trisscar.

Lilanna snaps her fingers.

Jaysehn nods once at Roelon.

Randsford nods in agreement at Lilanna.

Speaking deeply to Grutak, Roelon says, "But we also know that old mayor to be quite insane."

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Thadston isn't mayor anymore if you're not awaare."

Randsford grins at Lilanna.

Lithyia giggles at Lilanna.

Perigourd surreptitiously glances at Roelon.

Lilanna says, "That's my cue for bedtime."

Roelon grins slowly.

Trisscar smiles at you.

Grutak says, "Not the old mayor, the current mayor."

Falvicar says, "Though I know not when he steps out officially."

Lithyia recites:

   "NO...KILLING during intermission.  Thank you."

Falvicar shrugs.

Roelon shrugs.

Lilanna stands up.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Lithyia smiles.

Lithyia raises her thanot talking stick skyward!

(Lilanna pauses midstride.)

Grutak says, "Oh, I was not aware."

Speaking deeply to Grutak, Roelon says, "Ah hae little dealings with that one. But seeing as what are met with.."

Roelon glances at Grutak.

Speaking to Lithyia, Lilanna asks, "After intermission?"

Grutak says, "I thought their election was upcoming."

Lithyia says, "Perhaps."

Lithyia nods at Lilanna.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah could see why such ah response would be issued."

Trisscar giggles.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lilanna says, ".."

Lilanna shakes her head.

Lithyia says, "I might just beat someone like a pinata when we are done."

Speaking to Grutak, Perigourd says, "Alendrial is Mayor in the Landing now."

Lithyia shrugs.

Lithyia says, "That is a possiblity as well."

Lilanna says, "I have to head home."

Sorlu agrees with Perigourd.

Lithyia hugs Lilanna, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking to Perigourd, Falvicar asks, "Is she actually in office now?"

Yardie pours himself a shot of cinnamon liquor.

Lilanna gives Lithyia a friendly hug.

Grutak nods at Perigourd.

Speaking to Grutak, Perigourd says, "The current elections were for Envoy and councilors."

Yardie offers Lithyia a shot of cinnamon liquor.

Missoni says, "As of Lumnea the first."

Lilanna hugs Jastalyn, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Lithyia accepts Yardie's cinnamon liquor.

Lithyia says, "Thank you Yardie."

Trisscar blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Lithyia says, "I'm going to need that."

Opalina nods.

Perigourd points at Missoni.

Lithyia grins at Yardie.

Speaking to Perigourd, Grutak says, "Thank you."

Perigourd nods at Falvicar.

Yardie nods at Lithyia.

Lilanna hugs Randsford.

Lilanna just went south.

Falvicar nods.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow in Grutak's direction.

Speaking to Grutak, Perigourd says, "It would seem not."

More Questions from Attendees

Lithyia recites:

   "Alright everyone!"

Perigourd glances at Lithyia.

Trisscar blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Lithyia winks at Traiva.

Opalina heartily says, "Wow three minutes goes fast."

Grutak ponders.

Lithyia recites:

   "We are about to proceed!  Yes, three minutes in Lithy time is really one minute!"

Lithyia laughs!

Wolfloner nods at Opalina.

Lithyia raises her thanot talking stick skyward!

Yardie pours himself a shot of cinnamon liquor.

Falvicar chuckles to himself.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Jastalyn giggles.

Yardie offers Dendum a shot of cinnamon liquor.

Kobane starts chortling.

Speaking deeply to Perigourd, Roelon says, "Ah hae yet to hae the honor of keeping Alendrial."

Lithyia recites:

   "Collect your thoughts!  grab a drink!  Pinch your friends!"

Opalina heartily exclaims, "I didn't even get to eat a candy yet!"

Lithyia recites:

   "Kiss the person next to you!"

Lithyia smirks.

Dildelgun shakes his head at Opalina and clucks his tongue.

Lithyia gives Grutak a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Opalina kisses Falvicar for what seems like an eternity.

Yardie shivers.

Jastalyn kisses Lithyia tenderly on the cheek.

Lithyia recites:

   "The stick now goes to...."

Randsford glances at Roelon.

Yardie says, "No lips on me, please."

Jastalyn smiles.

Falvicar lovingly kisses Opalina gently on the hand.

Randsford looks over at Roelon and shakes his head.

Falvicar smiles quietly to himself.

(Lithyia glances around the room.)

Traiva gives Jastalyn a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Lithyia offers Traiva a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Trisscar nods to you.

Jastalyn glances between Randsford and Roelon.

Lithyia recites:

   "Traiva!"

Roelon nods slowly.

Hadya quietly says, "If you kiss me, there will be blood."

Yardie says, "Happy in my status."

Jastalyn gives Traiva a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Lithyia laughs!

Sorlu begins chuckling at Hadya!

Perigourd nods at Grutak.

Speaking to Hadya, Jaysehn says, "Agreed."

Jastalyn giggles.

Dildelgun looks thoughtfully at Hadya.

Traiva accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Speaking heartily to Lithyia, Opalina says, "Look what you started."

Lithyia grins at Opalina.

Lithyia giggles.

Roelon grins at Randsford.

Speaking darkly to Dildelgun, you warn, "I would not try it if I were you."

Lithyia laughs at you!

First taking a quick breath, Opalina pops a tiny round candy into her mouth and chews.

Dildelgun agrees with you.

Opalina slowly exhales, and the air surrounding her smells of strawberry-infused scotch whiskey.

Lithyia recites:

   "Everyone, please give Traiva your attention!"

Dildelgun nods enthusiastically!

Traiva says, "This question is for Jastalyn, and does have two parts."

Speaking raspily to you, Dildelgun whispers aloud, "She's kinda scary."

Jastalyn chuckles.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Traiva.

Lithyia glances at Dildelgun.

Lithyia raises an open palm to her mouth, purses her lips, and blows a gentle kiss in Dildelgun's direction.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Traiva asks, "There has been a fair amount of conflict across the continent lately, and near-conflict, with many ready to take up arms at the slightest provocation. Do you feel you are able to calmly sort out the truth from the lies that seem intent on stirring up this conflict, and what are your thoughts on the use of diplomacy over the battlefield?"

Dildelgun grins at Lithyia.

Dildelgun hums a fancy little tune to himself.

Traiva offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Traiva's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia nods at Traiva.

Jastalyn glances at Traiva.

Speaking to Traiva, Yardie says, "I like this question."

Perigourd cocks his head at Missoni.

Lithyia offers Jastalyn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Perigourd gazes west.

Yardie takes a drink from his cinnamon liquor.

Missoni frowns.

Lithyia says, "No beating anyone with that Jast."

Missoni releases an audible breath of air, something between a gasp and a sigh.

Missoni gestures into the air.

Jastalyn stands up.

Lithyia says, "That's my job."

Perigourd distractedly glances at Yardie.

Lithyia sniffs at her cinnamon liquor.

Opalina heartily says, "Wow best question of the night."

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "For the first part, I ibelieve and have learned in training that calmness is catching."

Lithyia wiggles her eyebrows.

Perigourd turns toward Yardie and renders a sharp hand salute.

You nod slightly at Trisscar.

Yardie grins at Perigourd.

Missoni stands up.

Missoni dusts herself off.

Trisscar nods to you.

Pulling Missoni close to himself, Perigourd plants a quick, but gentle, smooch on her lips.

Trisscar selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Missoni gives Perigourd a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Missoni nods once.

Missoni flounces south amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

Kobane furrows his brow.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "As far as sorting out the truth from the lies, I am always listening to many sides of a situation and believe we must support the side that directly supports our city's people."

Sorlu squints.

Yardie glances at Sorlu.

Sorlu glances at Yardie.

Sorlu smiles.

Yardie nods at Lithyia.

Sorlu nods approvingly at Yardie.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "There are those who would further a conflict for their own agenda, and we must be able to sort those out from those who would look towards the best solution for all involved."

Lithyia smiles at Yardie.

Lithyia nods.

Lithyia takes a drink from her cinnamon liquor.

Lithyia smiles.

Lithyia grins at Yardie.

Opalina leans back.

Randsford nods slowly at Jastalyn.

Opalina agrees with Jastalyn.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "For use of diplomacy over the battlefield, I think once we get to the battlefield then diplomacy has failed.  In such cases, we must defend those who cannot defend themselves in all integrity and honor where possible."

Jastalyn bites her lip.

Jastalyn offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Jastalyn's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Lithyia glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her hand.

Lithyia says, "Next..."

Jastalyn selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Lithyia turns to face Wolfloner.

Lithyia says, "Wolfloner."

Lithyia offers Wolfloner a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Wolfloner glances at Lithyia.

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Jastalyn.

Wolfloner accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn smiles.

Jastalyn gives Traiva a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Wolfloner glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in his hand.

Yardie chuckles.

Lithyia nods at Wolfloner.

Wolfloner offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia accepts Wolfloner's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia nods.

Lithyia glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her hand.

Lithyia exclaims, "Perigourd!"

Lithyia offers Perigourd a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Perigourd accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Perigourd carefully inspects his thanot talking stick.

Lithyia exclaims, "You have a turn with the stick!"

Perigourd gazes thoughtfully at his thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Use it wisely."

Lithyia winks.

Perigourd tilts his thanot talking stick side to side, making the light play off it.

Dildelgun snickers.

Perigourd turns to face Falvicar.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu glances between Perigourd and Falvicar.

Queatus nods.

Jastalyn hugs Traiva, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking to Falvicar, Perigourd asks, "I'm curious if elected what goals you would set for yourself to achieve as a member of the council of Icemule Trace, and where you would like to see Icemule at the end of your term, should you serve?"

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Falvicar.

Lithyia folds her hands.

Trisscar nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia smiles at Trisscar.

Falvicar recites:

   "At the moment, my goals are to keep Icemule safe from the north.  Many people know of the Moonsedge and the other threats therein.  I'd like to see more unity, and the town to work with others in a common goal such as fighting those threats and any other dangers that should arise.  At the end of my term, I'd like to see Icemule still standing safe and strong with our unified front."

Queatus nods.

Perigourd nods appreciatively at Falvicar.

Perigourd offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu nods.

Lithyia accepts Perigourd's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia smiles at Falvicar.

Falvicar says, "My blades will protect Icemule."

Falvicar nods reassuringly.

Missoni selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Dildelgun put a nondescript scarlet notecard in his ivory silk backpack.

Roelon nods.

Falvicar nods once at Lithyia.

Lithyia smiles at Falvicar.

Lithyia nods.

Lithyia turns to face Queatus.

Queatus nods.

Lithyia exclaims, "Queatus! You impatient man...you are up!"

Lithyia snickers.

Lithyia pinches Queatus!

Lithyia offers Queatus a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Queatus accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn grins at Queatus.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Queatus.

Dildelgun whispers something to Lithyia.

Queatus says, "I have a question for Dendum."

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Opalina turns to Queatus and cheers!

Falvicar chuckles to himself.

Lithyia laughs at Queatus!

Sorlu glances between Queatus and Dendum.

Sorlu flashes a wide grin.

Speaking to Dendum, Queatus asks, "What do you think about the recent anti-gnomish bias in Icemule political debates, and, if elected, what would you do to promote unity among those in Icemule of different racial and cultural backgrounds?"

Lithyia groans.

Dendum says, "Ahh this is very good question."

Sorlu smirks at Queatus.

Sorlu chuckles.

Lithyia says, "The Dendum will answer even though he said he WASNT A CANDIDATE."

Lithyia snickers at Dendum.

Dendum says, "Obviously anti-gnome bias is more and more apparent.....lately....in this room."

Lithyia scoffs.

Dildelgun cackles!

Queatus agrees with Dendum.

Opalina's jaw drops.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Lithyia says, "Listen, none of us can stop the Dendum when he gets going."

Lithyia says, "So let's not try."

Lithyia shrugs.

Missoni looks completely lost.

Queatus beams!

(Lithyia makes grabby hands at Yardie.)

Dendum says, "If elected would continue to open dialogue with those who have connection in the north, both inside and outside the walls of icemule. There is vast andglorious land around the town of icemule and stretching into the greater north....many races to bring together."

Yardie exclaims, "Gahh!!"

Queatus nods.

Lithyia mutters cinnamon.

Lithyia mutters roll.

Dendum nods at Queatus.

Queatus offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Randsford nods approvingly at Dendum.

Lithyia accepts Queatus's thanot talking stick.

Speaking curiously to Dendum, you clarify, "So you are running then?"

Queatus says, "Thank you."

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Opalina agrees with Dendum.

Lithyia turns to face Trisscar.

Falvicar appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Sorlu gazes with interest at Dendum.

Trisscar stands up.

Lithyia exclaims, "Next up...the ever patient Trisscar!"

Lithyia offers Trisscar a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Speaking to you, Dendum says, ""You do not have talking stick."

Trisscar accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Trisscar blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Lithyia grins at Dendum.

Speaking to Trisscar, you ask, "May I borrow that for one second?"

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Dendum laughs!

Perigourd chuckles.

Trisscar warmly says, "I apologize for being quiet."

Jastalyn grins at Trisscar.

Trisscar nods to you.

Perigourd smiles at Trisscar.

Trisscar offers you a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

You accept Trisscar's offer and are now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Speaking calmly to Dendum, you repeat, "So you are running then?"

Lithyia nods at Kobane.

Dendum exclaims, "Thief has stolen the talking stick!"

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Lithyia flails her arms about.

Queatus appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Dendum flails his arms about.

Jastalyn giggles.

Lithyia exclaims, "The stick is on the move!"

Lithyia flails her arms about.

Dendum flails his arms about.

You offer your thanot talking stick to Trisscar.

Speaking softly to Dendum, Trisscar accuses, "The stick was given, not taken."

Dendum arranges his posture and features in a perfect imitation of Lithyia!

Trisscar has accepted your offer and is now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Speaking to Trisscar, you say, "You have my sincere thanks."

Jastalyn softly says, "Answer the question, sir."

Lithyia laughs at Dendum!

Trisscar coughs.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Dendum's direction.

Trisscar bows to you.

You nod slightly at Trisscar.

Queatus says, "From not enough questions to one too many...."

Jastalyn stares at Dendum, tapping her foot impatiently as she waits.

Queatus sighs.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Queatus!

Dendum exclaims, "Currently standing still but the path from here to tomorrow will require many of us to walk and run towards the future!"

Speaking to Jastalyn, Grutak asks, "Lithy said non-candidate questions. Is Aliashyrah withdrawing from the race I wonder?"

Dendum nods to you.

Jastalyn giggles.

Sorlu nods understandingly at Dendum.

Sorlu says, "Well said."

Lithyia exclaims, "I'm bout to turn that stick into the hittin stick!"

Sorlu grins slowly.

Jastalyn grins at Lithyia.

Speaking softly to you, Trisscar recites, "I wish to ask you a question. I have not yet heard some of your plans. You wish to be on the Council, so what would you wish to do here in Icemule, and what do you think would change?"

Trisscar offers you a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

You accept Trisscar's offer and are now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Speaking to Trisscar, you say, "I wish to see Icemule flourish and embrace the future she has within her grasp. I think much can change as a town reflects her people and the people of Icemule are constantly growing and changing, even if some of those changes are painful or come through conflict."

Trisscar nods to you.

Sorlu nods to you.

Dildelgun agrees with you.

Dildelgun raspily says, "That's an amazin answer."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Dildelgun!

Lithyia shakes her head.

Lithyia scoffs.

Lithyia gazes heavenward.

Sorlu smirks at Dildelgun.

Dildelgun blinks.

Dildelgun gulps.

Speaking warmly to you, Trisscar says, "Thank you."

You nod at Trisscar.

Trisscar nods at Lithyia.

(Lithyia makes grabby hands for the stick.)

Lithyia mutters stick.

Falvicar mutters whip.

Falvicar snickers to himself.

Sorlu grins at Falvicar.

Lithyia winks at Grutak.

Jastalyn softly says, "She has left us hanging."

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Lithyia exclaims, "I require my stick!"

Speaking softly to you, Jastalyn says, "Wakey wakey."

You offer your thanot talking stick to Lithyia.

Grutak mutters poof.

Lithyia has accepted your offer and is now holding a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn grins at you.

Sorlu chuckles.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Lithyia giggles.

Lithyia smirks.

Wolfloner stands up.

You shrug.

Jastalyn giggles.

Sorlu grins at you.

Lithyia exclaims, "Dendum...being that you arent actually a candidate, you get the stick now to ask an actual candidate a question!"

Trisscar blinks.

Lithyia offers Dendum a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Dendum declines Lithyia's offer.

Dendum says, "Have spoken enough."

Lithyia says, "Fine...be that way."

Lithyia snickers at Dendum.

Dendum exclaims, "It is time for action!"

Lithyia turns to face Yardie.

Dendum raises his fist defiantly.

Lithyia exclaims, "Yardie!"

Roelon grins.

Queatus grins at Dendum.

Lithyia offers Yardie a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Yardie accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn grins.

Wolfloner glances at Yardie.

Hadya holds her hand out in front of her, gazing at her thin fingers decorated in a bronze serpentine tisrin scaled in arsenic green emerald. Hadya lifts her haughty gaze.

Speaking to Lithyia, you say, "I think that is as close to a definite declaration that he is running as we will get."

Lithyia starts chuckling at you!

Speaking to Jastalyn, you ask, "Plus if I kept the stick, that means I get to keep talking, yes?"

Jastalyn grins at you.

Jastalyn adopts an agreeable expression.

Lithyia looks over at you and shakes her head.

Lithyia smirks.

Yardie respectfully asks, "As of late, there are many who feel Icemule has fallen to the some sort of...well...radical means of governing and dealing with matters. To them, confidence here might be dying due to certain...actions. How do you candidates hope to restorve Icemule's image as a open town to those who might feel otherwise?"

Speaking playfully to Jastalyn, you whisper aloud, "Lithyia has begun to get drunk with power with it."

Sorlu grins.

Lithyia grins at you.

Yardie offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Yardie."

Jastalyn adopts an agreeable expression.

Lithyia says, "You must direct the question at ONE candidate."

Randsford nods approvingly at Yardie.

Lithyia says, "And only one."

Lithyia says, "Per my rules."

Yardie glances at Sorlu.

Lithyia snickers.

Lithyia accepts Yardie's thanot talking stick.

Yardie says, "No, not hiim."

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Yardie.

Yardie says, "Let me get....Jast."

Lithyia turns to face Jastalyn.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Jastalyn.

Lithyia laughs!

Speaking to Sorlu, Yardie says, "You answered last time."

Speaking to Yardie, Sorlu says, "Fair enough."

Jastalyn softly says, "What."

Jastalyn softly says, "Stick."

Lithyia offers Jastalyn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Dont beat him Jast."

Jastalyn stands up.

Lithyia looks over at Jastalyn and shakes her head.

Lithyia smirks at Dildelgun.

Speaking to Lithyia, you say, "She saves that for her dungeon."

Lithyia starts chuckling at you!

Trisscar selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "First, let me say, I understand being on the wrong side of racial tension.  Try being a half-elf in Illistim."

Jastalyn softly says, "Radical."

Jastalyn softly says, "Not racial."

Jastalyn softly says, "That changes my answer."

Sorlu lightly jests, "Slight difference."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Kobane covers his mouth and chortles away behind his hand.

Lithyia giggles to herself.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "I can only hope with a new council, and possibly a new Mayor, we can work as a team to restore the dream of Icemule where everyone is welcomoe."

Sorlu smiles at Jastalyn.

Queatus nods.

Randsford nods encouragingly at Jastalyn.

Grutak shakes his head.

Jastalyn recites softly:

   "It does actually circle back to the racial answer I started earlier.  I moved here many many years ago when times were simpler and I felt welcomed with open arms.  Keeping that same warmth in mind, I will work very hard to bring back the same feeling to anyone who should choose to make Icemule their forever home."

Jastalyn offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Sorlu nods approvingly.

Lithyia accepts Jastalyn's thanot talking stick.

Jastalyn raises an eyebrow.

Jastalyn selects an available padded seat and makes her way over to it, quietly taking a spot.

You smile at Jastalyn.

Missoni smiles.

Lithyia exclaims, "Thank you. Next up.... Diddles!"

Dildelgun mutters under his breath.

Lithyia offers Dildelgun a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Speaking flatly to Lithyia, you ask, "I think he has asked enough questions, don't you?"

Dildelgun raspily says, "It ain't my name, but close enough."

Dildelgun accepts Lithyia's thanot talking stick.

Lithyia says, "He gets a turn."

Lithyia shrugs.

Lithyia says, "You might get a wedding proposal."

Lithyia starts chuckling at you!

Dildelgun raspily says, "I got a question for the big fella there, Grutak."

Speaking to Dildelgun, Grutak asks, "Would you prefer diddler?"

Lithyia grins at Grutak.

Dildelgun grumbles at Grutak.

Yardie nods at Jastalyn.

Lithyia giggles to herself.

Speaking raspily to Grutak, Dildelgun says, "Not only are ya big, but ya talks big too. Ya talked about building up the militia, and even makin a navy fer the Mule."

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Dildelgun.

Jastalyn grins at Traiva.

Speaking raspily to Grutak, Dildelgun asks, "But at what point are ya plannin to bring back our calvary?"

Lithyia chuckles.

Dendum blinks.

Speaking raspily to Grutak, Dildelgun asks, "And how do I sign up?"

You raise your eyebrows and make a show of gazing intently at Dildelgun, but stop short of wasting any words.

Dildelgun offers Lithyia a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Dildelgun!

Lithyia accepts Dildelgun's thanot talking stick.

Dildelgun removes a rope-bridled blue monir stick horse painted with spots from in his ivory silk backpack.

Lithyia laughs at Dildelgun!

Dildelgun roughly yanks the reins of his monir stick horse back towards his chest and dramatically calls out, "Woooooooah!"

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Grutak.

Dildelgun cackles!

Lithyia turns to face Grutak.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Grutak.

Sorlu shakes his head at Dildelgun and clucks his tongue.

Dildelgun peers quizzically at Grutak.

Speaking to Dildelgun, Grutak says, "The Cavalry is in the works. We are looking at various mounts to determine their effectiveness in the snow and ice."

Traiva leans softly against Jastalyn.

Jastalyn grins at Traiva.

You knead at your forehead with the elegant fingers of one hand, trying to keep your exasperation off your face.

Dildelgun raspily exclaims, "Very good! Very good!"

Lithyia giggles at Dildelgun.

Dendum squeezes his eyes shut and shakes his head in disbelief.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Dildelgun raises his monir stick horse and offers a formal salute, punctuated by a gentle whinny.

Grutak nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia grins.

Sorlu shakes his head, totally at a loss.

Lithyia exclaims, "Well that brings us to.... me!"

Lithyia exclaims, "I get to ask a question now!"

Lithyia beams!

Sorlu grins at Lithyia.

Jastalyn giggles at Lithyia.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Lithyia.

Lithyia lovingly says, "Commander Grutak...tell me...why should i vote for you...other than ya know.."

Lithyia winks at Grutak.

Lithyia raises an open palm to her mouth, purses her lips, and blows a gentle kiss in Grutak's direction.

Grutak chuckles.

Roelon grins slowly.

Sorlu flashes a wide grin.

Dendum twitches his thin fingers ever so briefly.

Lithyia smirks.

Lithyia gazes fondly at Grutak.

Grutak says, "First, there is the old saying... I want to build a reorganized Icemule into a Northern Nation, for a safe and secure future. I think we all want that, but that's not enough."

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Grutak.

Grutak says, "What does it mean to be safe and secure. Those are very important and profound words."

Sorlu nods in agreement at Grutak.

Grutak says, "Does that mean beating to death anyone that is around us to the point that they no longer wish to contend with us? Yes, it can."

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow.

Lithyia grins at Jastalyn.

Lithyia taps a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick, which is in her right hand.

Lithyia glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her hand.

Grutak says, "It can also mean extending an olive branch, to share the future, to show restraint and civility... when returned."

Lithyia nods.

Lithyia nods at Grutak.

Lithyia mutters lessfun.

Jastalyn smiles at Grutak.

Trisscar cocks her head at Grutak.

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

Grutak says, "Sometimes... you have to hit a person over the head with a 2x4 before they'll listen to reason."

Lithyia giggles to herself.

Lithyia says, "Or a talkin stick."

Lithyia glances at a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick in her hand.

Sorlu laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Randsford gazes heavenward.

Grutak says, "And that... that is part of creating a safe and secure future for our homeland."

Grutak nods at Lithyia.

Talking Stick or Beating Stick

Lithyia recites:

   "With that, I want to ask one final thing of our candidates...."

Dendum nods.

Missoni shifts her weight.

Sorlu cocks his head at Lithyia.

Lithyia recites:

   "Would you all like a chance to ask one question to another candidate?"

Grutak says, "Yes."

Lithyia recites:

   "Or can I beat you with the stick now?"

Jastalyn giggles.

Grutak says, "No."

Sorlu grins.

(Jastalyn lines up.)

Lithyia snaps her fingers.

Sorlu says, "I'm open to either."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Jastalyn softly says, "Me first."

Kobane bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

Lithyia offers Jastalyn a silver-traced blue thanot talking stick.

Lithyia laughs at Kobane!

Jastalyn declines Lithyia's offer.

Speaking quietly in Sylvankind to herself, Trisscar whispers aloud something you don't understand.

Jastalyn softly says, "I'm not going to hit myself with the stick."

Lithyia says, "Fine."

Trisscar shakes her head.

Lithyia snickers.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Jastalyn softly says, "I have people for that."

Speaking heartily to Jastalyn, Opalina says, "Good choice."

Jastalyn softly says, "I mean."

Jastalyn clears her throat.

Jastalyn winks at Opalina.

Roelon grins.

Lithyia recites:

   "The hour is late so if you would like to stay to ask other candidates please do, if not... I hit you with the stick"

Queatus raises his hand.

Missoni stands up.

Speaking to Lithyia, you say, "Very well run debate. Icemule is fortunate to have such a capable moderator."

Jastalyn glances at Queatus.

Perigourd takes Missoni's hand into his own.

Missoni nods slightly at Perigourd.

You nod approvingly at Lithyia.

Kobane quietly says, "So stay or get beaten."

Kobane leans forward and rests his chin in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Jastalyn adopts an agreeable expression.

Sorlu agrees with you.

Perigourd rubs his umber eyes.

Jastalyn gives Lithyia a friendly hug.

Her hand lowered, Missoni gives a subtle wave.

Lithyia recites:

   "Then let us call it an evening!  Thank you everyone for attending!"

Arranging his face into a formal expression, Perigourd gives a respectful bow, one hand going to his suede hood to keep it in place.

Lithyia applauds.

Preservationist Perigourd's group just went south.

Roelon stands up.

Jastalyn lets out a cheer!

Sorlu applauds Lithyia.

Jastalyn applauds.

Wolfloner nods at Lithyia.

Jastalyn stands up.

Roelon forcefully crosses one arm over his leather coat-of-plates and offers a formal bow.

Hadya stands up.

You applaud Lithyia.

Trisscar applauds Lithyia.

Lithyia curtsies.

Jastalyn giggles at Traiva.

Falvicar stands up.

Speaking to Dendum, Queatus says, "Anti-gnome bias..."

Lithyia holds the sides of her tea-length gown outward and performs a graceful curtsy.

Hadya adds Jaysehn to her group.

Queatus sighs.

Speaking heartily to Lithyia, Opalina says, "Thank you."

Speaking to Lithyia, Sorlu says, "Very well done, Moderator Lithyia."

Lithyia says, "Thank YOU."

Sorlu nods approvingly at Lithyia.

Lithyia says, "Well thank you."

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Traiva stands up.

Hadya glances around the room.

Dildelgun turns to Lithyia and cheers!

Lithyia beams happily at Kobane!

Roelon grins.

Speaking to Lithyia, Queatus says, "Nice job."

Lithyia giggles.

Traiva says, "Thank you all."

Queatus nods.

Lithyia says, "Thank you."

Dildelgun glances around the room.

Lithyia holds the sides of her tea-length gown outward and performs a graceful curtsy.

Dildelgun stands up.

Jastalyn grins.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Kobane stands up.

Hadya simply offers, "Qaiteke."

Hadya's group just went south.

Sliding his legs together until his heels click, Kobane bows low at the waist toward Lithyia, his violet and emerald green eyes cast downward. He brings his closed right fist respectfully against the front of his shirt with a faint creak, the motion drawing attention to his feather-patterned leather sleeves. Misty green light seeps into his body from the shirt, a brief ethereal image of a wolf overlaying his face in a temporary mask as he straightens up.

Falvicar shrugs.

Dildelgun gives his monir stick horse a firm slap on its imaginary rump and lurches forward, holding the reins of the bucking pony securely in your fist.

Dildelgun just went south.

Jastalyn softly says, "Thank you for a wonderful evening."

Lithyia chuckles.

Roelon heavily pounds both his fists against his chest and bows his head slightly.

Lithyia applauds.

Jastalyn grins.

Queatus waves.

Dendum exclaims, "How interesting!"