All the Lich King's Men - 2013-02-16 - Gosaenan Commune (log)

So... Sovine suggested that we commune with Gosaena in order to find some insight to Barnom's fall. Most of the attendees were of the Obsidian Tower, however a handful of defenders were invited to come (only one did). It didn't exactly... turn out as we'd hoped and without Greganth or Seomanthe there (as they knew and understood what needed to be done), it kind of fell into awesome chaos. Here's the log:

[Temple, Inner Sanctum]
A heavy granite slab dominates the northern wall, its mottled grey surface rough and unadorned. Standing before the slab, a low altar at her feet, is a life-sized grey marble statue of a woman, her voluminous outstretched wings flowing up nearly to the ceiling then sloping down in a cascade of intricate feathers to her sides. Rows of tall pillar candles cast the chamber in a dim, shifting glow, the wavering candlelight doing nothing to drive off the faint chill that pervades the utterly still air. You also see a pair of arched mistwood doors.
Obvious exits: none
>look at statue
The lovely yet solemn face of the Goddess bears no hint of emotion, regarding all who come into her presence with a silent, impartial gaze. Her arms are slack at her sides, palms turned outward, and her wings spread high over her head in a magnificent display of intricately carved feathers. Simple robes adorn her delicate form, expertly rendered in such a way that they flow about her as if stirred by a faint but constant draft.

>sense
You open your soul to the lesser spirits in the room in an attempt to find a Minor Sanctuary. Nothing stands out to you.

Utilizing your familiarity with the divine, you sense the distinct presence of Gosaena's influence in the room.
Roundtime: 3 sec.

You kneel down.

You [Obsidian Tower]: "I would have it known that the commune will be held in Gosaena'a Temple in Solhaven, particularly the Inner Sanctum."

Daeliera chants a reverent litany to herself, channeling her thoughts and energy to prepare for tonight's events.

You put a green malachite stone in your moss agate mortar.
You take the moss agate pestle into your free hand and crush the malachite stone, moving the pestle with deliberate, methodical motions.

The malachite stone appears to be as ground as its going to get.
Roundtime: 5 sec.

Daeliera blesses the powdered malachite stone with a quick prayer as she grinds

Daeliera char takes a napkin from her overrobes and dabs it in her mortar to gather excess malachite powder.

Azimar's group just came through a pair of arched mistwood doors.

Azimar glances around the room.

Ralanaa put a twisted pale rowan runestaff wrapped in a shredded black shroud in his spidersilk pack.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Telare says, "There you all are."

Ralanaa just closed a dark spidersilk pack with a trio of obsidian buckles.

Speaking in Elven, Ralanaa says, "Kris har'esh."

Aurawyn gazes with interest at her surroundings.

Speaking in Elven, Xeta asks, "May I be excued for a moment?"

Ralanaa sits down.

Speaking in Elven, Telare says, "Kris har'esh sho'nae, Shadow, Q'halae."

Ralanaa waves a hand at Xeta, dismissing her indifferently.

Aurawyn inclines her head.

Xeta inclines her head.

Alverach walks towards you.

Alverach kneels down.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Alverach says, "Kris har'esh, Mis'ra."

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "Greetings once more Essence."

Ralanaa takes a moment to observe you.

Xeta just went through a pair of arched mistwood doors.

Speaking in Elven to Azimar, Telare asks, "It has been too long, no?"

Speaking in Elven, you quietly say, "Kris har'esh."

Speaking in Elven to you, Azimar says, "Lo'mah...well met. Are you prepared for this evening."

Azimar grins at Telare.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Alverach, you say, "Riskar."

Alverach stands up.

Ralanaa folds his hands in his lap.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Azimar, you say, "I am... and more so should you have found the moss agates required."

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "I instructed your q'hali to bring you wine if you desire."

Azimar glances at you.

Speaking in Elven to you, Azimar says, "I have none...I have not been in Illistim for some time where they are found."

Speaking in Elven to you, Azimar says, "Im sure the Arkati care not about a few stones."

Azimar smirks as a haughty expression flits across his face.

You nod slowly.

Ralanaa ponders.

Speaking in Elven, Telare asks, "How many do you need?"

Telare peers quizzically at you.

Ralanaa whispers, "How many did you need?"

Speaking quietly in Elven to Telare, you say, "A minimum of five."

Speaking in Elven, Ralanaa says, "I know of four."

Speaking in Elven, Telare asks, "I doubt that is possible. A few, perhaps. But five?"

Speaking in Elven to you, Azimar asks, "Who will be attending from the Landing?"

Speaking sarcastically in Elven to Telare, Ralanaa says, "Not possible."

Telare snickers to himself.

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "It is going to be a long evening...but we should begin in the next 20 minutes or so if I am not mistaken. Everyone join Daeliera."

Speaking in Elven to Telare, Ralanaa asks, "Is the Lib'ra going to join us this evening?"

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "She was going to try, but was not sure."

Ralanaa nods slowly at Azimar.

Speaking in Elven to Ralanaa, Telare says, "I presume she will try to make it. I do not know if she returned from Illistim, though."

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "I spoke to her this morning."

Speaking in Elven, you quietly say, "I have those attending to arrive at the top of the hour."

Sovine [Obsidian Tower]: "Greetings brothers an sisters."

Speaking in Elven, Ralanaa quietly asks, "Will you sit?"

Ralanaa glances at Aurawyn.

Telare [Obsidian Tower]: "Greetings, Ta'krk'th."

Azimar [Obsidian Tower]: "Greetings Warlord, we are all gathered in the Temple in Solhaven."

Aurawyn sits down.

Sovine [Obsidian Tower]: "I shall be there shortly."

Xeta smiles briefly at Telare before lowering her head again.

Speaking in Elven, you quietly say, "Upon arrival, I will prepare this space to open the link. The true beginning will be half past the hour."

Telare nods at Xeta.

Speaking in Elven to Aurawyn, Azimar says, "Our group continues to grow Shorn'ri. When Ralanaa and I were ad'shai together, I do not recall such a gathering."

Azimar sits down.

Aurawyn smiles at Azimar.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Azimar, Aurawyn says, "Nye since the day of Evarin were they common place."

Azimar nods at Aurawyn.

Speaking in Elven to Azimar, Ralanaa reminds, "Some might yet fail."

Xeta steeples her fingers together loosely and takes a deep breath, appearing very calm.

Daeliera blesses the agate with a small prayer as she continues to grind it down.

You take the moss agate pestle into your free hand and crush the moss agate, moving the pestle with deliberate, methodical motions.

Sovine [Obsidian Tower]: "Where in the temple."

Telare [Obsidian Tower]: "Inner sanctum, sho'nah."

Aurawyn's expression is thoughtful, but her furrowed brow indicates she's working something out for herself.

Ralanaa agrees with Telare.

Ralanaa casually glances at Aurawyn.

Speaking in Elven to Sovine, Ralanaa says, "Kris har'esh, Ta'krak'th."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Sovine says, "Krish Har'esh."

Telare twists his head slightly, cracking his neck. He looks relieved.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Sovine, Ralanaa offers, "Have a seat."

Speaking in Elven to Sovine, Ralanaa comments, "The Lo'mah needs presence of mind for this attempt."

Sovine nods.

Sovine adopts an agreeable expression.

Ralanaa ponders.

Daeliera smirks to herself beneath a bowed head and murmurs an unheard comment, "Unlike you, Warlord."

Speaking quietly in Elven to Ralanaa, you inform, "Her presence appears very prevalent in this room... and we shall use her statue as a link."

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa says, "Eii, move forward when ready."

Speaking in Elven, Aurawyn curiously asks, "Do we mean to but one of the q'halae on this" as she points toward the altar, "or..?"

Aurawyn gazes with interest at Alverach.

Speaking in Elven, you quietly continue, "We wait for the other to arrive. If they do not within a quarter of the hour, we will continue without them."

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa inquires, "Do you mean to make a sacrafice?"

Ralanaa glances at Alverach.

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa muses, "The blood might help to strengthen the link, no?"

Speaking in Elven, you flatly say, "We deal with one who knows the end of all... I doubt she will take a living sacrifice like Luukos would."

Ralanaa grins slowly.

Xeta smiles quietly to herself.

Sovine adopts an agreeable expression.

High Lady Vilorcasdra just strode purposefully through a pair of arched mistwood doors.

Ralanaa glances appraisingly at Vilorcasdra.

Vilorcasdra casually observes her surroundings.

Speaking sharply in Elven to Sovine, you say, "She acts as a strongarm should our attempt call upon unwanted intruders."

Ralanaa smirks as a haughty expression flits across his face.

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa reminds, "We have a strongarm."

Ralanaa casually glances at Aurawyn.

Aurawyn smiles quietly to herself.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Ralanaa, Aurawyn says, "If she would prefer to use outside influences for her ruse then allow her to waste the time of another."

Speaking bluntly in Elven to Ralanaa, you say, "We would need several."

Speaking confidingly in Elven to you, Vilorcasdra says, "From the values of Ta'Illistim, as agreed. To be returned of course once needs met."

Azimar whispers, "Remember, you are an equal...not a lesser to the one you commune with."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to you, Sovine says, "You have everyone of your kin here that would defend you."

Azimar glances at Vilorcasdra.

You nod curtly at Vilorcasdra.

You accept Vilorcasdra's offer and are now holding a small golden relic.

Vaedalis [Obsidian Tower]: "Where are we gathered?"

You put on a small golden relic.

Speaking in Elven to Vilorcasdra, Ralanaa asks, "Will you be seated?"

Ralanaa scowls.

Azimar [Obsidian Tower]: "Greetings Lib'ra."

You quietly whisper to Azimar, "I know this."

You accept Vilorcasdra's offer and are now holding a faenor-framed silver sickle symbol.

Speaking in Elven to Vaedalis, Xeta says, "Kris har'esh, Mis'ra."

Vaedalis [Obsidian Tower]: "And you."

Sovine nods to Vaedalis in greeting.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Xeta, Vaedalis admonishes, "Later."

Xeta tilts her head down.

Ralanaa casually glances at you.

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa suggests, "You should do this in Dhe'narsi so that Gosena knows who calls upon her."

Vaedalis sets her mouth in a thin line of disapproval.

You glance at Ralanaa.

Vaedalis glances at Telare.

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa offers, "Just an idea."

Speaking in Elven to Vaedalis, Azimar says, "Kris har'esh Lib'ra."

Speaking in Elven, you wryly say, "Right."

peaking in Elven to Ralanaa, Telare says, "I would suggest that the Priestess does it how she sees fit."

Speaking in Elven, Telare says, "She is the petitioner, of course."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Sovine says, "One does not petition the arkati.. well some do, but we call them to appear."

Speaking in Elven to Telare, Azimar says, "We are at a meeting with equals, I dont think they would mind."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Sovine says, "We are there children in lore."

Telare raises an eyebrow in Sovine's direction.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Telare, Sovine says, "An there equals in time."

Speaking disinterestedly in Dhe'narsi to you, Vaedalis asks, "Is there anything you require?"


Speaking dismissively in Elven to Vaedalis, you say, "No."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Vaedalis politely adds, "That I can provide, that is."

Vaedalis nods to you.

Vaedalis leans against a heavy granite slab.

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa inquires, "You have the agates needed then?"

Speaking quietly in Elven to Ralanaa, you say, "They will do."

Ralanaa nods slowly to you.

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "I am here only to observe the proceedings, for knowledge sake."

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "I have my doubts on the usefulness of this one."

Azimar glances at a winged marble statue.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Azimar, Sovine says, "It is her foresight."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Azimar, Sovine says, "If she chooses to share it."

Azimar arches a skeptical eyebrow as he takes in his surroundings.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Azimar, Sovine says, "You can doubt there immortality or even if there power is as great as the wish the lessers to beleive, however some of them have skills we can learn from. Hers aside from the gates is she can see death, she can foresee it an who should be passing the gats."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Sovine, Telare asks, "Do me a favor?"

Speaking slowly in Dhe'narsi to Sovine, Telare asks, "Be as quiet as I am for the rest of this commune?"

Speaking in Elven to Sovine, Azimar says, "Lovely, perhaps she is taking a bribe from some pakra'a and will be too busy to attend. We shall see."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi to Telare, Sovine says, "I already know what your going to say."

Vaedalis raises an eyebrow in Azimar's direction.

You purse your lips in disapproval.

Ralanaa clears his throat.

Speaking in Elven to you, Azimar asks, "When do you plan on beginning?"


With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.

Aurawyn wrinkles her nose.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Azimar, you repeat, "Should none show by a quarter past the hour, I will begin ceremony preparations and explanations of what to expect."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Vaedalis patiently asks, "Who are we waiting for?"

Speaking in Elven, you quietly say, "Once comeplete, I will begin the link."

Azimar nods to you.

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "Very well."

Vaedalis smiles slightly.

You tighten your grip on your sickle symbol.

(Insert miscellaneous shifting around until everyone is in position).

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "I was already in a perfect circle...of course."

Speaking in Elven, you impatiently say, "It is important there is a full circle... and it cannot be broken."

Speaking dismissively in Elven to Azimar, you say, "A perfect circle does not contain only yourself."

Speaking in Elven, Aurawyn quietly asks, "Then I suppose I should remain where I am if there is to be need of protection. No?"

Aurawyn smiles quietly to herself.

You glance at Aurawyn.

Speaking in Elven, you sharply say, "Or you are more than welcome to leave."

Aurawyn gazes in amusement at you.

Aurawyn nods in agreement at Azimar.

Aurawyn scoots over next to Azimar.

Speaking in Elven to Aurawyn, Ralanaa says, "Sit next to me, Shon'ri."

Aurawyn scoots over next to Ralanaa.

Telare clenches his jaw.

Aurawyn looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.

Azimar's expression goes blank as his thoughts turn inward.

(Daeliera begins walking around the outside of the circle, carefully measuring out malachite stone dust around all those seated.)

Ralanaa grins at Aurawyn.

Aurawyn smiles quietly to herself.

Azimar takes a moment to observe you.

(Starts walking behind each participant and places powdered malachite stone behind them.)

Geijon just came through a pair of arched mistwood doors.

You glance at Geijon.

Geijon says, "This is no short distance."

Speaking quietly to Geijon, you say, "You are late."

Ralanaa scowls at Geijon.

Azimar laces his fingers together with barely hidden anger. The pressure he applies to his fingers causes them to turn white.

Geijon says, "Not as late as Greganth."

Geijon grins.

You point at Vaedalis.

Speaking quietly to Geijon, you say, "Take your seat beside her."

Speaking quietly in Elven to Azimar, Aurawyn asks, "Who is need of wine when you can have the foolishness that resumes here?"

Geijon says, "My apologies. A few of th' details did not reach me."

Vaedalis sets her mouth in a thin line of disapproval.

Vaedalis leans to her left slightly.

Geijon put a gleaming rune-scribed maul in his threaded war harness.

Vaedalis stares at Telare.

You sharply say, "You may leave at any time."

You glance at Aurawyn.

Sovine glances at you.

Telare chuckles to himself.

Speaking quietly in Elven to you, Aurawyn retorts, "Do go about your business."

Aurawyn waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, you quietly say, "She should not be here if she only seeks to disrupt."

Geijon shifts his weight.

Speaking in Elven, Azimar says, "It is fine, continue."

Speaking in Elven to you, Ralanaa states, "She stays."

You squint at Ralanaa.

You quietly begin, "It is important that none move from beyond the dust's boundaries."

Azimar nods slowly.

You carefully explain, "There have been concerns about a dark force interrupting, as Greganth had said it has happened in the past."

Azimar nods to you.

Ralanaa nods slowly to you.

You quietly continue, "The circle and this location both are precautions to avoid such."

You glance at Geijon.

Sovine adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking quietly to Geijon, you say, "You will stand in for him as he is not present."

Geijon nods to you.

You quietly say, "If you have a question, you ask only one. No more than that."

Geijon says, "I am bigger, by a large margin. If that will be a factor."

Geijon grins.

Speaking in Elven, Ralanaa mutters, "Giantkin."

Aurawyn laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You remove some powdered moss agate from in your compact tote.

Ralanaa casually glances at you.

Geijon raises an eyebrow.

You carefully place some powdered moss agate on the floor.

You clench your sickle symbol and take a deep breath, calming yourself. After a moment you are filled with a sense of resolve and release your grip.

You tilt your head down.

You recite quietly:

"We come before the Mistress of Eternity, the only one of the Arkati who knows the beginning and knows the end... the only one who can for sure say what must be done to stop the lich abomination."

Lacing his fingers together, Azimar's body stiffens as he listens quietly.

You raise your hand while murmuring a soft orison, focusing on the Prayer of Communion spell...

Aurawyn glances away.

You gesture at a winged marble statue.
Focusing your will on the winged marble statue, you channel your energies into opening up a link between yourself and Gosaena.

You fall into a deep trancelike state while muttering a quiet prayer in the hope that Gosaena will hear. After a few silent moments, you calmly open your eyes.

Xeta looks thoughtfully at you.

You notice Xeta watching you warily out of the corner of her eyes.

You close your eyes for a moment.

Azimar glances at a winged marble statue.

Ralanaa casually glances at some powdered moss agate.

You evenly say, "Though you remain neutral in all things, Gosaena, we merely ask insight as to a weakness or... the location of the lich's phylactery..."

The ground beneath you violently shakes and rumbles causing you to fall down!

Azimar frowns.

Aurawyn wrinkles her nose.

You move to a kneeling position.

You tilt your head down.

Xeta tilts her head up.

Azimar gazes with interest at a winged marble statue.

Telare casually observes his surroundings.

A stiff breeze swirls through the sanctum, causing a pair of arched mistwood doors to suddenly slam shut!

Geijon moves to a kneeling position.

Telare glances at a winged marble statue.

Ralanaa casually observes his surroundings.

You glance at a pair of arched mistwood doors.

Geijon's entire body tenses as he clenches his fist.

Ralanaa casually glances at a winged marble statue.

Xeta tilts her head down.

Vilorcasdra retracts her extended deep crimson wings, wrapping them around her body protectively.

Geijon says, "We're fine."

You carefully say, "Remain calm. It is a response..."

Aurawyn laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Vaedalis gazes in amusement at Geijon.

You quietly murmur, "Though which is unknown..."

Sovine adopts an agreeable expression.

A pair of emerald green serpents materialize over the statue and start to slither their way down.

Vaedalis wrinkles her nose.

Sovine frowns.

You carefully say, "That..."

Ralanaa sets his mouth in a thin line of disapproval.

Geijon removes a gleaming rune-scribed maul from in his threaded war harness.

You glance at a winged marble statue.

Geijon stands up.

Xeta says, "Luukos.."

Geijon scowls.

Azimar slings an ashen-black tower shield crested with a trio of obsidian rings off from over his shoulder.

Speaking quietly in Elven to Geijon, Vilorcasdra warns, "Don't break the circle."

Xeta glances down.

Speaking firmly to Geijon, you say, "Do not break the circle."

A sibilant voice hisses, "Sssooo cold...".

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Sovine says, "Se if he speaks."

Vilorcasdra casually observes her surroundings.

Telare inclines his ear, but doesn't hear anything unusual.

Azimar moves to a kneeling position.

Geijon nods to you.

Ralanaa inclines his ear, but doesn't hear anything unusual.

You firmly state, "You have no business here."

Speaking in Elven, Aurawyn casually says, "Apparently a link to one means a link to any."

Speaking in Dhe'narsi, Sovine asks, "Why do you intrude on this temple?"

Aurawyn glances at you.

You think to yourself, "though if you wish to attack Aurawyn, you are welcome to it."

A sibilant voice hisses, "Ssselfish beingsss... she will not ansswer you...".

You evenly ask, "Then why do you?"

Sovine says, "That is not an answer, how are you able to intrude here."

Ralanaa glances at Sovine.

Sovine sighs.

Sovine nods at Ralanaa.

Sovine folds his arms over his chest.

Azimar sneers.

A huge incarnadine vathor stomps in, the fire burning around it blazing!

A huge incarnadine vathor arrives, shaking the area slightly with its massive footsteps.

Xeta says, "Luukos' must have much sway here..."

Azimar stands up.

Aurawyn slings a flawless sylvan linden bow off from over her shoulder.

You stand back up.

A huge incarnadine vathor arrives, shaking the area slightly with its massive footsteps.

A huge incarnadine vathor suddenly slashes open its own wrist, causing a torrent of fiery blood to pour forth into its hand. The blazing inferno begins to writhe and reform, the flames solidifying into a sleek black metal that takes the shape of a flaming axe!

Aurawyn stands up.

A huge incarnadine vathor suddenly slashes open its own wrist, causing a torrent of fiery blood to pour forth into its hand. The blazing inferno begins to writhe and reform, the flames solidifying into a sleek black metal that takes the shape of a flaming sword!

A huge incarnadine vathor suddenly slashes open its own wrist, causing a torrent of fiery blood to pour forth into its hand. The blazing inferno begins to writhe and reform, the flames solidifying into a sleek black metal that takes the shape of a flaming flail!

(Vathor) glares harshly at Aurawyn, eyes flaring up with ebon-sheened flames..

Ralanaa stands up.

(Vathor) glares harshly at Aurawyn, eyes flaring up with ebon-sheened flames..

Xeta stands up.

Aurawyn swears under her breath.

Vaedalis stands up.

You glance at Aurawyn.

Geijon says, "Oh lord."

Azimar gazes in amazement at a huge incarnadine vathor.

You quietly say, "Do not break the circle."

A huge incarnadine vathor slashes its flaming sword through the air as it growls something in a strange, flowing speech.

A huge incarnadine vathor throws its head back and opens its fanged maw to unleash a horrible howl, smoke billowing up from its black tongue!

Ralanaa scowls at a huge incarnadine vathor.

A huge incarnadine vathor flexes its taloned hands briefly, the air around them blurring with intense heat.

You glance at a huge incarnadine vathor.

A huge incarnadine vathor licks the blood off its fangs with unholy glee!

(Insert lots of death and destruction)