SPECTRE and SHADOW Conference (storyline)/2025-10-11 - Lecture 1 - Tea Mages (log)
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Lecture #1 of the 2025 SPECTRE and SHADOW Conference focused on Erithian Tea Mages and their methods of divination. It was led by Ceibhfhionn Malficum.
Prior to the lecture being announced, there was a great deal of back and forth discussion about whether SPECTRE and SHADOW or PAWS was gathering in the Library for lectures. The answer ended up being both and that they would share the space.
This log has been heavily edited to remove ambient messages from 5000 pets.
A ghostly voice drifts by on a soft zephyr, "For the Evermore Hotel suite holders attending the SPECTRE and SHADOW convention, lectures will be starting in the Library shortly." [Evermore Hotel, Library] Towering bookshelves are crammed with grimoires, tomes, and scrolls adorned with mystical symbols shimmering in the dim light of softly glowing orbs. Tables scattered throughout the library are covered with open books, their pages fluttering as if stirred by an unseen breeze laden with the musty scent of aged parchment. An enormous tapestry hangs above a grand stone fireplace carved to resemble the gaping maw of a colossal dragon frozen in a perpetual roar. You also see a volatile luck spirit that is flying around, a coy forest spirit that is flying around, a slender brown fox, a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells, a bur-eyed twisted witchwood mandrake sprouting midnight belladonnas, an obese drunken chinchilla, a faded red phantom puppy bleeding whorls of sanguine mist, a shiny black army ant, a caviar-dolloped diminutive buckwheat pancake, a glowing red-gold fire puppy with a luminous white face and belly, a grizzled white puppy with a scar-covered hunchback, a blue-eyed seal point cat sporting white whiskers, a battered antique faewood crate, a caramel-drizzled blossom of crisp apple chips, a two-toned cerulean weevil, an innocuous house spider, a tiny chestnut earwig, a giant ovate leathery winged cockroach, a black-lacquered witchwood bar framed by mist-enshrouded iron cauldrons with some stuff on it, a branch-like ghostwood basket perched on a base of raven-carved marble, a polar bear skin rug and an overstuffed dark leather couch. Also here: Hospitaller Yukito, Nilandia, Manager Blodeuyn, Brave Soul Alek who is sitting, Vulpine Chaser Perigourd, Bathcwyn Missoni, Squire Everall, Lady Meliyara who is sitting, Omrii who is sitting, Miss Lissaya who is sitting, Sister-in-Arms Delindra, Small Game Huntress Kialeigh, Vexlia, Master Giedrius who is sitting, Land Pirate Maylan who is sitting, Fleurs who is sitting, Gardener Brigit who is sitting, Aifric, Madam Felisaithne, Magister Raelee, Ceibhfhionn Obvious exits: out You nod approvingly. You say, "There we are." The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms arches his neck up and licks her. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Speaking to her tortoiseshell cat, Aifric says, "Princess Doughnut, I think we should be somewhere else... probably." Felisaithne says, "Ahh, hrm." Everall glances at Giedrius. Everall chuckles to himself. Speaking to Giedrius, Delindra asks, "Do you want me to hold Paul for you?" Ceibhfhionn tilts her head up as if addressing something above her and says, "We are already in the library, spirit." You see Ceibhfhionn Malficum the Witch Diviner. She appears to be a Human. She is taller than average. She appears to be in the prime of life. She has piercing absinthe green eyes and copper skin. She has waist-length, artfully tousled raven black hair streaked with silver. She has an angular face and a thin nose. She has a small, rune-shaped scar just below her left ear. She is in good shape. She is holding an ancient gnarled staff etched with runes in her right hand and a fox agate teabowl in her left hand. She is wearing a rose-traced corbeau wispstone seer-stone on silver chains, a rusylka mask, some flowing auroralaen robes with silver-gold threaded arabesques, and some low-heeled ebon leather boots buttoned with tiny cobalt fox agates. Felisaithne rubs her chin thoughtfully. Speaking to Delindra, Giedrius says, "If you can get him out of my robes." Several pudgy calico-patched hamsters sit upon Giedrius's head, squeaking fiercely as they collide into one another. You see Master Giedrius Ravencroft the Hamster Specialist. Due to the inked vellum mask he wears, it is difficult to determine his race...or even whether he is living or dead. He is very tall. His features are hidden beneath a lacquered vellum mask half-washed in silver foil, though his ebon-lashed glacial blue eyes shine through. He has short, silver-shot grey hair combed straight back to the nape of his neck. Little else about his appearance is easy to distinguish. He has an ebon-inked inverted triangle on his neck. He is in good shape. He is wearing a night-dark jacquard overrobe peppered with short white hairs, a wide ashen leather belt with suede-looped glass vials over an open-front lunar silver silk robe with a lusterless raw silk underrobe dyed a deep violet-black hue underneath, and a pair of black suede boots fit with a small pouch on each side. Numerous plump hamsters of varying coloration perch on his shoulders, peek out from the sleeves of his robe, or scurry around his boots. Missoni surreptitiously glances at Delindra. Ceibhfhionn blinks. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia offers, "Perhaps the spirit wishes to be thorough." Serene says, "Paul is very fiesty." Ceibhfhionn nods at Nilandia. Ceibhfhionn says, "Quite possibly." Yukito agrees with Nilandia. Delindra slowly says, "I fell for that trick once before with Brother Blud." The tortoiseshell cat licks at Aifric's arm with his tongue. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Perigourd begins chuckling at Delindra! Missoni clears her throat. Meliyara gazes in amusement at Delindra. Yukito snickers at Delindra. Raelee gives a sidelong glance at Delindra. Ceibhfhionn Malficum takes her place at the front of the room, her staff tapping the floor with each step and robes swirling about her. Raelee takes a moment to observe Ceibhfhionn. Maylan turns to face Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius gazes at Ceibhfhionn. Alek inclines his ear, listening intently. Fleurs turns to face Ceibhfhionn. Yukito turns to face Ceibhfhionn. Aihan turns to face Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn clears her throat and gazes across the library. Ceibhfhionn says, "Greetings, honored guests," she begins. "I am Stellate Ceibhfhionn Malficum, one of the Order's witch diviners." Felisaithne wanders towards the back of the library, close to the doors. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms arches his neck up and licks her. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Ceibhfhionn says, "Today, I am here to speak on a passion of mine -- obscure methods of divination across Elanthia." Aifric glances around nervously before slowly edging towards the door. Perigourd says, "Ah." Everall narrows his eyes. A skeletal black cat says, "Oooh, divination." Felisaithne blinks at a diminutive black cat in her hand. Ceibhfhionn mysteriously says, "They lurk in the small forest outposts, linger in the tiny towns, and flourish in isolated enclaves. They come to us in whispers and hints, in ancient texts and old rumors." Meliyara gazes with interest at Ceibhfhionn. Missoni surreptitiously glances at Felisaithne. Ceibhfhionn says, "Some are mere superstitions, while others have small moments of actual clairvoyant capabilities." The tortoiseshell cat pushes off of Aifric and jumps to the floor from her grasp. Ceibhfhionn says, "For years, I have been chasing down such rumors, and I had the good fortune this year to cross paths with an erithi scholar. Between Scholar Isienaka's knowledge and my own research in the coastal towns of the Empire, I am able to lecture today on a most unique tradition of divination." Speaking to a long-haired tortoiseshell cat with an ebon face mask, Aifric exclaims, "Hey, get back here, Doughnut!" You ponder the meaning of Ceibhfhionn's existence. Aifric leans down and calls to the tortoiseshell cat, who saunters eagerly up to her. Aifric deftly scoops him up and cradles him against her side. Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn pauses for dramatic effect, her absinthe green eyes amusedly calculating as she waits. Giedrius stares at Aifric. Maylan fully extends her wings and stands perfectly still, eyeing Ceibhfhionn cautiously. Ceibhfhionn exclaims, "Today, I bring you comprehensive information on the Tea Mages of Elanthia!" Ceibhfhionn takes a drink from her fox agate teabowl. Ceibhfhionn smiles ethereally. Missoni glances appraisingly at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Giedrius, Aifric mouths, "Sorry, sorry." Speaking to herself, Maylan says, "Oooooo." Fleurs says, "Tea mages..." Fleurs rubs her chin thoughtfully. Yukito squints at Ceibhfhionn. Brigit softly says, "Tea." A hamster scurries across the back of one of the couches. Ceibhfhionn says, "We start separately, first in the Turamzzyrian Empire's seaports." Omrii flinches. Fleurs glances at Giedrius. >mychar decides not to sit on the couch, after all. Perigourd turns an inquisitive ear toward Ceibhfhionn. Missoni surreptitiously glances at an overstuffed dark leather couch. Ceibhfhionn says, "I sought out the Fishmongers' Wives in numerous such town." Aifric glances at an overstuffed dark leather couch. Giedrius turns an inquisitive ear toward Ceibhfhionn. Ermias just arrived. A skeletal ash grey cat pads in. Ermias nods gratefully. Ceibhfhionn pedantically says, "For those unaware, the Fishmongers' Wives are typically found in the poorer areas of seaports. They will be groups of women who have special skills in various lores, like herbology or midwifery." Ceibhfhionn pauses and stares out in the hallway. She starts to say, "Did anyone see..." but then she shakes her head and continues. Meliyara whispers something to Ermias. Ermias sits down. Raelee narrows her eyes slightly, studying Ceibhfhionn with a cool, analytical gaze. Fleurs folds her hands in her lap. Ermias waves a hand at Meliyara, dismissing her indifferently. Ceibhfhionn pedantically says, "There will almost always be a fortuneteller or two among them as well. Often a mother-daughter pairing, they 'tell the tiles' by drawing playing tiles and performing a reading on the suit and number drawn." Nilandia looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius glances around the room. Ceibhfhionn confidingly says, "I did find that the familial relationship is often exaggerated, and not all who were of the Wives were female, but even more importantly, in some pockets, the Wives also housed the tea mages." The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Orralith wanders in. A skeletal black cat says, "Tea and divination, what a lovely combination." Maylan looks about with a puzzled expression on her face. Ceibhfhionn says, "I would get hints and meaningful looks, but I was not one of them, and trust was hard to come by. To learn more, I would need to work harder to gain an 'in'." Lissaya shifts her weight. Ceibhfhionn steps out of the way of a hamster and gives Giedrius a long, slow stare. Ceibhfhionn takes a drink from her fox agate teabowl. Ceibhfhionn says, "But that comes later. Now, I must turn to Atan Irith." Speaking to her tortoiseshell cat, Aifric whispers aloud, "Calm down, Doughnut. We mustn't be rude." The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Brigit fluffs out the silk satin skirt of her cotehardie with a carelessly graceful gesture. Felisaithne whispers something to Giedrius. Ceibhfhionn pedantically says, "I am sure you all know of aganiri, the primary erithi form of divination. This involves scrying by a shioni-aga in an agate bowl filled with water and other objects." Giedrius glances at Felisaithne. Aihan tilts his head toward Ceibhfhionn, examining her intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly. Raelee nods slowly at Ceibhfhionn. Nilandia nods in agreement at Ceibhfhionn. You nod once. Ceibhfhionn pedantically says, "It is a complex divination method, but it matches well with the erithi seer's mindset." The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms arches his neck up and licks her. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Ceibhfhionn says, "I had the good fortune, as my coastal studies ran against a bulwark of mistrust, to meet Scholar Isienaka, a knowledge-seeker of some repute. The stars guided our paths until they crossed." Ceibhfhionn says, "He became quite excited when I shared my most recent forays into unusual divination research, and he shared that there is a little talked about sect on Atan Irith called tea mages." You ponder the meaning of Ceibhfhionn's existence. Fleurs raises an eyebrow in Ceibhfhionn's direction. A tiny grey kitten skitters into the library, a green macaw waddling after it with a mischievous glint in its eye. Holding a giant ovate leathery winged cockroach between pinched talons, Alek tilts his head back, drops the cockroach into his gaping maw, and swallows. The macaw lunges for the kitten's tail with a triumphant squawk, but at the last minute, the kitten leaps out of the way. Giedrius glances down. (Delindra tries to quietly pass the coffee to Aurelyn, though her hand trembles a bit.) The kitten runs back out into the hallway, the macaw hot on its tail. Ermias softly says, "Ah, mischief." Brigit hums a seemingly random tune. You scowl. You mutter something about interruptions. Meliyara glances over her shoulder. Ceibhfhionn murmurs dreamily, "The skittering signifies." Then, she blinks a few times and resumes her lecture. The tortoiseshell cat pushes off of Aifric and jumps to the floor from her grasp. Aifric glances out. Aurelyn appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Delindra. Ceibhfhionn says, "According to Scholar Isienaka, tea mages are mages and seers who believe in reading a person's soul and finding their perfect blend of tea. Once provided with their perfect blend, a person's lot in life could be improved." Alek reaches out and pats the tortoiseshell cat on the head. Felisaithne glances out. Meliyara looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "It is mostly considered harmless charlatanism, and it is still not respected in Atan Irith, but it still exists, and it is even seeing a bit of a resurgence in popularity, he said. Apparently it is all the rage for the youth to get a reading and have a special blend made." Missoni looks lost in thought. Ceibhfhionn takes a drink from her fox agate teabowl. Ceibhfhionn says, "Our stories merge a few hundred years ago, when a small group of tea mages left Atan Irith and traveled to Elanith." Ceibhfhionn says, "Now, travel for erithi..." She is interrupted as a loud series of squawking erupts from the hall. A triumphant meow is cut off by some scuffling and a few muttering voices. "Oh...now where was I..." Aurelyn takes a drink from her hazelnut coffee. Lissaya glances out. Delindra squirms. Pinching the bridge of your nose between your thumb and forefinger, you shake your head in disbelief. Felisaithne stares out into the hallway, grumbling softly to herself. Felisaithne sighs. Meliyara frowns. Ceibhfhionn whispers, "Eight and eight and eight no more" Everall glances dubiously around the room. Speaking helpfully to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia asks, "Something about travel for the erithi?" Giedrius folds his arms, grasping his shoulders. Ceibhfhionn says, "Oh yes, yes." She nods, "Traveling for erithi was quite dangerous back then. They had not yet revealed their existence, so they had to pass themselves off as unusual elves or half-elves, and that was a dangerous proposition in the Empire." Missoni furrows her brow. Yukito cocks his head. Yukito looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "And, as Scholar Isienaka put it so wonderfully to me: 'As like draws to like, outcasts draw to outcasts, and many of the tea mages found themselves drawn to the fishmongers' wives'." Fleurs furrows her brow. Giedrius squints at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn beams happily. Ceibhfhionn says, "He does have a way with words, that Isienaka." Perigourd grunts. Nilandia nods in agreement at Ceibhfhionn. Alek ponders. Speaking to herself, Fleurs says, "Passing themselves off as half-elves..." Ceibhfhionn says, "And thus, our two tales now twine together, and today, in some of these human seaports, the fishmongers' wives also house the tea mages." A yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells plops herself upon the floor, catching a skeletal ash grey cat's attention as she begins to attend to her gangly limbs. Inch by inch, the cat approaches the unsuspecting lor mandrake before grabbing a root-like leg and attempting to drag her off! With a shriek of protest, the mandrake flails, loosening herself from the cat's grip and crawling back to her original spot. The ash grey cat sits down, his tail curling to cover his front paws. Everall says, "Interesting." Giedrius glances at a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells. Missoni pets a skeletal ash grey cat. Ceibhfhionn says, "Their divination art differs slightly from the tea mages still on Atan Irith, because it has taken in elements from the tile-tellers." Speaking to a bur-eyed twisted witchwood mandrake sprouting midnight belladonnas, Giedrius whispers aloud, "Inside voice." Speaking to Giedrius, Missoni whispers aloud, "Hey Cat started it." Toddling about from one foot to the other, the mandrake looks up at the ceiling as if it is the most interesting thing the little creature has ever seen. Missoni folds her arms over her chest. Ceibhfhionn exclaims, "Together, Scholar Isienaka and I were deemed trustworthy enough, and we met with one such group of empire tea mages, and it is fascinating!" Raelee frowns. Lissaya nods in agreement at Missoni. Ceibhfhionn goes slightly stiff and mutters, "Cast a wide web in the dark." Speaking confusedly to Ceibhfhionn, Maylan asks, "Huh?" Aifric reaches out and rests her hand on the tortoiseshell cat, who in turn purrs contentedly. Missoni looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Brigit fidgets. Delindra furrows her brow. The tortoiseshell cat saunters around the ash grey cat in a slow circle, his back arched high. Speaking to Maylan, Meliyara says, "Clean up the webs in the hall." Felisaithne raises an eyebrow in Ceibhfhionn's direction. Ceibhfhionn carries on as if nothing just happened. Meliyara nods knowingly at Maylan. You ponder the meaning of Ceibhfhionn's existence. Giedrius glances at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Meliyara, Maylan whispers aloud, "Vacation." Ceibhfhionn says, "In Atan Irith, the tea mage relies on spellcasting and ritual to determine the three ingredients of the blend, something they call the "soul tastes" of the seeker. They are to drink their blend once a day and return to the tea mage for more." Meliyara scoffs at Maylan. Giedrius whispers something to Ermias. The ash grey cat meows. Aifric whispers something to Felisaithne. Fleurs glances between Giedrius and Ermias. Fleurs glances between Aifric and Felisaithne. Ceibhfhionn says, "The empire tea mage fills a teabowl with tiles and meets with the person seeking a tea blend. They talk and then after several rituals, many specific to the area or individual, three tiles are chosen." Ceibhfhionn says, "The tiles represent the three ingredients best suited for the seeker." Ceibhfhionn says, "There are also various types of readings, from a general one with pre-mixed tea leaf blends to the uniquely personalized. It is a matter of need and coin for which reading a seeker seeks." Felisaithne whispers something to Aifric. Giedrius looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius whispers something to Meliyara. Ceibhfhionn takes a drink from her fox agate teabowl. Ceibhfhionn says, "Rumors about tea mages have abounded for ages, and it has been thrilling to learn more about this art and its practitioners." Raelee looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "Rest assured, they are aware we are discussing this. Times have changed, and they feel more comfortable with others knowing of them." Fleurs nods in agreement. Hissing loudly, the tortoiseshell cat arches up and saunters sideways toward the right. The cat quickly retreats behind Aifric's legs before looking up at her. Brigit gazes in awe at Ceibhfhionn. Meliyara whispers something to Giedrius. Ceibhfhionn says, "It is important to note that these tea mages are often family, and they protect one another as such." Giedrius nods at Meliyara. Felisaithne nods at Ceibhfhionn. Missoni nods thoughtfully. Giedrius plucks a hamster off the armrest of the couch and tucks it into a hidden pocket in his overrobe. Ceibhfhionn says, "In conclusion, while the tea mages may not offer the best seer-work, they do provide a unique entry into Elanthian divination." Ceibhfhionn taps her staff against the floor as if punctuating the end of her lecture. Ceibhfhionn asks, "Any questi..." She is interrupted yet again, this time by bevy of puppies that run by yipping. She arches an eyebrow and continues. "...questions?" Ermias applauds politely. Maylan raises her hand. Giedrius applauds. Nilandia raises a hand high above her head. Aifric exclaims, "Puppies!" Ceibhfhionn nods at Nilandia. Missoni applauds Ceibhfhionn warmly. Aifric clasps her hand over her mouth. Felisaithne giggles. Nilandia smiles. Ermias sneezes, trying vainly to keep from spraying you. Speaking to Nilandia, Ceibhfhionn asks, "Yes?" Yukito applauds politely. Missoni looks at Ermias with concern. Keyes says, "Bless you." Ermias softly says, "Allergies." Ermias softly says, "Sorry." Delindra leans back. Delindra glances at Ermias. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia says, "I believe she raised her hand first." Nilandia nods at Maylan. Missoni nods sympathetically at Ermias. Fleurs applauds. Speaking to Nilandia, Maylan says, "After you, purdy lady." Nilandia chuckles. Giedrius wipes his cheek with one hand, his nose wrinkled up in distaste. Ceibhfhionn says, "It is quite busy here." Nilandia says, "Very well." Felisaithne nods at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Maylan, Ceibhfhionn says, "I apologize, you may go next." Brigit softly asks, "Is this reading tea leaves left in the cup, so to speak?" A bur-eyed twisted witchwood mandrake sprouting midnight belladonnas plops himself upon the floor, catching a skeletal ash grey cat's attention as he begins to attend to his gangly limbs. Inch by inch, the cat approaches the unsuspecting witchwood mandrake before grabbing a root-like leg and attempting to drag him off! With a shriek of protest, the mandrake flails, loosening himself from the cat's grip and crawling back to his original spot. Orralith smiles. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia asks, "You mentioned that the use of the correct tea blend might improve one's lot. Do you have any specific examples for how a person's life is said to improve with the proper tea blend?" Speaking quietly to a bur-eyed twisted witchwood mandrake sprouting midnight belladonnas, Orralith says, "Aren't you cute." Lissaya squints at a skeletal ash grey cat. Ermias nods at Orralith. Speaking to Missoni, Lissaya whispers aloud, "Hey Cat is a menace." Ceibhfhionn says, "An excellent question." Missoni nods knowingly at Lissaya. Ceibhfhionn says, "In the empire, it appears that the choosing of the tiles is often done with a specific purpose in mind." Ceibhfhionn says, "For example, if they wished to have better fortune in the way of financial security or better health." Ceibhfhionn says, "The divination that goes into choosing the tiles would be focused on that." Brigit rubs her chin thoughtfully. Ceibhfhionn says, "In Atan Irith, I believe that is somewhat a part of it, but that they speak more generally to just improving one's fortune in life overall when analyzing the person's soul and picking the ingredients for the blend of tea." Brigit softly says, "So not fortune telling , it is fortune making." Brigit examines her fingernails. You ponder the meaning of Brigit's existence. Speaking to Maylan, Ceibhfhionn asks, "I missed you, so you are next. What is your question?" Nilandia nods at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking gratefully to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia says, "Thank you." Maylan asks, "Erm, I was just wondering what sorta boozes are like to add to these tea blends?" Maylan idly scratches herself on the neck. Perigourd nods thoughtfully at Maylan. Maylan winks at Perigourd. Brigit agrees with Maylan. Ermias softly says, "Good question." Delindra nods at Maylan. Lissaya grins slowly. Perigourd grins. Delindra adds, "Anddothe...erm. Do... the ... blends... everinclude...coffee?" Maylan nods at Perigourd. Ceibhfhionn says, "Most anything that can be infused into a tea packet can be found." Ermias nods sympathetically at Delindra. Maylan excitedly exclaims, "Ho boy! Sign me up fer the hooch tea!" Ermias raises his hand. Delindra leans on Maylan, giving her a companionable grin. Delindra nods at Maylan. Felisaithne chortles softly at some secret joke. Speaking to Delindra, Raelee whispers aloud, "How much have you had?" Ceibhfhionn says, "It may be a specific sort of tea leaf combined with some infused sugars and traced with herbs from a special locale, for example." Fleurs gazes in amusement at Maylan. Ceibhfhionn says, "Or it may be three distinct tea leaves." Maylan adds, "And whiskey." Ceibhfhionn says, "The combinations, I am told, are nigh unto endless." Speaking to Raelee, Delindra says, "Onlytwo..two.. or three... pots." Giedrius ponders. Missoni looks at Delindra with concern. Ceibhfhionn says, "Which is also why many believe it is less true divination and more harmless playacting." Speaking to Brigit, Ceibhfhionn asks, "I believe you had a question?" Delindra mumbles, "If we weren't supposed to drink a lot of it, why does it have marshmallows." Perigourd raises his hand. Everall glances at Ceibhfhionn and rubs his chin thoughtfully. Giedrius murmurs, "Divination does tend to be unreliable." Perigourd glances skeptically at Giedrius. You glance skeptically at Giedrius. Speaking to Delindra, Fleurs asks, "It is only the morning. Would you perhaps care for some water?" Speaking to Delindra, Meliyara says, "Clearly you should have had more of it by now. For the marshmallows, of course." Yukito holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture. Yukito glances at Giedrius. Giedrius shrugs at Yukito. Ceibhfhionn seems to be waiting for something. Speaking to Fleurs, Delindra inquires, "Does it have marshmallows in?" Ceibhfhionn says, "Or perhaps I answered it already." Speaking to Delindra, Fleurs says, "Sadly, no." Speaking to Ermias, Ceibhfhionn asks, "You raised your hand, I believe?" Ermias softly says, "Yes Madam. A curiosity, if you'll permit." You say, "It's usually reliable. What is unreliable are the intreptations." Speaking to Perigourd, Ceibhfhionn says, "And I did see you, so I shall come to you next." Perigourd nods appreciatively at Ceibhfhionn. Ermias softly says, "Do you find certain blends of tea are more effective, or perhaps are certain blends ineffective? Just curious." Brigit glances at Ermias and rubs her chin thoughtfully. Ermias shrugs at Brigit. Speaking to Giedrius, Meliyara says, "Some of that unreliability is in the interpretation, neh? Visions can be so misleading or vague." A skeletal black cat says, "A good question." Ermias softly says, "Yes yes, listen to the wise cat." (Nilandia shifts her attention to Ceibhfhionn, seemingly interested in the answer.) Ceibhfhionn says, "I have not yet had an opportunity to truly research fully the various blends. However, I did offer myself up to a reading, and I must say, it was quite soothing, and the tea blend she put together was lovely." Speaking to Ermias, Aifric says, "Cats are very wise." Ermias flashes a toothy grin. Ermias nods sympathetically at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "While my fortunes may not yet be improved, I feel comforted when I drink it." Felisaithne agrees with Aifric. Ceibhfhionn says, "And perhaps that is truly the intent of this." Ermias softly says, "I find much of our work depends on comfort, so I really like that answer." Ermias softly says, "Thank you." Raelee looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "Though the tea mages insist that it will have an impact." Missoni furrows her brow. Raelee raises her hand. Yukito furrows his brow. Aihan ponders. Ceibhfhionn says, "I doubt it will take over other methods any time soon." Alek raises his hand. Speaking to you, Giedrius says, "That just seems like shifting to blame to diviners rather than the practice. If visions are misleading or vague, then it's divination itself. Besides, the future is not set, so even if your vision happens to be accurate or you are good at interpretting--whichever you argue for--then it still can be unreliable." Speaking to Perigourd, Ceibhfhionn says, "Now you ser." Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Perigourd asks, "I was curious what the tiles are traditionally made of, and how many suits and numbers are regularly represented upon them?" Speaking to Raelee, Ceibhfhionn says, "And then you, unless I have missed someone else." Perigourd asks, "Does the material of the tiles alter the reading?" Giedrius leans back. You ponder the meaning of Giedrius's existence. Speaking to Perigourd, Ceibhfhionn exclaims, "Oh now that is truly fascinating!" Felisaithne turns an inquisitive ear toward Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Giedrius, Meliyara counters, "In the latter scenario, perhaps it is because of the accuracy or skill of interpretation that the future ends up altered." Speaking to Giedrius, you allow, "I feel that this is a discussion worth having at another time, when questions are not being asked and answered in earnest." You incline your head. Giedrius shrugs at Meliyara. Ceibhfhionn says, "Some are playing tiles similar to playing cards with four suits and roughly 10 numerals. However, in other areas, you may find them to be more color-coded or symbol-coded with pips on each up to twelve." Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. 'Giedrius looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn.' Ceibhfhionn says, "Tiles are whatever is available. Some are ivory, but most are common bone as these are not the richest folk." Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Fleurs asks, "Whose bone?" Fleurs's face turns slightly pale. Perigourd says, "One might think scrimshaw then." Perigourd nods slowly. Ceibhfhionn says, "Typically animal, perhaps trading fish for cow bone and the like." Fleurs nods in agreement at Perigourd. Ceibhfhionn says, "Or fish bone from particularly large fish, I suppose." Meliyara whispers something to Giedrius. A long-haired tortoiseshell cat with an ebon face mask sits back and attempts to clean his paws. Giedrius smirks at Meliyara. Ceibhfhionn says, "We could probably supply an entire generation of tiles from this room." Meliyara appears to be struggling to keep a straight face. Delindra blinks at Ceibhfhionn. Delindra leans back. Fleurs blinks. Giedrius glances at Ceibhfhionn. Perigourd chuckles. Perigourd says, "I like my bones where they are." Perigourd dusts himself off. Fleurs agrees with Perigourd. Lissaya adopts an agreeable expression. Delindra uneasily says, "I'm still using mine." Yukito squints at Ceibhfhionn. You ponder the meaning of Ceibhfhionn's existence. Speaking to Raelee, Ceibhfhionn asks, "I believe you had a question?" Brigit softly says, "Sounds like a challenge." Brigit takes a drink from her smoky scotch. Placing his pinched fingers into his wide open mouth, Alek draws a slightly gnawed thighbone out of his gullet and past his sharp teeth. Alek sniffs at his gnawed thighbone. Alek indicates his gnawed thighbone with a smile. Fleurs glances at Alek. Ceibhfhionn nods at Alek. Lissaya gazes in amusement at Alek. Giedrius wryly says, "Don't tempt me." Holding a slightly gnawed thighbone between pinched talons, Alek tilts his head back, drops the thighbone into his gaping maw, and swallows. Fleurs uneasily says, "He's eating bones now." Fleurs glances at Alek. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Raelee asks, "Might you elaborate on the portion of the reading that involves the analysis of the soul? What aspects are evaluated?" Ceibhfhionn says, "Oh that is much more a question for Scholar Isienaka. Though even he seemed quite dubious about it." You raise your hand. (Yukito ducks behind his fan slightly, expression returning to neutral quickly.) Ceibhfhionn says, "It's my understanding the Atan Irith tea mages spend quite a lot of time in consultation with the customer." Raelee nods slowly at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "And from there, they some how determine what ingredients match that person's soul." Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Raelee asks, "I have read his work. Has he written any papers on this topic?" Speaking confusedly to Fleurs, Alek says, "Not sure what you mean by now..." Speaking to Alek, Fleurs says, "In addition to silverware..." Aihan raises his hand. Ceibhfhionn says, "He is in the process of writing a comprehensive paper on this, yes." Ceibhfhionn says, "And I shall pass on your questions so we can try to include them." Speaking quietly to Fleurs, Delindra chatters, "Atleast the boneswere meatadjacentfirst." Fleurs agrees with Delindra. Missoni giggles at Yukito. (Yukito widens his eyes a bit comically, before again, settling.) Ceibhfhionn asks, "Did I miss anyone?" Lissaya slowly mouths, "Meat adjacent." You raise your hand. Aihan raises his hand. Lissaya nods almost imperceptibly at Delindra. Ceibhfhionn says, "Goodness, I did." Speaking to you, Ceibhfhionn says, "You first." You incline your head. Speaking to Aihan, Ceibhfhionn says, "And then you." Aihan nods. You mildly say, "Can you clarify part of what you said earlier? You had murmured something to the effect of, "eight and eight and eight no more"." Ceibhfhionn blinks. Meliyara adds, "And casting a web in the dark." Ceibhfhionn asks, "I did?" You say, "Mhm." Ceibhfhionn says, "How interesting of me." Nilandia nods in agreement at Ceibhfhionn. Missoni agrees, "You did." Delindra cocks her head. (Yukito bites his lip hard, almost twitching from not laughing aloud.) Ceibhfhionn asks, "I do have quite the knack for the poetic, don't I?" The brown fox sniffs at Maylan. Maylan sniffs at a slender brown fox. You say, "It was around the time the bird was chasing the cat." You say, "And vice versa." Ermias nods at Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius glances at Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius snorts! Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia says, "It seemed you were distracted at the time." Ermias softly says, "I relish it." Ermias smiles at Ceibhfhionn. Raelee says, "... the bellman did make mention of increased spider presence in the gardens." Delindra quietly wonders, "Does that mean eight plus eight plus eight, or eight times eight times eight?" Ceibhfhionn says, "Well, all those legs and that squawking." Alek mutters something. Brigit glances at Raelee. Ermias softly says, "The chaos is charming. I hope it lasts." Ermias flashes a toothy grin. You glance skeptically at Ermias. Fleurs glances over at Delindra and winces. Giedrius glances at Ermias. Speaking to Delindra, Fleurs says, "That is a lot..." Delindra flutters her eyelashes, effusing complete and utter bliss as she smiles brightly. Giedrius reaches over and plucks a hamster off of Ermias. Aihan ponders. Ceibhfhionn exclaims, "I must ponder on that, as it seems I had a bit of a Sight while talking. I do adore when my Gift talks to others!" Ermias softly says, "Hey thanks." Ermias beams happily at Giedrius! Ceibhfhionn says, "You are all quite lucky." Giedrius sets the hamster down on his own shoulder. Speaking to Aihan, Ceibhfhionn asks, "And what was your question?" You rock back on your heels. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Nilandia says, "You spoke such a few times last night as well." Orralith says, "I should go check on Mr. Brimblesbee." Missoni giggles to herself. Missoni clasps her hand over her mouth. Orralith says, "The spiders were really putting him off." Felisaithne nods at Orralith. Aifric leans down and calls to the tortoiseshell cat, who saunters eagerly up to her. Aifric deftly scoops him up and cradles him against her side. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms anxiously. Blodeuyn moves about the room making sure everything is in place as she glances at the animals milling about. Speaking to Orralith, Giedrius says, "There have been a lot of bugs." Orralith agrees with Giedrius. Ceibhfhionn says, "While we can stay and answer questions, I was told to announce something also, now what was it." Everall grins at Blodeuyn. Aifric nods in agreement at Giedrius. Ceibhfhionn ponders. Everall turns an inquisitive ear toward Ceibhfhionn. Orralith smiles at Ceibhfhionn. Brigit grins at Giedrius. Ceibhfhionn says, "Oh yees, Zethes....she was next." Aihan says, "Does the combination of the person seeking the Seeing having to choose the tiles which also makes the cohices ofr the ingridients in the tea muddle the Seeing or make it more true? I am unfamiliar with the specifics but it seems it would interfere." Ermias applauds politely. Maylan applauds. Yukito applauds politely. Ceibhfhionn says, "But, she left because of the pet convention and we may need to hear from her tonight." Ermias softly says, "Oh." Keyes applauds Ceibhfhionn. Fleurs blinks. You scowl. You mutter something about refunds. You fold your arms over your chest. The tortoiseshell cat licks at Aifric's arm with his tongue. Missoni frowns at Ceibhfhionn. Ermias softly asks, "Who's the next speaker then?" Giedrius glances at Aihan. The cat in Felisaithne's arms lets out a sudden hiss, squirming agitately for several moments before settling back into the crook she's snuggled into. Ermias nods at Felisaithne. Ermias softly says, "Good kitty." Giedrius glances at Felisaithne. Missoni hopefully says, "Perhaps we could hear about mandrake literacy now." Lissaya gazes in amusement at Missoni. Speaking to Aihan, Ceibhfhionn says, "Oh quite interesting. Well, you see, the tea mage selects the tiles, so I believe they are using their Sight, what sight they may have." Aihan nods. Felisaithne squints at a diminutive black cat. Felisaithne holds her black cat up to her face and nuzzles it. Orralith asks, "Mandrakes are literate?" Speaking to Orralith, Missoni says, "That is the question." Perigourd nods at Missoni. You say, "When they're turned into books." You agree with Orralith. Missoni gasps at you. Speaking to Missoni, Orralith asks, "Oh, were you offering this?" Glancing at Missoni, a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells suddenly stiffens her body and stretches her arms straight in the air. Moments later, she slips straight through her hands and to the floor, landing on her rump for a brief second before standing with a giggle. Lissaya looks at you blankly, at a loss to express herself. Orralith blinks at you. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Lissaya gazes thoughtfully at a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells. Alek reaches out and touches a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells. Speaking to Orralith, Missoni says, "I was not really prepared to lecture on it, but it is something I have been inquiring about." Missoni tilts her head down. Orralith begins chuckling at a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting lavender-grey ghostbells! Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Maylan asks, "You say some folk find the tea mage stuff all nonsense. Do you believe in its truth?" Ceibhfhionn says, "There is a tour of the hotel coming at the top of the hour, I believe." Orralith asks, "Oh, where?" Fleurs says, "Oh, a tour." Ermias softly says, "Excellent. A tour." Blodeuyn nods at Ceibhfhionn. Everall nods in agreement at Ermias. Ermias's breathing noticeably speeds up in a moment of distress before calming back down. Ermias softly says, "Who is next to speak after that. I do not wish to miss the next lecture." Blodeuyn says, "We will begin in the foyer at noon." Fleurs agrees with Ermias. Missoni nods appreciatively at Blodeuyn. Meliyara nods appreciatively at Blodeuyn. Speaking to Ermias, Ceibhfhionn says, "You are after that, as you know." Ermias softly says, "Oh." Fleurs giggles to herself. You nod approvingly at Blodeuyn. Speaking to Felisaithne, Aifric says, "Well, a tour might help me figure out why I keep getting lost." Ermias softly says, "Uh." Ermias softly says, "Great. I, uh, will be ready." Ceibhfhionn says, "Now, my goodness, I believe I've missed some things. Let me pull my thoughts together." Ermias gulps. You ponder the meaning of Ermias's existence. Aihan says, "I was simply interested in the amount of variation involved in comparison to other methods I have seen performed. An interesting mix of what seems like both interference and focus. Thank you." Keyes nods at Aifric. Everall nods approvingly at Blodeuyn. Everall rubs his chin thoughtfully. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms arches his neck up and licks her. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Speaking wryly to Ermias, Meliyara asks, "More technical difficulties?" Speaking softly to Meliyara, Ermias says, "The same one, unfortunately." Ceibhfhionn says, "My personal belief...I believe that if one of the tea mages has a hint of Seer in them, they probably find ways to make this beneficial." Aihan performs a distinctly sylvan bow to Ceibhfhionn. Giedrius asks, "Why is everyone complaining about being lost?" Speaking to Giedrius, Maylan says, "It's easy to get lost in this realm." Keyes says, "I'm bad with directions." Keyes turns around. Keyes turns around. Keyes shrugs. Fleurs nods sympathetically at Keyes. Brigit nods at Keyes. Speaking to Giedrius, Orralith says, "This realm is a little topsy-turvy." You look at Giedrius and shake your head. Speaking to Giedrius, you agree, "The hotel layout is quite symmetrical and easy to understand." Aifric explains, "I have no sense of direction and get lost very easily." Speaking to you, Giedrius says, "That's how I feel." Speaking to Ermias, Meliyara says, "You have yet to find a solution? Goodness, you are running out of time." Ceibhfhionn says, "But if they do not, there is little divination and seer in it, and it probably serves only as a placebo for the mind." Yukito signals, "Until you get into the garden and the lake tries to eat you." Serene begins chuckling at Yukito! Speaking softly to Meliyara, Ermias says, "Oh I have a solution." Giedrius looks thoughtfully at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "Which can be powerful in and of itself." Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Giedrius says, "That I could believe." Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Maylan says, "Oh I know all about placebos." Aihan agrees with Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Giedrius, you allow, "The garden is a bit labyrinthine, but that was its apparent intent in design." The tortoiseshell cat licks at Aifric's arm with his tongue. The tortoiseshell cat in Aifric's arms squirms. Alek smirks at Maylan. Giedrius nods to you. Speaking to you, Giedrius says, "Gardens are meant for wandering." Speaking to Alek, Maylan says, "I do. I'm a real good healer." Ceibhfhionn asks, "Did I miss any other questions?" Blodeuyn says, "The garden is quite delightful." Aifric gives the tortoiseshell cat in her arms a warm hug. Speaking bemusedly to Ermias, Meliyara asks, "Then why do you sound so hesitant?" Orralith says, "Garden labyrinthines are good for the mind, but not for finding friends." You nod in agreement. Missoni glances at Perigourd and quirks an eyebrow in his direction. Perigourd raises his hand. Missoni nods encouragingly at Perigourd. Speaking confidently to Maylan, Alek says, "I absolutely believe it." Maylan glances at Alek and preens her wings. You say, "They're oustanding for losing a mob, however." Alisaire smiles pleasantly. Speaking softly to Meliyara, Ermias says, "Don't sweat it. Everything will be terrific." Ermias smiles at Meliyara. Meliyara nods encouragingly at Ermias. Ceibhfhionn whispers dreamily, "It begins where the flowers bloom and ends where the dark is doom." Ceibhfhionn blinks. Orralith asks, "Do you oft have mobs following you?" Orralith peers quizzically at you. Missoni surreptitiously glances at Ceibhfhionn. The tortoiseshell cat pushes off of Aifric and jumps to the floor from her grasp. Gawyane glances at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Orralith, you say, "Not in recent years." You incline your head. Missoni shifts her eyes to you. Missoni clears her throat. You give a sidelong glance at Missoni. Speaking to Orralith, Giedrius says, "Well, I am not worried about getting lost in the garden then, since I apparently have no friends." Meliyara casually glances at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "Oh...oh I do so love this hotel for its Sight." Giedrius glances at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Giedrius, Orralith says, "But the hamsters...." Everall peers quizzically at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Giedrius, Meliyara asks, "What of Paul?" Speaking to Meliyara, Giedrius says, "He doesn't exactly talk about his feelings." Raelee surreptitiously glances at Giedrius. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Felisaithne asks, "Flowers blooming and dark is doom'ing?" Felisaithne raises an eyebrow. Speaking to Giedrius, Orralith exclaims, "Sure he does!" Speaking to Felisaithne, Perigourd says, "Flowers often bloom in a garden." Perigourd nods slowly. Meliyara nods understandingly at Giedrius. Lissaya frowns at a skeletal ash grey cat. Everall peers quizzically at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Felisaithne, Ceibhfhionn says, "My Sight is quite the aspiring author." Orralith says, "You know ... it breaks your heart when your pet-friend puts his back to you." Felisaithne nods at Ceibhfhionn. Aihan tilts his head toward Ceibhfhionn, examining her intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly. Speaking softly to Lissaya, Ermias says, "Yes sorry. My cat. It seems to be a bit thinner since arriving here in Naidem. Not sure what I can do about that." Speaking to Giedrius, Aifric offers, "Cats are great for ignoring your feelings while still feeling warm and fuzzy." Speaking to Ermias, Maylan asks, "Aren't you meant to be the expert on such?" Speaking to Ermias, Lissaya says, "It's rather a menace to the mandrakes." Speaking to Ermias, Delindra suggests, "Give it some marshmallows." Speaking softly to Maylan, Ermias says, "If we bury the thing and perform rites, maybe." Speaking to Ermias, Giedrius says, "Put a witch's hat on it." Aihan helps himself to some leaper pemmican. Aihan offers Ermias some leaper pemmican. Speaking to Ermias, Aihan says, "This should help." Ermias flashes a toothy grin. Ermias accepts Aihan's leaper pemmican. Everall grins at Ceibhfhionn. Speaking to Ermias, Maylan asks, "This uh... makes it fat, then?" Maylan glances at a long-haired tortoiseshell cat with an ebon face mask. Ermias softly says, "Oh hey nice." Ermias takes a bite of his leaper pemmican. Ermias softly says, "Delicious, thank you." Felisaithne pets a skeletal black cat, which nuzzles her hand softly. Everall nods approvingly at Ceibhfhionn. Nilandia chuckles to herself. Nilandia takes a drink from her cup of colorful dew. Speaking to Baelhar, Giedrius says, "Excuse me? Do not feed my hamsters to a cat." Speaking raspily to Baelhar, Alek says, "Yeah, I don't even get to eat one." Speaking to Ermias, Aihan says, "For your cat." Lissaya appears to be trying hard not to grin. Ceibhfhionn says, "I did have a thought of what some have asked in the past -- some wonder where diviners, even these tea mages, seek their answers from. It is, like most of the art of divination, a many and varied situation. Some feel it comes straight from an Arkati, while others believe it is inate within some of us." Orralith says, "That would be terrible for your friends." Orralith nods once. Lissaya suggests, "How about to an owl?" Yukito signals, "I think it's fine for a pet to turn their back to you. Shows they feel safe to do so, and want to protect. My cat goes right for my eyes.." Speaking to Lissaya, Giedrius says, "I've already told the owl no." Lissaya glances at Giedrius and pouts. Ceibhfhionn says, "I cannot answer for the tea mages, but I just leave myself open to whatever and whoever may wish to provide Sight." You ponder the meaning of Ceibhfhionn's existence. Speaking to Giedrius, Baelhar says, "I would never intervene in nature by choosing a food for an animal." Baelhar winks at Giedrius. Speaking softly to Aihan, Ermias asks, "Did you have more?" Aihan dryly says, "I think I begin to see why the cat is losing weight." Aihan nods. Aihan helps himself to some leaper pemmican. Aihan offers Ermias some leaper pemmican. Giedrius says, "These hamsters are living... be-animals." You ponder the meaning of Giedrius's existence. Meliyara glances appraisingly at Giedrius. Speaking worriedly to Ceibhfhionn, Delindra asks, "Isn't that dangerous?" Orralith smiles at Ceibhfhionn. Ceibhfhionn says, "Jastev has blessed me often, so my gift may come from him." Ermias softly says, "Excellent. Much obliged." Ermias accepts Aihan's leaper pemmican. Ermias gobbles down his leaper pemmican in one enormous bite. Speaking to Delindra, Perigourd says, "IT does sound as if it could be." Ermias softly says, "I skipped breakfast." Speaking to Ermias, Orralith says, "I think that was for the cat..." Orralith glances at a skeletal ash grey cat. Aihan slowly empties his lungs. Ermias belches. Vexlia gasps at Ermias. Ceibhfhionn says, "Now, again, Zethes will be convinced and cajoled back here this evening. And your tour starts quite soon." Ceibhfhionn says, "I highly recommend the gardens." Placing his pinched fingers into his wide open mouth, Alek draws a tiny skewer of brown sugar and maple sausages out of his gullet and past his sharp teeth. Alek offers Ermias a tiny skewer of brown sugar and maple sausages. Ermias accepts Alek's sugared maple sausages. Delindra offers Ermias a glazed clay mug of chocolate hazelnut coffee. Delindra glances at Ermias. Ermias softly says, "Hey nice." Ermias accepts Delindra's hazelnut coffee. Giedrius nods at Ceibhfhionn. Lissaya glances between Ermias and Alek. Speaking quietly to Ceibhfhionn, Everall says, "Thank you." Ermias softly says, "Service and smiles." Ermias takes a drink from his hazelnut coffee. Speaking to Ermias, Delindra says, "That'llhelpalot." Ceibhfhionn says, "There is something about the gardens....I Feel it. You should all go." Giedrius squints. Orralith asks, "To the gardens?" Yukito furrows his brow. Perigourd glances out. Serene says, "The vines tried to eat me earlier.. in the garden." Giedrius asks, "Now?" You mildly remark, "They are quite nice." Orralith says, "I think we have things happening in the Gardens today." Giedrius asks, "Or during the tour?" Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Maylan says, "It's the one part of this place that isn't pest infested." Maylan shivers. Ceibhfhionn says, "No, no, with the tour." Giedrius stands up. Giedrius dusts off his night-dark overrobe. Speaking to Ceibhfhionn, Missoni says, "There was some mention of spiders." Ermias softly says, "A tour sounds lovely, yes." Ermias stands up. Felisaithne nods at Orralith. Delindra says, "Oh. Alright then." Brigit softly says, "Ooh a tour sounds good." Perigourd says, "Hmm.." Ermias dusts Giedrius off. Ermias softly says, "Let me help, friend." Speaking to Orralith, Felisaithne says, "Indeed, I believe we do." Giedrius smiles at Meliyara. Blodeuyn says, "The tour will begin in the foyer shortly." You nod at Blodeuyn. Speaking to Felisaithne, Orralith says, "The tour was definitely on our list for today, though." Ermias takes a bite of his sugared maple sausages. Ceibhfhionn says, "I must attend to a few things, but I hope to join the tour or later lectures." Felisaithne nods in agreement at Orralith. Meliyara looks thoughtfully at Giedrius. Delindra mildly asks, "Where's the foyer?" Delindra blushes a delicate shade of pale pink. Delindra says, "I haven't had the tour yet." Keyes says, "Good question." Keyes nods at Delindra. Lissaya points out. Felisaithne points out. Delindra glances out. Felisaithne says, "Out and down the hallway." Felisaithne grins. Serene giggles. Delindra nods approvingly. Sister-in-Arms Delindra departs out, lugging a copper-cornered black storage trunk behind her. Brigit laughs! Everall nods at Giedrius. Fleurs adopts an agreeable expression. Ceibhfhionn walks off in a swirl of auroralaen robes. Manager Blodeuyn just loped out. Master Giedrius just went out. Keyes exclaims, "To the foyer!" Keyes raises his fist defiantly. Orralith says, "Let me go check on Mr. Brimblesbee." Orralith waves. Felisaithne smiles. Ermias softly exclaims, "Onward!" [Everyone goes out.]