North by Northwest (storyline)/2023-06-13 - Envoys get RYSKy (log)
Tilamaries 13, 5123
By Dendum (sort of I just edited this down...badly...Leafiara was busy) All praise RYSK for hosting.
Disclaimer
This log is purely intended as an archival record of spoken words and actions of characters within the game as could be witnessed by the character or characters who were present to record them. Dendum's player holds no position on the veracity, falsity, legitimacy, nor illegitimacy of any character dialogue, opinions, perspectives, interpretations, and stances presented herein.
Introductions
Kelfyr says, "I'd like to start by thanking Julenne and RYSK for hosting us tonight. When I inquired with her about speaking with your fine organization, my hope was that I could listen to your concerns, your questions, and your hopes for a better Landing. I'm thrilled that my fellow candidates could join me in doing so here this evening."
Leafiara tilts her head toward Kelfyr, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.
Julenne smiles at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "The Regional Envoy has the distinct responsibility to act as our voice out among the world."
Rysul nods at Toxyrox.
Yardie comes into view along a wooden plank bridge and enters the tavern.
Kelfyr says, "You would be looking to choose someone who can adequately interact with, converse with, and negotiate with an entire continent."
Kelfyr says, "This is no small ask."
Dunie nods.
Kelfyr says, "And as such, I'd ask you, individually, what you would hope to see of someone chosen for that role."
Melindria nods to Yardie in greeting.
Julenne nods at Kelfyr.
Tikba looks thoughtfully at Kelfyr.
Rysul nods at Toxyrox.
Julenne smiles at Kelfyr.
Citan nods.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Yardie hugs Julenne, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
Julenne hugs Yardie, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Dunie takes a drink from her cinnamon apple cider.
The powerful look leaves Stormyrain.
The dim aura fades from around Stormyrain.
Stormyrain begins to breathe less deeply.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Stormyrain begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Julenne helps herself to a stein of strong stout.
Rysul giggles.
Kelfyr says, "Meaning, if anyone has questions of the four candidates here tonight, we'd be glad to address them."
Rysul snuggles Toxyrox, who responds by cradling an arm around her.
Domshella comes into view along a wooden plank bridge and enters the tavern.
Christielle raises her hand.
Tikba nods in agreement at Kelfyr.
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
Kelfyr nods at Christielle.
Domshella smiles at Saraphenia.
Domshella nods to Leafiara in greeting.
Julenne giggles at Yardie.
Leafiara waves to Domshella.
Melindria squeakily says, "As far as what to look for... personability, courtesy, and an open willingness to routinely seek consensus."
Blade Yardie just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Christielle asks, "I am new to the lands. What sort of issues would you be able to assist with?"
Niffly beams happily at Sluggard!
Niffly gives Sluggard a friendly hug.
Saraphenia snuggles Domshella, who responds by cradling an arm around her.
Kelfyr exclaims, "First, welcome to the Landing!"
Dunie hugs Sluggard.
Rysul hugs Toxyrox, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Sluggard says, "Sorry for lates, Niffly couldn't choose which mushroom to wear."
Rysul hugs Sluggard.
Sluggard hugs Dunie.
Domshella hugs Saraphenia, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Niffly agrees with Sluggard.
Rysul gives Niffly a friendly hug.
Julenne grins at Sluggard.
Niffly snickers.
Sluggard sits down.
Niffly hugs Rysul, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
Dunie hugs Niffly, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Niffly hugs Dunie.
Sluggard hugs Rysul, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
Dunie smiles.
Niffly hugs Julenne, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
Kelfyr says, "You've found yourself in a bright spark of civilization at the edge of the continent."
Tikba grins wryly at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "As your Envoy, we could act as the ambassadorial representative of the elected town council and Mayor."
Lord Malleus just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Niffly gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
Burnished wooden planks curve out to form the massive hall of the tavern's entrance, with rows of sturdy oaken posts rising to connect with a network of rafters above. Dozens of blackened oil lanterns hang from the ceiling, their light at times a haze behind wisps of smoke drifting in from the galley. In the center rests a huge cast-iron pot surrounded by countless tables and barrel chairs. A half-circle driftwood bar is nestled in the corner beneath a salt-stained crest. You also see the Niffly disk, a restive mountain spirit that is flying around, the Dunie disk, an antagonistic wasteland spirit that is flying around, the Christielle disk, a grizzled porcupine, the Kelfyr disk, the Rysul disk, the Toxyrox disk, the Nikolaii disk, a veniom-banded oak keg personalized with the image of a mighty titan, the vermeil Julenne disk draped with silver strands of tidal pearls, the Citan disk, the Alanamarie disk, the Melindria disk, the Myrialla disk, an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge, a wide wooden ramp and a large driftwood box.
Also here: Sluggard who is sitting, Niffly, Domshella, Lady Dunie who is sitting, Whimweaver Leafiara, Lord Thrassus, Town Councilor Kayse, Stormyrain, Tikba, Lady Christielle, Kelfyr, Miss Toxyrox, Rysul who is sitting, Nikolaii, Jurist of Claw Citan who is sitting, Julenne who is sitting, High Lady Saraphenia, Frittz, Sornryn, Alanamarie, Great Lady Melindria who is sitting, Lady Myrialla, Lord Malfegor, Lady Feralyn
Obvious exits: southwest, west
Christielle nods at Kelfyr.
Feralyn renews her songs.
Kelfyr says, "And, in the town's interaction with other governments, we would represent this town you've come to reside in."
Niffly grins at Sluggard.
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
Christielle smiles.
Melindria leans softly against Julenne.
Kelfyr asks, "I hope that answered your question?"
Christielle nods.
Julenne grins at Melindria.
Christielle says, "Thank you."
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Kelfyr nods at Christielle.
Saraphenia asks, "How would the Envoy keep the Empire from encroaching upon us as they are doing now?"
A soft glow emanates from the oil lantern.
Niffly grins at Dunie.
Niffly nods at Dunie.
Dunie smiles.
Melindria nods at Saraphenia.
Citan smiles.
Kelfyr asks, "Is that directed to the four of us? Or to a specific candidate?"
Smiling brightly, Citan gazes at Julenne and then draws her into a warm embrace.
Thrassus leans on his staff.
Kelfyr says, "I can assure you, we each have different thoughts there."
Nikolaii says, "I'd guess all."
Saraphenia says, "I want to hear the ideas of each cadidate."
Rysul says, "Yeah lets here them all."
Melindria agrees with Saraphenia.
Faerinn asks, "Do we all give our spiels first or what?"
Sluggard pours himself a stein of thick black stout.
Tikba gazes in amusement at her surroundings.
Tikba says, "As Envoy, it would be my place to ensure that the sovereign rights of the Landing are clearly understood."
Melindria takes a drink from her strong stout.
Saraphenia nods at Tikba.
Dunie helps herself to a slab of sweet mint boar.
Rysul giggles.
Citan deeply says, "I beleive we should all let everyone explain their selves first before we start asking question."
Domshella nods at Saraphenia.
Rysul winks at Sluggard.
Dunie takes a bite of her sweet mint boar.
Faerinn says, "The Empire is definitely enroaching. I'll readily admit that. I know the Rysus Codex. I would strike at them with their own laws."
Citan deeply says, "Just so everyone has there time to talk."
Toxyrox nods at Citan.
Faerinn says, "I'd also strike at the soldiers and their pensions."
Niffly grins at Sluggard.
Sluggard leans softly against Niffly.
Tikba says, "In the words of Earl Jovery, we are an ally of the Empire, rather than a subject."
Kelfyr nods at Tikba.
The mirror images surrounding Stormyrain undulate and grow stronger. Stormyrain renews her songs.
Sluggard just nudged Rysul.
Kelfyr says, "That is why this new elected Envoy position is so vital."
Faerinn says, "An army does can't run on empty promises for a better future."
Kayse looks about with a puzzled expression on her face.
Rysul snickers.
Stormyrain looks thoughtfully at you.
Kelfyr says, "For years we were represented by a Magister from the Empire, selected by the Earl."
Speaking to Rysul, Sluggard says, "Yes, I like your sloped neck stringed whatevermabob you've bought."
A uniformed town guard arrives and strolls up to the bar and leans against it while surveying the area. He helps himself to a few tiny squares of cheese then nods approvingly and walks out.
Toxyrox removes a spiced hazelnut cookie from in her brown leather satchel.
Kelfyr says, "Which does make it difficult to have a distinct ambassadorial viewpoint."
Julenne raises her hand.
Toxyrox takes a bite of her spiced hazelnut cookie.
Rysul giggles.
Dunie takes a bite of her sweet mint boar.
Tikba nods firmly at Kelfyr.
Leafiara nods thoughtfully.
Leafiara takes a drink from her bottle of ice water.
Rysul leans back.
Tikba says, "Cordarius was well-meaning, but it is right for the Landing to represent itself."
Saraphenia says, "I will say, if I win a seat on the Town Council, I would expect the Envoy to listen to the Mayor, myself and the other members of the Council and take into account the wishes of the citizens."
Dunie takes a drink from her cinnamon apple cider.
Thrassus leans on his staff.
Nikolaii takes a bite of his sweet mint boar.
Kelfyr says, "I would be curious to hear Thrassus's views here, though Julenne, it is your meeting, and your hand is raised."
Faerinn says, "That Magister also got trapped in a bane coffing trying to have sex with another Magister because she kind of looks like Raelee."
Faerinn says, "And he called that research."
Kayse can offer you only a blank expression.
Thrassus grins.
Niffly grins at Sluggard.
Melindria gasps.
Rysul says, "Seems reasonabl to me."
Tikba mildly says, "Our rights and our laws must be respected. Perhaps sometimes the Empire must be politely reminded of them."
Niffly snickers at Dunie.
Introductions Second Attempt
Julenne recites softly:
"Pardon my interuption. But I fear I have nae met all of ye. Can the rest share who ye are, and well share a little?"
Toxyrox blinks at you.
Tikba says, "But I am happy to remind them each and every time they are forgotten."
Leafiara looks at Tikba and breaks into a cheeky grin.
Kayse suggests, "Perhaps an order of speaking should be established."
Speaking to Tikba, Saraphenia asks, "And if they heed no attention to a polite reminding?"
Niffly pours himself a mug of cinnamon apple cider.
Niffly takes a drink from his cinnamon apple cider.
Julenne softly says, "Phenia."
Melindria nods at Kayse.
Faerinn says, "Be so loud that they can't help but hear you remind them."
Tikba grins at Saraphenia.
Dunie takes a bite of her sweet mint boar.
Julenne softly says, "One moment please."
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout. Sluggard looks rather relaxed.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Saraphenia nods at Julenne.
Thrassus says, "My view is that we are a protectorate of the Empire by writ of Earl Jovery and the Barony is being founded on land that the Landing had no claim over, thus there is no encroachment currently happeneing."
Saraphenia idly flicks her long, bronze-veined, silver-hued wings for a few moments and sleekly rests them against her back.
Kayse gives a sidelong glance at a diamond-cut tumbler of rich amber bourbon in her hand.
Julenne leans softly against Saraphenia.
Sluggard raises his hand.
Sluggard glances at Julenne.
The air calms down around Dunie.
Feralyn renews her songs.
Faerinn says, "They're enforcing Hochstib's old claims."
Rysul glances at Toxyrox.
Julenne recites softly:
"Please let our guest introduce themselves first, before questions."
Dunie takes a bite of her sweet mint boar.
Thrassus nods at Julenne.
Tikba amusedly suggests, "Alphabetical order, perhaps?"
Tikba points at Faerinn.
The powerful look leaves Feralyn.
Stormyrain grabs a decanter of reddish-gold brandy etched with thorned vines from a small pocket inside of her ebon lambskin jacket.
Glancing around furtively, Stormyrain discreetly twists off the striated red and grey crystal ball stopper of her red crystal decanter and takes a secretive nip of the brandy inside.
The dim aura fades from around Feralyn.
Stormyrain tucks a decanter of reddish-gold brandy etched with thorned vines into a small pocket inside of her ebon lambskin jacket.
Faerinn chuckle.
Feralyn begins to breathe less deeply.
Julenne nods.
Niffly grins at Tikba.
Speaking to Tikba, Faerinn says, "Sure I can cover while you prepare your notes."
Faerinn grins at Tikba.
Domshella helps herself to a plump dark red strawberry.
Domshella pours herself some freckled strawberry wine.
Tikba gazes in amusement at Faerinn.
Dunie takes a drink from her cinnamon apple cider.
Julenne grins.
Domshella takes a bite of her dark red strawberry.
Julenne nods to Faerinn
Niffly shrugs at Sluggard.
Citan helps himself to a stein of strong stout.
Citan smiles.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
A faint silvery glow fades from around Dunie.
Stormyrain leans against some sturdy oaken posts.
Nikolaii takes a bite of his sweet mint boar.
Toxyrox takes a bite of her spiced hazelnut cookie.
Sluggard grins at Niffly.
Faerinn Introduces Himself
Faerinn recites:
"I am Faerinn Greatsinger, a local barrister, refugee of many halthyln progroms, and survivor of Talador."
Julenne smiles at Faerinn.
Dunie nods.
Faerinn recites:
"I am humbled to live in a democracy where I can come and ask to serve the public."
Faerinn recites:
"Lately, I have been spurred into action by hearing those of certain orders bemoaning never voting and the results thereof. Preaching what qualities are best suited for an envoy. However, the point of this election is most past all of that. The move towards becoming whole again."
The mirror images surrounding Sornryn undulate and grow stronger.
Sornryn renews his songs.
Julenne nods.
Leafiara rubs her chin thoughtfully.
Faerinn recites:
"However, it is up to you, the people, to decide what qualities you think are suitable for an envoy. If elected, be rest assured that I would be YOUR Envoy. Not the Empire s Envoy."
Saraphenia nods.
Domshella nods.
Faerinn recites:
"Frankly, I am sick of talking about the Empire so much. They've already taken so much-"
You smirk.
Julenne grins.
Melindria nods to Faerinn
Sluggard nods.
Faerinn recites:
"Of our attention that our other relation ships with our other neighbors have withered. Our free brothers and sisters to the North are building a nation of the likes that has never been see on Elanthia before. The Shining City across the Dragonspine is burgeoning with refugees feeling Chaston s edict. Our own citizens who feel that their elected government does not hear them."
Niffly grins at Sluggard.
A tiny ember sparks into the air, yet quickly turns to harmless ash lost to an errant rush of air.
Faerinn recites:
"There is a whole frontier out there aside from the Empire. As your Envoy, I would do everything I can to prune dead leaves and leave only our healthiest imperial relationships to ensure only the best chance for our new starts."
Stormyrain glances over her shoulder.
Julenne glances up.
Faerinn recites:
"Your Landing, your vote, your Envoy. Faerinn 5123!"
Citan twists his head slightly, cracking his neck. He looks relieved.
Tikba nods politely.
Citan turns to Faerinn and cheers!
Julenne nods to Faerinn
Tikba points at Kelfyr.
Gutstorm comes out of hiding.
Leafiara gives an approval gesture with her hand.
Melindria turns to Faerinn and cheers!
Faerinn recites:
"Thank for you having me out here tonight."
You bow.
Rysul applauds you.
Julenne nods to Faerinn
Kelfyr points at himself.
Kelfyr raises an eyebrow in Tikba's direction.
Domshella nods to Faerinn
Something pulls Julenne to her feet.
Sluggard grins.
The mirror images surrounding Toxyrox undulate and grow stronger. Toxyrox renews her songs.
Speaking amusedly to Kelfyr, Tikba says, "It is your turn."
Julenne softly says, "What the hell."
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout.
Julenne glances up.
Stormyrain gazes in amusement at Julenne.
Speaking amusedly to Julenne, Leafiara says, "Probably Guts."
A grizzled porcupine freezes a moment, tense and wary, before slowly resuming movement.
Tikba glances around the room.
Tikba shakes her head, clucking her tongue.
Julenne sits down next to Citan.
Leafiara takes a drink from her bottle of ice water.
Kelfyr says, "Oh, I've already introduced myself, but I can add a little more."
Rysul wiggles her toes.
Julenne softly says, "If ye feel ye need too."
Julenne nods at Kelfyr.
The green-gold web of protection surrounding Melindria falls away, unraveling as it fades.
Kelfyr says, "Hi folks. I'm Kelfyr Rynier, and I'm running for Regional Envoy."
Kelfyr waves.
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout.
Kelfyr nods at Thrassus.
Julenne giggles at Kelfyr.
Tikba nods approvingly at Kelfyr.
Thrassus snickers at Kelfyr.
Niffly takes a drink from his cinnamon apple cider.
Leafiara takes a drink from her bottle of ice water.
Feralyn renews her songs.
Tikba points at Thrassus.
Julenne softly says, "Short and sweet."
Julenne flutters her wings, stirring the air slightly.
Leafiara gives an approval gesture with her hand.
Dunie takes a bite of her sweet mint boar.
Kelfyr says, "This isn't a chance for stump speeches."
Kelfyr says, "It's a chance to hear from our constituency."
Thrassus says, "My name is Lord Thrassus Feydark Faendryl, and I have been a resident here for over two decades."
Citan turns to Kelfyr and cheers!
A freckle-faced boy enters from the galley and approaches the cast-iron pot in the center of the tavern. Using an oversized wooden spoon, he begins to slowly stir the stew, occasionally adding a few pinches of salt and sometimes flinching as it bubbles. Satisfied with his work, he returns to the kitchen.
Julenne smiles at Thrassus.
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout. Sluggard looks rather relaxed.
A faint silvery glow fades from around Julenne.
The mirror images surrounding Stormyrain undulate and grow stronger. Stormyrain renews her songs.
Frittz just went southwest.
Thrassus says, "I am a mage of no small talent, with several centuries of life experience backing me up."
Thrassus grins.
Stormyrain smiles at Thrassus.
Thrassus nods at Tikba.
Niffly begins chuckling at Sluggard!
Julenne grins.
Tikba grins at Thrassus.
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout. Sluggard looks rather relaxed.
Julenne turns an inquisitive ear toward Tikba.
Saraphenia ponders.
Tikba Talks
Tikba politely says, "I am Tikba Liwan, Ne'mara Marluen'dar. I am new to the Landing, but I believe that we must all do our part to help each other, and to protect our home and aid it however we can."
Citan turns to Thrassus and cheers!
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Julenne smiles at Tikba.
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Ouendi.
A pert luck spirit floats in, following Ouendi.
Ouendi giggles.
Tikba politely says, "I hope you will agree that I will be able to best serve the Landing as an envoy, where I will be able to remind our neighbors and friends that the Landing is a great city, where all voices are heard."
Looking almost frightened, Ouendi timidly incants the words for Locate Person.
Ouendi gestures into the air. Ouendi momentarily gets a faroff look in her eyes, and then returns to normal.
Saraphenia flutters her wings at Tikba.
Looking almost frightened, Ouendi timidly incants the words for Locate Person.
Tikba takes a few steps back.
Ouendi gestures into the air.
Ouendi seems less resolute.
Ouendi's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.
Citan turns to Tikba and cheers!
A pained expression crosses Niffly's face as he grimaces at Sluggard.
Julenne grins at Ouendi.
Tikba smiles.
Ouendi just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Citan raises his strong stout in a toast!
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout. Sluggard looks rather relaxed.
Citan deeply says, "There we have it ...... I think it's time for question's now."
Citan smiles.
Julenne grins at Citan.
Leafiara gives an approval gesture with her hand.
Niffly takes a drink from his cinnamon apple cider.
Citan deeply says, "Sorry for the rough start... I think everyone was just anxious earlier."
Tikba smiles at Citan.
Kelfyr asks, "I believe Thrassus was concluding a thought regarding how the new Barony wasn't actually an encroachment?"
The mirror images surrounding Sornryn undulate and grow stronger. Sornryn renews his songs.
Julenne smiles.
Thrassus nods at Kelfyr.
The Important Questions
Saraphenia asks, "How would the Envoy keep the Empire from encroaching upon us as they are doing now?"
Faerinn says, "I hope someone asks me a follow up."
Melindria raises her hand.
You wink.
Thrassus leans on his staff.
Saraphenia says, "I know I asked that once, but not everyone answered."
Something pulls Citan to his feet.
The mirror images surrounding Toxyrox undulate and grow stronger. Toxyrox renews her songs.
Julenne pulls Citan closer to herself.
Leafiara takes a drink from her bottle of ice water.
Julenne dusts Citan off.
Speaking to Saraphenia, Kelfyr asks, "Who hadn't you heard from yet?"
Rysul grins.
Feralyn renews her songs.
Thrassus says, "I would conclude the thought with adding that the Empire bestowed the protectorate status on us to protect us from hostile groups such as Jalantar."
Saraphenia says, "I remember hearing Tikba's ideas."
Tikba smiles at Saraphenia.
Kelfyr nods to Faerinn
Toxyrox tickles Rysul into laughing.
Saraphenia glances at Thrassus and raises her hand.
Kelfyr asks, "Faerinn had expressed a desire to answer?"
The light blue glow leaves Thrassus.
Thrassus appears to lose some internal strength.
Thrassus becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Sluggard pours himself a stein of thick black stout.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Thrassus and fade.
The deep blue glow leaves Thrassus.
The misty halo fades from Thrassus.
Pale amber light softly glows about the flickering flames of the oil lantern.
Toxyrox takes a bite of her spiced hazelnut cookie.
Faerinn says, "I believe that protectorate status while bestowed upon to protect from Jantalar, actually achieves the expansion that Hochstib already sought."
Melindria nods to Faerinn
Leafiara rubs her chin thoughtfully.
Melindria raises her hand.
Rysul says, "So tempting."
Faerinn says, "That Jovery was acted illegally and outside of his powers of Earl and Sentinal."
Sluggard takes a drink from his thick black stout.
Melindria takes a drink from her strong stout.
Tikba looks thoughtfully at you.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Rysul fidgets.
Faerinn says, "And that I would motion to take the Sun Throne to court over violating their own laws."
Kelfyr says, "Well, there we have two sides of an argument. That the Empire has not encroached, and that it has already brought us into its mouth, and threatens to swallow."
Tikba gazes in amusement at her surroundings.
Rysul begins to twitch.
Kelfyr says, "I, like many here, was stunned at the proposed lines of the Barony of Darkstone."
Rysul begins to twitch.
A grizzled porcupine suddenly sits up and meticulously begins washing his face with both front paws.
Rysul nods at Toxyrox.
Rysul stands up.
Tikba amusedly says, "Perhaps the truth lies somewhere between the two."
Interlocking her fingers above her head, Rysul stretches slowly, extending her spine in a satisfying stretch.
Kelfyr says, "The line runs right along the river, and cuts just south of our town."
A uniformed town guard arrives and strolls up to the bar and leans against it while surveying the area. He helps himself to a few tiny squares of cheese then nods approvingly and walks out.
Miss Toxyrox's group just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Kelfyr says, "It is a worrying expansion, and one that we were blind to."
Saraphenia says, "I'm of the notion that the Empire is looking to swallow Landing whole and to hell with what the citizenry thinks."
Tikba nods in agreement at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "This is why an Envoy is so vital."
Melindria nods at Saraphenia.
Faerinn says, "Aurmont failed to protect half-elves and half-krovlin in this region despite his vow to do so there were concentration camps. He owes the Landing much."
Kelfyr says, "Because, had we had a citizen in the role, we might have seen this coming, and been prepared to act upon that instinct."
Sluggard says, "Sorry to runs, people but another scheduled things I gots to get to."
Sluggard stands up.
Dunie waves.
Sluggard pulls Niffly closer to himself.
Tikba says, "The Earl has promised that they will not swallow up the Landing. But that promise is backed only by his word."
Sluggard's group just strode through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Kelfyr nods at Tikba.
Melindria squeakily says, "Writ or not, to Lornon with the empire! The empire must better learn it's power is derived from that of it's citizens. And the look of it the empire would be hard pressed to find citizens greater than our proud town. Maybe it's time we stood for ourselves! I would like to hear who would support the means of our sovereignty and what plan would be taken to its effect."
Tikba says, "We must have an Envoy who is willing to press the violation of that word, should it come to pass."
Thrassus nods in agreement at Tikba.
The voice of Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Ok, fine, me will do it."
Tikba gazes in amusement at her surroundings.
Leafiara gazes in amusement at her surroundings.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
The mirror images surrounding Stormyrain undulate and grow stronger. Stormyrain renews her songs.
Tikba says, "You must run for Council, Gutstorm. The other deadline has passed."
Faerinn says, "Why does the Earl need the Landing when he already owns the trees, the crops, the water, the very crowd below us-"
The voice of Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Oh..."
Leafiara nods approvingly at Tikba.
(Faerinn looks in the direction of the Reach.)
Julenne raises her hand.
Tikba grins wryly at Kayse.
The mirror images surrounding Sornryn undulate and grow stronger. Sornryn renews his songs.
Faerinn says, "-They claim to own the very mana that flows through us."
Feralyn renews her songs.
Citan mutters myonemana.
Citan pouts.
Julenne grins at Citan.
With a smitten look on her face, Julenne reaches out and caresses Citan's face tenderly.
Faerinn says, "Jovery doesn't need to swallow the town when he already has us."
The voice of Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Earl him name or him title?"
Tikba politely says, "Title."
Citan smiles.
Town Councilor Kayse just wandered up a wide wooden ramp.
Leafiara appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Tikba says, "His name is Eddric."
Julenne grins slowly at Citan.
The voice of Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Now me know why eh go by earl."
Faerinn says, "Eddric The Earl Jovery."
Tikba gazes in amusement at her surroundings.
Toxyrox comes into view along a wooden plank bridge and enters the tavern.
Julenne pokes Citan in the ribs.
Julenne giggles.
You pour yourself a flagon of roasted vanilla mead.
Julenne raises her hand.
But you are not holding a flagon of roasted vanilla mead.
Thrassus leans on his staff.
You take a drink from your roasted vanilla mead.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
You have 5 quaffs left.
You nod at Julenne.
Speaking to Julenne, Kelfyr says, "It's your forum, please."
Tikba gazes respectfully at Julenne.
Faerinn says, "We also may be past taking turns too."
Faerinn chuckles.
Melindria grins at you.
Julenne softly says, "Yall speak of the citizens of landing, however, some of us live in landing. Jes nae a citizen. Will we get the same respect, since this is our home."
Saraphenia joins Leafiara's group.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout. Citan looks rather relaxed.
Kelfyr nods at Julenne.
Kelfyr says, "An important question."
Kelfyr asks, "If I may?"
Tikba nods thoughtfully at Julenne.
Julenne nods at Kelfyr.
You nod at Kelfyr.
Melindria takes a drink from her strong stout.
Kelfyr says, "We will be voted for by citizens, as that is how the election is organized. However, we will represent the town."
Julenne nods at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "A town of residents, citizens, and those just passing through."
Tikba nods in agreement at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "This town grew up from Rone's desire for a place outside the Empire, where he could breathe free."
Kelfyr says, "It continues to represent that desire for the people that call it home, whether or not they've signed the book."
Julenne nods.
Soothing light, cast from the oil lantern, glows softly, the merest hint of a wisp of smoke drifting along the flame's edges.
Kelfyr says, "I chose to, because I feel it is my duty to do so, but I know that choice is different for everyone who comes here."
Kelfyr says, "And so, while I seek the votes of citizens, I seek to represent us all."
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout. Citan looks rather relaxed.
Tikba nods in agreement at Kelfyr.
Saraphenia begins to breathe less deeply.
The dim aura fades from around Saraphenia.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Saraphenia begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Tikba says, "We must all aid each other, citizen or not."
Julenne nods.
Dunie nods.
Peche suddenly fades into view.
You applaud Kelfyr.
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
Leafiara gives an approval gesture with her hand.
Tikba says, "I have come to the aid of some of you before, and I did not ask whether you were a citizen before doing so."
Tikba grins wryly.
Tikba says, "And you have come to my aid, as well."
Tikba says, "As Envoy, that will not change."
Julenne nods.
Thrassus says, "I am of a similar mind as these two."
Thrassus nods at Tikba.
Faerinn says, "We're all in this together. I remember fighting that mechanical manticore and can't help but wonder what we could accomplish together."
Feralyn renews her songs.
Thrassus nods at Kelfyr.
The mirror images surrounding Toxyrox undulate and grow stronger. Toxyrox renews her songs.
Julenne nods.
Faerinn says, "The title is Regional Envoy afterall."
The voice of Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Do dey axe fer paper before dey help yoo in elf nation?"
Tikba evenly says, "They do not ask for papers any longer."
Tikba folds her wings across her back.
Faerinn says, "Not for like maybe two years now, Guts."
A blonde half-elven woman descends the wooden ramp, carrying with her several burlap flour sacks. She nods to a few dockworkers at the bar then walks through the archway out.
Faerinn says, "Vaalor has cease the sales of their very expansive latrine papers."
Julenne grins.
You take a drink from your roasted vanilla mead. You have 4 quaffs left.
Citan deeply says, "I too have been in the lands for many a years....I have seen my fair share of battles in and out of town.... I think us as adventurer's usually band together reguardless of our views and try to save this patch of dirt we all run around on."
The mirror images surrounding Sornryn undulate and grow stronger. Sornryn renews his songs.
Today is Tilamaires, day 13 of the month Lumnea in the year 5123. It is 21:46 by the elven time standard. It is currently late evening.
Tikba nods in agreement at Citan.
Faerinn says, "Yes, of course we band together for the fight."
Nikolaii nods at Citan.
Julenne nods.
Faerinn says, "But not always for the parts that come after."
Julenne raises her hand.
Leafiara nods absently.
Faerinn says, "My interests don't wane after the fighting is over. And it would be the same if I was Envoy."
You nod at Julenne.
Kelfyr says, "Ta'Vaalor has every right to run their government as they see fit. And I hope you will choose an Envoy who can both respect their rights to do so while focusing on the betterment of our city, and how strong relations with all nations will benefit us."
Tikba looks thoughtfully at Kelfyr.
Julenne softly asks, "If we find out who killed us in here a few months back, how will the envoy position be able to help us?"
The mirror images surrounding Stormyrain undulate and grow stronger. Stormyrain renews her songs.
Melindria nods at Julenne.
Julenne softly says, "Killed almost 20 of us right here."
Kelfyr nods at Julenne.
Thrassus raises an eyebrow.
You ask, "Thadston or the Wraith?"
Dunie frowns.
Tikba says, "If the attacker of RYSK were a citizen of the Empire, or of Icemule, I would be first in demanding justice from those nations."
Thrassus says, "Likely the Remnants."
Tikba mildly says, "If the attacker is local, I suppose we will have to administer our own justice."
Domshella just left.
Leafiara grins.
Thrassus nods at Tikba.
Tikba says, "I would be first to do so, as well."
Kelfyr says, "It is important to know that, while we may have personal feelings about such matters, the role of Envoy does not supercede that of the constable, the militia, the Mayor, or the council."
Faerinn says, "Well I had to ask. It wasn't that long ago that Thadston brought in a squad of Imperials and had a room full of people hung."
Leafiara nods at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr says, "So while I'm certain we'd all fight for justice for that wrong, we would do so alongside you as residents and citizens."
Kelfyr says, "Not in an official capacity as Envoy."
Faerinn says, "I disagree."
Stormyrain folds her hands behind her back.
Faerinn says, "I see the Envoy position as an advocate."
Feralyn renews her songs.
Today is Tilamaires, day 13 of the month Lumnea in the year 5123. It is 21:51 by the elven time standard. It is currently late evening.
The mirror images surrounding Toxyrox undulate and grow stronger.
Toxyrox renews her songs.
Julenne nods at Citan.
Julenne nods.
Kelfyr says, "An advocate on behalf of the Council and the Mayor, in service to the Town."
Julenne nods to Faerinn
Citan removes a titan-stamped steel-lipped oak stein from in his warrior's cloak.
Citan helps himself to a stein of strong stout.
Julenne nods at Kelfyr.
Citan picks up a veniom-banded oak keg personalized with the image of a mighty titan, carefully setting a locking pin back in the tap. Looks like the party is over!
Citan places a veniom-banded oak keg personalized with the image of a mighty titan on the floor and fiddles with the tap. Looks like it's party time!
Faerinn says, "Our job would be to advocate as voted upon by the people."
Faerinn says, "For the citizens and residents of this town."
Tikba glances appraisingly around the room.
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
Kelfyr says, "Then I don't see how we disagree, I suppose."
Faerinn says, "Not the council and mayor's advocates."
Tikba politely says, "We must advocate as we think best, for the results we think right."
Julenne nods.
Tikba says, "We are elected alongside the council and serve alongside the council, side by side."
Burning brightly, an inexplicable rush of cerulean and viridian flame intermixes with the already present reds and oranges of the oil lantern.
Tikba says, "Each with our own parts to play."
Faerinn says, "But for a year longer."
Faerinn grins.
Julenne nods.
Toxyrox glances around, looking a bit less confident.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout. Citan looks rather relaxed.
Julenne recites softly:
"The time is getting late, a few more questions, before we wrap up."
Thrassus leans on his staff.
Citan deeply asks, "What would be the first order of business you each would like to accomplish?"
Thrassus grins at Citan.
Julenne smiles at Citan.
Citan deeply says, "Do you have good relations with the other towns."
Thrassus raises his hand.
Kelfyr nods at Thrassus.
A grizzled porcupine scurries between the legs of the various townsfolk passing through, showing a remarkable aptitude at avoiding being trod upon.
The mirror images surrounding Sornryn undulate and grow stronger. Sornryn renews his songs.
Melindria gasps.
Tikba turns to face Thrassus.
Melindria rubs Julenne tenderly.
Kelfyr says, "Jump on in there."
Stormyrain gently rubs the porcupine.
Faerinn says, "Yes."
Julenne nods at Melindria.
Gutstorm comes into view along a wooden plank bridge and enters the tavern.
Gutstorm gives Julenne a warm buss on the lips.
Gutstorm wiggles his eyebrows at Julenne.
Faerinn says, "I have an annual tea meeting with the Argent Mirror."
Gutstorm drops a severed hiresword leg.
Tikba glances at a severed hiresword leg.
Tikba shakes her head at Gutstorm and clucks her tongue.
Thrassus says, "I would use the route of Darkstone to increase trading with the rest of the Empire and making the greater part of it aware of our presence."
Melindria takes a drink from her strong stout.
A dark hooded figure enters the tavern and with purpose strides up the wide wooden ramp.
Thrassus says, "Likewise use my contacts in the East to increase trade and relations with the Nations."
Citan nods.
Faerinn says, "It was there that I negotiated a deal with Her Reflection to take elven refugees from any Elven House within Ta'Illistim that no longer wished live under Chaston's edict as property."
A severed hiresword leg pulsates unpleasantly a bit, dripping blood.
Toxyrox picks up a severed hiresword leg.
Toxyrox sniffs at her hiresword leg.
Tikba politely says, "My first order of business would be a more formal expression of dissatisfaction with Sablo's action during our diplomatic meeting, to be expressed to Elidal Dhenin, and if necessary, to the Northern Sentinel."
Toxyrox gazes thoughtfully at her hiresword leg.
Kelfyr nods at Tikba.
Toxyrox just tried to lick her hiresword leg.
Toxyrox glances at Julenne.
Toxyrox offers Julenne a spiced hazelnut cookie.
Melindria wiggles her ears.
Julenne peers quizzically at Toxyrox.
Citan nods.
Toxyrox smacks her lips.
Julenne smiles.
Kelfyr asks, "It's a tricky question, is it not? What's first, when so many opportunities lay at our doorstep?"
Tikba says, "It must be clear that the Landing has the right to meet peacefully with others and seek settlement of disagreements."
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Faerinn says, "I also negotiated the cease fire of one invading general The Fist and his return home. Also a ridiculously large sum in damages to be paid by Mist Harbor to Wehnimer's Landing."
Toxyrox fidgets, glancing at a severed hiresword leg.
Toxyrox drops a severed hiresword leg.
Julenne softly says, "Ye give me a cookie, amd Im fallin asleep. Then take it back."
Gutstorm picks up a severed hiresword leg.
Julenne tickles Toxyrox into laughing.
Julenne giggles.
Toxyrox giggles.
Tikba mildly says, "I would hope that Elidal would be happy to agree to this."
Julenne smiles.
Gutstorm slings a makeshift wooden mantlet pyrographed with an ale tankard over his shoulder.
Gutstorm drops all defense as he moves into a battle-ready stance.
Feralyn renews her songs.
Toxyrox says, "Didn't mean to...wouldnt give away a cookie on purpose."
Leafiara grins wryly at Tikba.
Citan deeply says, "Well the question is not really that tricky.. there had to be that one thing that made each of you decide.. This is my cause."
Citan smiles.
Kelfyr chuckles.
Toxyrox takes a bite of her spiced hazelnut cookie.
Kelfyr nods at Citan.
Melindria nods at Citan.
Gutstorm carefully examines his hiresword leg.
Tikba smiles at Citan.
Stormyrain folds her hands behind her back.
Saraphenia fidgets.
Kelfyr says, "It's really that there are many opportunities, given a longterm lack of progress in the role."
A severed hiresword leg twitches in Gutstorm's hand.
Saraphenia folds her arms over her chest.
Citan nods.
Seaward Gutstorm just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Kelfyr says, "However, the most immediate concern I see may be to our north."
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
Julenne takes a drink from her strong stout.
The mirror images surrounding Toxyrox undulate and grow stronger. Toxyrox renews her songs.
Julenne put a titan-stamped steel-lipped oak stein in a half-circle driftwood bar.
Kelfyr says, "A volcano is erupting off the shore of Icemule, that may have dire consequences for both our towns."
Saraphenia beams happily at Julenne!
Thrassus nods somberly at Kelfyr.
Tikba nods thoughtfully at Kelfyr.
Citan deeply says, "Indeed.. and such discussion as these are great for the people to hear what other opinions there are out there.... An not just the stale stangent tale of war , doom and gloom."
Stormyrain just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Kelfyr says, "We need to improve our relationship with Mayor Talliver, to coordinate efforts to handle the crisis, should it escalate, and use that opportunity to remember that while a glacier separates us, we are still the closest democracies to each other."
Thrassus says, "Whoever is elected will have thier plate full in the near future, for sure."
Tikba nods in agreement at Kelfyr.
Kelfyr agrees with Thrassus.
Leafiara nods in agreement at Thrassus.
Melindria squeakily says, "Who'er gets this nomination, just remind yourselves you are our voice. Us citizens will not tolerate being rolled on. Jes' my two silvers."
Tikba says, "Indeed, Icemule Trace should be our closest companion."
Tikba mildly says, "We must work to smooth over the waters that have been troubled by certain former mayors."
Leafiara nods sympathetically.
Kelfyr's spirits are no longer lifted.
The air stops shimmering around Kelfyr.
Citan nods.
Faerinn says, "I've been headbutted by Thadston twice only for him to end up hurting himself."
Leafiara starts chortling.
Faerinn chuckles.
Citan takes a drink from his strong stout.
Leafiara says, "I saw one of those times, at least."
Leafiara grins at you.
Citan deeply says, "Well.. I think this was most productive."
Julenne nods at Citan.
Dunie nods.
Kelfyr says, "Probably best you'll not be reporting to him then."
Christielle nods at Citan.
Kelfyr says, "Given that we have a new Mayor."
Tikba smiles at Citan.
Yardie comes into view along a wooden plank bridge and enters the tavern.
Dunie begins to breathe less deeply.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Dunie begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Toxyrox gives Yardie a friendly hug.
Yardie mutters, "Too many meetings."
Tikba warmly says, "Thank you all for giving us this opportunity to speak with you."
Leafiara gazes in amusement at Yardie.
Toxyrox nods at Yardie.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Julenne begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Alanamarie begins to breathe less deeply.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Alanamarie begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Julenne recites softly:
"We do appreciate all of ye coming to join us tonight for this time of sharing."
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Citan begins to falter, then completely fades away.
The powerful look leaves Citan.
The dim aura fades from around Citan.
Citan begins to breathe less deeply.
Kelfyr agrees with Tikba.
Melindria grins at Yardie.
Thrassus nods at Julenne.
Leafiara gives an approval gesture with her hand.
Leafiara turns to Julenne and cheers!
Citan deeply says, "Also.. Please.. please fill free to assemble at our muster's.. which happen every evening."
Dunie says, "Thank you for coming to say your peace."
Julenne recites softly:
"I personally wish all of ye the best"
Speaking to Yardie, Faerinn says, "Well that's what happens when you get all important Big Yardie."
Tikba says, "Please feel free to speak or think to me at any time, and I will be happy to discuss my views with you further."
Melindria nods at Citan.
Dunie stands up.
With a jaunty wink, you form finger crossbows with both of your hands and point them at Yardie. You cock your thumbs back and release them while making the sound of a crossbow string's *TWANG* using your mouth and bardic know-how. Your playful smile widens as if awaiting a response.
You nod.
Thrassus says, "Good evening, all."
Dunie waves.
Citan mutters feel.
Christielle begins to breathe less deeply.
The powerful look leaves Christielle.
The dim aura fades from around Christielle.
Thrassus nods once.
Lady Dunie just went west.
Kelfyr says, "Thank you all, I was delighted to be here and hear from you."
Thrassus gestures crisply and utters a practiced phrase as raw elemental energies issue forth from his dimly glowing eyes. Thrassus gestures. Thrassus suddenly disappears.
Julenne recites softly:
"Nae forget about the Great Lady in Small Park"
Melindria squeakily says, "Thank ye for coming."
Miss Toxyrox just went through an open archway leading to a wooden plank bridge.
Faerinn says, "Thank you all for having me out. And feel free to contact me for any further questions."
Speaking cheerfully to Julenne, Leafiara says, "Thanks for hosting this."
Nikolaii nods at Julenne.
Kelfyr says, "And if you don't mind, will be taking one of the fine red-gold beers for the road."