Tales of Solhaven (storyline)/2023-09-10 - Vornavis Baronial Court Session (log)

This log is from the Vornavis Baronial court session on Imaerasta 10, 5123, (September 10, 2023), taken from the perspective of Phanna. It has been edited to focus on NPCs, spoken dialog, and for clarity. It focused primarily on general goings-on in Vornavis/Solhaven but did reference some plot points and NPCs with the Nations on the Brink storyline.

Recap

Lady Athalia Malwind, daughter of Baron Dunrith Malwind, held public court in Vornavis with the Lord Chamberlain announcing. Also present were Steward Jarnsaixa Vargrdoittr the Bodyguard to the Sunthrone of the Turamzzyrian Empire, Vornavis Court Magister Odelgarde Brindlestraffe of the Hall of Mages, and Atylia Vontien Illistim the Walker of Lore from the Library Aies in Ta'Illistim. No petitions from the public were heard. Visiting dignitaries in attendance recognized included Envoy Tikba of Wehnimer's Landing, Lord Teveriel Anduin of Ta'Vaalor, and Councilwoman Jastalyn of Icemule Trace.

Jarnsaixa recounted safety improvements made over the past month to Vornavis Keep after several weaknesses were discovered that allowed unscrupulous individuals to gain unauthorized entry. She took action on those items on behalf of Captain of the Guard Gurbah, who was accompanying Lord Salnim Malwind traveling abroad. She noted that the Illistim would focus on locating their rogue Master of Lore, Thaiagol Razan-Dhur, while Vornavis would focus on locating Niatha - both of whom are believed to have played a role in targeting Kasendra Malwind and Sayilla Javilerre. Grenhal the healer's remains were found, presumed killed by Niatha, and Grenhal's name was fully cleared of any suspicion of wrongdoing. Grenhal was to be given proper burial rites per the traditions of the Mis'req tribes of the Tehir.

Odelgarde introduced the Vornavian Awakened Humanities Award as a way to recognize someone who has risen above divisions to extend a hand of compassion and aid to another, exemplifying the ideals of kindness and selflessness by bringing another back from the brink of darkness. She presented this award to Lady Meliyara of the Dhe'nar. Meliyara was also offered the role of Solace-a'field in the Order of the Swan, where, if accepted, she would be the first Dhe'nar ever inducted into an Imperial Order.

Athalia expressed her appreciation to Icemule Trace's Town Councilors for inviting her to their World Unity Day auction even though she was not able to attend. She corresponded with Mayor Talliver Dabbings to express support of the initiative and to offer a monetary donation to the funds collected. She also commended Mayor Dabbings for his strong words and proclamation against all forms of slavery, affirming that these were ideals shared by Vornavis and the Turamzzyrian Empire as a whole.

Athalia recognized the recent Seafarer's Festival, a longstanding community event, and those individuals and organizations who made it possible.

Athalia shared that her belief was that the threads of unity that tied together so many organizations already should be encouraged, and that service in one organization should not negate the service to another. She encouraged members of these organizations to join the Order of the Swan, which serves to support Vornavis alongside them.

Athalia called forward Lady Phanna Green, Lady Missoni Sabretache Faendryl, and Sister-in-arms Dirra Crawfinn. Phanna was recognized for her philanthropic work on behalf of Cairnfang Manor and was offered the vacant role of Fealcwyn within the Order of the Swan, which she accepted on the spot. Missoni was recognized for her philanthropic work on behalf of the Twilight Gallery and offered a role of Brathcwyn within the Order of the Swan, in addition to her current role of Sister-at-Arms within the Order of the Silver Gryphon; she also accepted on the spot. Lastly, Dirra was recognized for her many years of service, both within Vornavis and abroad representing Vornavis interests as a Sister-at-Arms of the Order of the Azure Sun. She was knighted by Athalia and named Dame Dirra Crawfinn the Knight of Vornavis.

A reception was held afterward, with Odelgarde and Atylia in attendance, both sharing some interesting dialog.

Log

[Vornavis, Great Hall]
On a low dais, spanning the southern end of the hall, three regal chairs of state rest before an embroidered tapestry of the Rising Swan of Vornavis that covers the wall behind them.  Standards bearing the coats-of-arms of knights in service to the barony hang from the railing of the second floor gallery that lines the other three sides of the Great Hall.  Opposite the dais a pair of large fel doors, inlaid with gold scrolling, are set in the west wall.  You also see the Guarrin disk and a small side door.
Also here: Commodore Jaysehn, Squire Kothos, Grand Lady Aimiee, Lady Akenna, Avrey, Magister Raelee, Tikba, Sirona, Land Pirate Maylan, Jisandra, Dahcre Reader Ordim, Missoni, Fisher Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Lord Khazaann, Brother-in-arms Oxhammer, Squire Delindra, Sister-in-arms Mourdeyan, Sister-at-arms Regwen, Bernadette, Sir Cryheart, Hospitaller Yukito, Sir Guarrin, Sister-at-arms Ifanna, Lord Teveriel, Sister-at-arms Dirra, Sir Bristenn, Lord Chamberlain
Obvious paths: none

Bristenn kindly greets, "Lord Chamberlain."

Raelee neutrally says, "There are more in the market who might require an escort."

Chamberlain bows deeply at the waist.

You see Lord Chamberlain.
He appears to be a Human from Vornavis.
He is average height.  He appears to be ancient.  He has bright sea green eyes and brown skin.  He has thick, shaggy salt and pepper hair with well-groomed sideburns.  He has a wrinkled face and a broad nose.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a white-capped green staff in his right hand.
He is wearing a swan-embossed copper signet ring, and some dark green robes embroidered with a white swan.

Speaking to Chamberlain, Dirra says, "Evening, Lord Chamberlain."

Cryheart says, "Evening, Lord Chamberlain."

Missoni cheerfully greets, "Lord Chamberlain."

Ifanna affably greets, "M'laird chamberlain evenin' t'ye."

Chamberlain formally says, "Good evening, everyone."

Aimiee says, "Evening."

Bernadette softly says, "Good eve Lord Chamberlain."

Dressed in an emerald green livery emblazoned with a white swan, a herald arrives and issues three short blasts on his trumpet.  Lowering it from his lips, the young herald loudly proclaims, "Tonight's session of the Vornavian Court will begin at the 8th hour.  Those that wish to attend tonight's session should make their way to the keep in Vornavis."  With a quick bow, he rushes off, repeating his message further away.

You say, "I will see who is still in the Market wishing an escort."


[Returning after escorting in a group from the Market.]

[Vornavis, Great Hall]
On a low dais, spanning the southern end of the hall, three regal chairs of state rest before an embroidered tapestry of the Rising Swan of Vornavis that covers the wall behind them.  Standards bearing the coats-of-arms of knights in service to the barony hang from the railing of the second floor gallery that lines the other three sides of the Great Hall.  Opposite the dais a pair of large fel doors, inlaid with gold scrolling, are set in the west wall.  You also see the hammered silver Meliyara disk, the Guarrin disk and a small side door.
Also here: Lady Meliyara, Xorus, Imperatrix Lylia, Brother-in-arms Falicor, Commodore Jaysehn, Squire Kothos, Grand Lady Aimiee, Lady Akenna, Avrey, Magister Raelee, Tikba, Sirona, Land Pirate Maylan, Jisandra, Dahcre Reader Ordim, Missoni, Fisher Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Lord Khazaann, Brother-in-arms Oxhammer, Squire Delindra, Sister-in-arms Mourdeyan, Sister-at-arms Regwen, Bernadette, Sir Cryheart, Hospitaller Yukito, Sir Guarrin, Sister-at-arms Ifanna, Lord Teveriel, Sister-at-arms Dirra, Sir Bristenn, Lord Chamberlain
Obvious paths: none

Chamberlain taps his staff against the floor, and a pair of pages arrive, placing a stool nearby.

Chamberlain nods once at Maylan.

Maylan nods gratefully at Chamberlain.

Maylan walks over to the stool and settles down.

Speaking to Mynon, Dirra says, "Sir Felcroth."

You murmur, "Excuse me."


[Returning after escorting in another group from the market.]

[Vornavis, Great Hall]
On a low dais, spanning the southern end of the hall, three regal chairs of state rest before an embroidered tapestry of the Rising Swan of Vornavis that covers the wall behind them.  Standards bearing the coats-of-arms of knights in service to the barony hang from the railing of the second floor gallery that lines the other three sides of the Great Hall.  Opposite the dais a pair of large fel doors, inlaid with gold scrolling, are set in the west wall.  You also see the clam-shaped Lithyia disk, the Wolfloner disk, a three-legged wooden stool, the hammered silver Meliyara disk, the Guarrin disk and a small side door.
Also here: Oishian, Sir Mynon, Mistress Lithyia, Wolfloner, Giogionni, Jastalyn, Telhum, Lady Meliyara, Xorus, Imperatrix Lylia, Brother-in-arms Falicor, Commodore Jaysehn, Squire Kothos, Grand Lady Aimiee, Lady Akenna, Avrey, Magister Raelee, Tikba, Sirona, Land Pirate Maylan who is sitting, Jisandra, Dahcre Reader Ordim, Missoni, Fisher Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Lord Khazaann, Brother-in-arms Oxhammer, Squire Delindra, Sister-in-arms Mourdeyan, Sister-at-arms Regwen, Bernadette, Sir Cryheart, Hospitaller Yukito, Sir Guarrin, Sister-at-arms Ifanna, Lord Teveriel, Sister-at-arms Dirra, Sir Bristenn, Lord Chamberlain
Obvious paths: none

Chamberlain continues to watch as people arrive into the Great Hall.

Chamberlain says, "I will remind all here to be mindful of proper decorum while here."

Chamberlain says, "Weapons, shields, and the like have no place being drawn here at Court."

Chamberlain gives the Great Hall a final once over and then nods.

Chamberlain raises his green staff and thumps the end of it on the floor several times.

Chamberlain announces, "This session of the Court of Vornavis is now in session.  Make way for the Lady Athalia Malwind of Vornavis!"

Lady Athalia just came through a small side door.

You see Lady Athalia Malwind.
She appears to be a Human from Vornavis.
She has a curvaceous figure.  She appears to be in the spring of life.  She has moss green-flecked midnight blue eyes and milky white skin.  She has very long, glossy golden brown hair drawn back into an elegant chignon beneath a silver swan-motif diadem, with artful, wispy curls tugged free to caress her neck.  She has a heart-shaped face, an upturned nose and full shell pink-tinted lips.  She has glossy gradient ebon-to-silver luster brushed onto her perfectly manicured fingernails.  Subtle yet fading shadows darken her lower eyelids.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a silver-chained delicate swan pendant, an emerald green suede kirtle overdyed in ebon with a high-collared black Vornavian silk shift hem-embroidered in swan-embossed shields underneath, a delicate silver ring, a high-waisted tapestry weave girdle displaying white lilies on dark threads, and a pair of soft suede court slippers.

[People greet Athalia.]

Athalia inclines her head.

Chamberlain announces, "We welcome Steward Jarnsaixa Vargrdoittr to stand at her side."

Steward Jarnsaixa just came through a small side door.

You see Steward Jarnsaixa Vargrdoittr the Bodyguard to the Sunthrone of the Turamzzyrian Empire.
She appears to be a Giantman of the Grishknel Clan.
She is tall and has lean, well-muscled form.  She appears to be mature.  She has round, slightly hooded and green-tinted hazel eyes and bronze skin.  She has waist-length, smooth sun-lightened, chocolate brown hair twisted into a multitude of warbraids, alternating thin and thick as they hug her skull with each sporadically banded in gold-wired coils.  She has a muscled face, a broken nose and a stern countenance.  An angry, ragged scar trails down her left arm starting at her shoulder and ending at her wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a decorative gold aventail incised with symbols of rank and office, a gold-banded leather back sheath, a knotwork bronze brooch, a high-collared emerald green shirt trailing left-sided buttons, a dark red suede belt, a sun-embossed dark suede pouch, a faenor-capped brown leather sheath, a pair of black trousers with green outer-seam piping, and some sturdy calf-high boots tightly laced in rawhide.

[People greet Jarnsaixa.]

Jarnsaixa moves to the right side of Athalia, standing at attention with her hands lightly clasped before her.

Jarnsaixa nods.

Chamberlain announces, "We welcome Magister Odelgarde Brindlestraff, court magister to Vornavis, to stand at her side."

Magister Odelgarde just came through a small side door.

Odelgarde stands at the edge of the dais, her eyes lowered to an object cupped in her hands.

You see Magister Odelgarde Brindlestraffe.
She appears to be a Human from Vornavis.
She is shorter than average.  She appears to be in the prime of life.  She has tilted sea green eyes and hazelnut brown skin.  She has tight, small-curled caramel hair pulled back from her face and triple-wrapped with a silken headband, leaving the springing curls to splay outward around her head.  She has a high-cheeked, subtly rounded face, a slightly flared, flat nose and connected-lobe ears.
She has a cascade of thin alchemical runes tattooed from temple-to-collarbone along the edges of her face.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a copper penannular brooch cleaved by a mother-of-pearl-inlaid swan feather in her right hand.
She is wearing a decorative golden torc inlaid with teal chalcedony, a hooded thick teal longcloak lined in leopard furs, a gold-boned chocolate brown suede bodice side-laced in satin over a long-sleeved teal cotton shirt, a small copper pinky ring with a flat crest, a hip-tied paisley teal sash, and some layered chocolate brown skirts.

Speaking evenly to Odelgarde, Raelee says, "Magister."

[People greet Odelgarde.]

Chamberlain announces, "We would also like to welcome our honored guest from the Library of Aies, Atylia Vontien Illistim the Walker of Lore."

Atylia just came through a small side door.

Atylia takes a seat upon the edge of the dais, her body close to Odelgarde.

You see Atylia Vontien Illistim the Walker of Lore.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is shorter than average.  She appears to be an adult.  She has green-specked misty blue eyes and fair skin.  She has thigh-length, wildly curly ebon-streaked mahogany hair with a single bright silver curl.  She has a narrow face, an upturned, pert nose and freckled cheeks.
She has an ebon-inked open book framed by crossed golden quills on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of silver-caught grey pearl earrings carved with a tiny crescent moon-and-stars, a tiny broken mirror pin, a hawk-winged butterfly cloak of smoke grey velvet, a shimmering silvered black lotus silk gown with crescent-like swirls, a vibrant ianthine silk pouch, a pair of sheer ebon stockings, and some low-heeled ebon suede ankle boots with pearlescent crescent buttons.

[People greet Atylia.]

Chamberlain announces, "We will not be honoring petitions this night, though there will be an informal gathering with refreshments provided in the dining hall at the end of the session."

Atylia gathers a fistful of her lotus silk gown in one hand, then glances uncertainly around.

Chamberlain announces, "We acknowledge the following visiting dignitaries:  Envoy Tikba of Wehnimer's Landing, Lord Anduin of Ta'Vaalor, and Councilwoman Jastalyn of Icemule Trace."

Tikba smiles.

Jastalyn smiles.

Tikba nods graciously.

Jastalyn bows her head slightly as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy.

Teveriel inclines his head.

[People greet those dignitaries recognized.]

Speaking quietly to Atylia, Kothos says, "It's good to see you recovering so well."

Jarnsaixa clears her throat.

Jarnsaixa firmly says, "I have been tasked with presenting an affirmation of those things that took place last month.  It has been something that all of us have striven to process and some discovered things, either by accident or with intent, that we would ask that some of you keep to yourself until a time when we feel it is safe to expose these revelations."

Jarnsaixa pointedly makes eye contact with Jaysehn for several long seconds.

Atylia glances a bit wildly about the area.  She closes her eyes, takes several deep breaths, then reopens them, looking a bit calmer.

Jarnsaixa carefully says, "In the absence of Lord Salnim and Captain of the Guard Gurbah, I have been generously asked to review the findings and to acknowledge weaknesses within the keep of Vornavis."

Jarnsaixa lifts her chin and thumps her fist against her heart.

Jarnsaixa respectfully says, "I am honored to have been tasked with this undertaking and have made several forays into the local sewer systems.  With the aid of Magister Brindlestraff, we have discovered two more entries into the keep, which have been sealed.  We are also going to be working on instilling better protocols for entry into the Great Hall, which we hope to have established by the turn of the year."

Jaysehn glances down.

Jarnsaixa lowers her hand from her heart.

Jarnsaixa acknowledges, "We have had our losses this year."

Jarnsaixa lets her eyes scan those gathered.

Jarnsaixa carefully says, "We have given this Niatha a lot of our attention, we have gone in circles about what this might portend, but in the end we have to be pragmatic.  Cautionary, without being reactionary.  We have spoken extensively with the Master Index of Ta'Illistim.  While the east will continue to search for the rogue loremaster, we will concentrate our efforts in discovering the whereabouts of this Niatha."

Atylia picks fretfully at the flawless lotus silk of her gown.

Jarnsaixa briefly lowers her head.  She takes a deep breath, her hands firmly clasped before her, before lifting her eyes once more.

Jarnsaixa regretfully says, "It is with deep sadness that the Vornavian Court formally ends its search for Healer, Nursemaid, and Friend to the Vornavian Court, Grenhal."

Jarnsaixa thoughtfully says, "Through various letters, found items within the alcove beyond her room, it has come to our attention that she was attempting to better aid Baron Dunrith Malwind.  Unfortunately, she was the first of us to get too close, the first of us to discover the deception at play, and the first to pay with her life."

Kothos says, "No way for a healer to meet their end."

Jarnsaixa respectfully says, "I have been asked to formally announce that we have exonerated her name and removed the stain that this Niatha placed upon it."

Jarnsaixa regretfully says, "Her body was badly used.  We surmise that the marks on her skin and the reason she was left within the wall was so that the infiltrator could utilize her blood to maintain the illusion of her semblance."

Atylia murmurs to herself, "There are worse payments than one's life," as she shivers as if suddenly cold.  For a moment, her eyes grow dark and panic-stricken, but she visibly fights it back, gazing straight ahead.

Jarnsaixa slowly says, "The Court of Vornavis humbly asks those that may know of the traditions for death surrounding the Mis'req tribes of the Tehir people please provide correspondences to the Chamberlain.  We have reached out to the local Shakat in hopes that they, too, may know."

Speaking to herself, Aimiee says, "What a absolute shame."

Odelgarde touches Atylia.

Jarnsaixa bows her head respectfully.

Kothos smiles at Atylia.

Atylia takes several steps away from Kothos, glancing nervously about.

Jarnsaixa earnestly says, "It is the desire of the Vornavian Court to lay this woman, with all honors, to appropriate rest."

Jarnsaixa moves to the right side of Athalia, standing at attention with her hands lightly clasped before her.

Jarnsaixa nods at Odelgarde.

Odelgarde slowly empties her lungs.

Odelgarde steps forward, holding a brooch within her cupped hands.  Her eyes remain fixed upon the metal object as she begins to speak.

Odelgarde carefully says, "Today, I stand before you to speak of the sanctity of life a precious gift that we often take for granted.  Life, with all its blessings and importance, is a beacon of hope that shines brightly in the darkest of times.  It is a treasure that unites us all, transcending boundaries and differences."

Meliyara glances appraisingly at Odelgarde.

Odelgarde glances briefly at the brooch in her hand, licking her lips in an attempt to hide her nervousness and obviously failing.

Odelgarde quietly says, "In recognition of those who honor the sanctity of life and offer protection in the field for those who have recently fallen, I am here to introduce the Vornavian Awakened Humanities Award.  This prestigious award serves as a testament to the individuals who, in their selflessness, have brought another back from the brink of darkness and allowed them to embrace life once more."

Odelgarde thoughtfully says, "At times, our world is marred by divisions cultural, racial, and otherwise.  But occasionally, there are those who rise above these divisions and extend a hand of compassion and aid to another.  In those moments, souls touch, if only for a brief moment, bridging the gaps that separate us.  These acts of kindness, these selfless gestures, are what make our world a better place."

Odelgarde lifts her eyes for the first time since stepping forward and speaking.

Odelgarde quietly says, "Today, I am deeply honored to present this award to someone who exemplifies these ideals a beacon of hope in our world."  Letting her eyes slip through the assembled, she clears her throat and continues with an edge of firmness to her tone.  "This person, through their actions, reached across the divide to aid another, allowing souls to touch, even in the face of adversity.  They shielded that person until others could arrive to lend their aid, demonstrating unwavering compassion and bravery."

Odelgarde lets her eyes fall upon Meliyara.

Odelgarde gratefully admits, "I am indebted to this person, and it is with great honor that I present the Vornavian Awakened Humanities Award to Lady Meliyara of the Dhe'nar."

Meliyara smiles at Odelgarde.

Speaking to Meliyara, Kothos says, "You are a marvel.  Glad to see it official, now."

Meliyara inclines her head.

[People applaud Meliyara.]

Speaking warmly to Meliyara, Kothos says, "Well-done, my friend."

Odelgarde whispers something to Meliyara.

Odelgarde offers Meliyara a copper penannular brooch cleaved by a mother-of-pearl-inlaid swan feather.

Meliyara whispers something to Odelgarde.

Meliyara accepts Odelgarde's penannular brooch.

Speaking appreciatively to Odelgarde, Meliyara says, "Sha'haisa, Magister."

You see Lady Meliyara the Recipient of the Vornavian Awakened Humanities Award.
She appears to be a Dhe'nar Dark Elf.
She is average height and has an hourglass figure.  She appears to have come of age.  She has sultry silver-flecked sapphire blue eyes and petal-soft, radiant caramel-hued skin.  She has shoulder-length, sleek silvery blue hair worn in elaborate braids interwoven with some copper-caged obsidian and shadow amethyst shards.  She has a perfectly symmetrical, delicately featured face, a petite, gently sloped button nose and full, luscious lips that further enhance her feminine features.  A tiny, circular rose-hued beauty mark sits high upon her right cheekbone.
Superimposed over Meliyara's form is the ghostly silhouette of a Siren Mystic of the Waves, a captivating expression on her face.
Her right hip is pierced with a silver-swept blue mistvein sapphire.
She has a pair of ruby teardrop earrings set along the slender tips of her pointed ears, an ethereal runestaff tattoo on her arm, a chain of intricate runes tattoo on her finger, several obsidian-inked rings of concentric circles on her wrist, an intricate geometric watercolor inking on her leg, an obsidian-caged soulstone half-ring in her left nostril, an intricate inking of a flowering vine on her arm, and an intricate flower and vine tattoo on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a copper penannular brooch cleaved by a mother-of-pearl-inlaid swan feather in her right hand.
She is wearing a chain-link starveil necklace nestling a wyrm's heart sapphire in the decolletage, a wispy su'chao silk szi'bai draped precariously over the bust, some ash bangles sporting a subtle sunset-hued sapphire flamestalk mosaic, an intricate eahnor waist chain resting on the hips, a gauzy su'chao silk szi'euk slit up the side to the hips, and a pair of dark amethyst purple lacebark sandals lofted on stained glass heels.

Meliyara says, "It is no more than any number of those gathered here would have done. I only regret that we had not reached you sooner, and prevented the need."

Odelgarde smiles at Meliyara.

Meliyara smiles at Odelgarde.

Meliyara puts on a copper penannular brooch cleaved by a mother-of-pearl-inlaid swan feather.

Odelgarde slowly empties her lungs.

Odelgarde formally says, "But this award is not the end; it is a new beginning.  I extend an invitation, not to be answered this night, for Lady Meliyara to be the first Dhe'nar inducted into an Imperial Order of the Turamzzyrian Empire a gesture that signifies solidarity and inclusivity.  Furthermore, it is the wish of the Vornavian Court that she fill the role of Solace-a'field in the Order of the Swan, where she can hopefully continue to be a beacon of compassion and aid in our community."

Yukito beams happily at Meliyara!

Maylan amazedly says, "Wow."

[More applause.]

Odelgarde hopefully says, "Let us celebrate the sanctity of life, honor those who protect it, and cherish the moments when souls touch across divides.  Lady Meliyara, your actions inspire us all, and I eagerly await your response to this invitation."

Meliyara blinks at Odelgarde.

Speaking to Meliyara, Kothos says, "Yes, you heard her right."

Speaking respectfully to Meliyara, Odelgarde says, "Thank you, and may the light of compassion continue to shine brightly in our world through people like you."

Speaking heartily to Meliyara, Maylan exclaims, "Harrr!"

Speaking to Meliyara, Kothos says, "Well-met, Solace-a'field."

Odelgarde takes a few steps back, resuming her place at the edge of the dais.

Speaking to Odelgarde, Meliyara says, "I shall endeavor to do so, eii."

Meliyara nods appreciatively at Yukito.

Athalia smiles.

Athalia says, "Thank you, both, Steward and Magister."

Athalia steps a few pace to the right, her hands gently folded before her.

Athalia regretfully says, "We must start this night with gratitude for an invitation that was sent to this court by Councillor Aliashyrah, Councillor Jastalyn, and Councillor Sorlu of the Icemule Trace Town Council."

Athalia says, "We wish to extend our heartfelt apologies for the tardiness of a response, which regrettably arrives well after the conclusion of Icemule Trace's World Unity Day auction.  It pains us to admit that the postal services have been less than efficient in recent times, causing a considerable delay in the delivery of the kind invitation."

Jastalyn smiles.

Athalia turns to her left and takes a few steps across the dais, her eyes watching those gathered.

Atylia picks fretfully at the flawless lotus silk of her gown.

Athalia appreciatively says, "While I was deeply honored by the invitation to participate in such a noble cause, it is with a rueful understanding that I must acknowledge the complexities of my role as a representative of Vornavis."  She grins, a bit ruefully before continuing.  "The opinions and values of the Knights, whose wisdom and counsel I hold in the highest regard, would have undoubtedly weighed against my attendance at an event so far from the familiar embrace of our beloved cities."

Jastalyn inclines her head.

Athalia respectfully says, "The late arrival of your invitation, unfortunately, prevented the necessary preparations and entourage that such an endeavor would have required.  I trust you understand the delicate balance of responsibilities that I must navigate as the daughter of Baron Malwind of Vornavis."

Athalia lightly lifts her right hand, a faint gesture as she slowly turns back to the right side of the dais.

Athalia slowly says, "I do wish to reaffirm my commitment to the cause and the message of unity that World Unity Day represents.  Although I have received no response to my previous missive to Mayor Talliver Dabbings, I have sent a second communication, praising the admirable efforts of the Icemule Trace Town Council and offering a monetary donation to be added to the proceeds collected almost a week ago."

Athalia faces those gathered, her hands lightly clasped once more before her.

Athalia says, "It is a shame that such honorable intentions were marred by the events that unfolded at the end of this esteemed auction.  Veiled phrasing and false words were utilized to mask deeper, darker ulterior motives that stand out against the bright light that the words "World Unity" represent.  These sad actions, though feigned with an ignorance we find difficult to respect, put a stain on the hope displayed by those present and marred the goodwill generated by all."

Athalia regretfully admits, "We are forced to conclude that the lateness of the mail services to us was nothing short of divine as our attendance, even unwittingly, in such affairs would have been regrettable."

Athalia earnestly says, "However, I would like to commend Mayor Dabbings for his stance in formally marking Icemule Trace as an abolitionist state as a result of the darker tidings of the event.  It is a stance that Vornavis and the Turamzzyrian Empire as a whole also embrace, and I believe it is through such shared values that we can continue to strive for unity and progress in our world."

Athalia inclines her head respectfully towards Jastalyn.

Jastalyn inclines her head.

Athalia appreciatively admits, "Once again, please accept my apologies for not being able to attend your event, and I hope that this response reaches you in good health and spirits."

Jastalyn smiles.

Speaking softly to Athalia, Jastalyn says, "Thank you so much."

Athalia inclines her head.

Athalia says, "Let us turn our eyes closer to home.."

Athalia smiles.

Athalia states, "We, in our exalted role as daughter of Vornavis, stand before you today with a heart full of gratitude and admiration.   It is with great pleasure and profound appreciation that we address you, reflecting upon an event of great significance a tradition that has woven the fabric of our sister city, Solhaven, and strengthened the bonds of our community."

Athalia informs, "Six weeks ago, we gathered beneath the gracious canopy of Cairnfang Manor to celebrate the annual Seafarer's Festival a tradition that has endured through the sands of time.  With each passing year, this venerable festival has not merely thrived but has, in fact, become the bedrock upon which our sense of community stands resolute.   It is through the steadfast upholding of this tradition that we have nurtured a spirit of togetherness, a sense of belonging that transcends the boundaries of our cities."

Athalia folds her hands.

You smile.

Athalia sincerely says, "In this moment of reflection, we extend our heartfelt gratitude to those noble souls and esteemed groups who, despite the distance, undertook the arduous journey to lend their support to our cherished festival.  Foremost among these is House Sylvanfair, an embodiment of grace and camaraderie.  To them, we offer our deepest appreciation for their unwavering commitment to this event.  We are especially moved by the presence of the Lady Rohese, who traveled from the distant lands of Ta'Illistim to grace us with her distinguished presence."

Athalia nods respectfully at Teveriel.

Athalia smiles.

You nod in agreement.

Athalia appreciatively states, "Additionally, our sincere thanks go out to the esteemed community groups whose unwavering dedication has added luster to these festivities. Commodore Jaysehn Ranshai of the Free Captains' Company, as well as Protector Kilthal Dradious and Squire Jisandra Talissen of the Haven Emergency Resource Team, Seer Charna Ja'Varrel'Kav and Ordim of the Allies of the Grey your contributions have not gone unnoticed and are deeply appreciated."

Athalia nods respectfully at Jisandra.

Jaysehn glances up.

Athalia nods respectfully at Ordim.

Athalia nods respectfully at Jaysehn.

Folding his left arm behind his back and dipping to one knee, Ordim bows respectfully and inclines his head.

Jisandra blushes a glowing shade of red.

Akenna leans on Jaysehn, resting her head against his shoulder.

Jaysehn nods graciously.

Kothos says, "Charna."

Athalia respectfully adds, "Let us also remember the valiant individuals who generously offered their services to ensure the success of these festivities.   To Sister-at-arms Dirra Crawfinn, Lady Arbeia Sudha, Sir Mynon Felcroth, and Hospitaller Yukito, we extend our heartfelt thanks for your unwavering support."

Athalia nods respectfully at Dirra.

Athalia nods respectfully at Mynon.

You smile.

Athalia nods respectfully at Yukito.

Mynon blushes a glowing shade of red.

Yukito places a hand over his heart.

Athalia kindly admonishes, "In this moment of reflection, we must reserve a special place in our hearts for the Lady Phanna Green, chairwoman of Cairnfang Manor.   Her unwavering dedication to the traditions of the Freeport of Solhaven and the Cooperate House of Elanthia is a beacon of excellence in organization, outreach, and steadfastness."

Dirra curtsies to Athalia.

Athalia curtsies gracefully to you.

You blush a glowing shade of red.

You curtsy gracefully.

Athalia acknowledges, "And finally, a beacon of light in these trying times the newly opened Twilight Gallery and its curator, Missoni Sabretache Fandryl.   Their generous donation of one million five hundred silvers shall be used to alleviate the suffering of those families who lost mariners in Darkstone Bay while striving to provide aid to those in Wehnimer's Landing."

[Lots of applause all around for those recognized for their roles in supporting the Seafarer's Festival.]

Missoni blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Missoni curtsies to Athalia.

Speaking to Missoni, Maylan says, "Huzzah."

Athalia humbly says, "As we stand here today, united in the memory of this remarkable event, let us not forget that it is our shared traditions and our willingness to come together, irrespective of our origins, that strengthen the very fabric of our community.   Together, we shall continue to flourish, bound by the enduring spirit of Solhaven and the Seafarer's Festival."

Athalia folds her hands.

Athalia hopefully says, "May these festivities forever stand as a testament to the unity that defines our city.   Thank you, one and all, for your unwavering support.  We remain ever grateful."

Athalia turns around.

You say, "Thank you for your kind words."

Athalia quietly reflects, "As we stand before you today, gazing upon this remarkable gathering of noble individuals, we are filled with a profound sense of awe and appreciation.  The names that have been uttered here today, each belonging to an organization or cause that is near and dear to our hearts, have interwoven threads that bind us in harmony.   These threads, like the many Silver Gryphons who are also members of Cairnfang Manor or the members of the Azure Sun who belong to the Coterie of the Swan, exemplify the strength of our interconnectedness."

Athalia steps few pace to the right in thought.

Athalia thoughtfully concludes, "It is in this spirit of unity and cooperation that we propose an idea one that seeks to honor your roots, your affiliations, and your dedication to various noble causes.  We firmly believe that service to one institution should not negate service to another, especially when the ultimate beneficiary is our beloved Vornavis, the Freeport of Solhaven, both North and South, and Marshtown."

Athalia turns slowly and paces to the left, moving closer to the chamberlain.

Atylia shivers.

Athalia continues, "To those among us who feel a deep connection to Cairnfang Manor and the traditions it upholds, we invite you to consider extending your support to the Order of the Swan.  By joining our ranks, you can continue to honor your commitment to the Manor while also contributing your skills and resources to the betterment of both cities."

Athalia lifts her gaze to those gathered, her eyes rising higher to gaze brief at the banners and nods to herself.

Chamberlain surreptitiously glances at Atylia.

Athalia earnestly states, "Let us embrace this opportunity to bring together the collective strength of our various affiliations, weaving a tapestry of service and dedication that shall benefit our great city.  The Order of the Swan stands ready to welcome those who wish to serve our communities with open arms."

Yukito places a hand over his heart.

Athalia places her hand on her heart.

Athalia sincerely says, "In unity, we find strength, and in cooperation, we create a brighter future for our city.  Let us move forward together, upholding the values of our respective organizations, while also working hand in hand to ensure the prosperity and well-being of Vornavis.  Together, we shall forge a path towards a stronger, more vibrant future for our beloved city."

Yukito nods firmly.

Atylia gathers a fistful of her lotus silk gown in one hand, then glances uncertainly around.

Athalia asks, "Would the Lady Phanna Green, Lady Missoni Sabretache Faendryl, and Sister-in-arms Dirra Crawfinn please step forward?"

Athalia folds her hands.

Missoni blinks.

Dirra blinks.

Missoni strides a few steps forward.

Speaking to Dirra, Bristenn mumbles, "Up you go, Crawfish."

(Dirra moves a few steps forwards.)

You nod graciously.

You stride a few steps forward.

Speaking quietly to Dirra, Kothos says, "You do your family proud, my dear."

Athalia proudly says, "In the Turamzzyrian Empire, there exist various Orders and traditions, each with its unique purpose and noble goals.  My father s order, the Order of the Swan stands as a symbol of unity and aid, striving to uplift our community in times of need.  Its commitment to helping those who are less fortunate, to extending a hand of support, and to honoring those in the greatest of need with dignity, grace, and understanding is truly commendable.  Its communal goal is clear to make our cities a better place for all."

Athalia addresses those gathered, while pacing in a slow circle around you.

Athalia thoughtfully says, "With this in mind, we turn our thoughts to the traditions of the Aspect of the Twilight Bluebell.  This ideal is steeped in philanthropic efforts, dedicated to the ideals of kindness, a profound understanding of the needs of others, and the belief that to heal a community, one must become a caretaker of that very community.  Its tireless work embodies the essence of compassion and the unyielding commitment to improving the lives of our citizens."

You nod slowly.

Athalia lays her hands upon your shoulder.

Dirra nods slowly.

Missoni glances between Athalia and yourself.

Athalia clearly says, "Today, as we gather here, we wish to propose a harmonious alliance, one that marries the dedication of Cairnfang Manor and the Order of the Swan with the philanthropic traditions of the Aspect of the Twilight Bluebell.  It is in this spirit of unity, shared purpose, and community upliftment that we extend a heartfelt request to the Lady Phanna Green, chairwoman of Cairnfang Manor."

You blush a glowing shade of red.

Athalia releases your shoulder, and moves to stand in front of you.

Athalia requests, "Lady Phanna, your unwavering dedication to the traditions of the Freeport of Solhaven and the Cooperate House of Elanthia is an inspiration to us all.  Your excellence in organization, outreach, and steadfastness is truly remarkable.  We humbly ask if you would consider pairing your esteemed duties as Chairwoman of Cairnfang Manor with that of the Order of the Swan, specifically, by taking on the vacant role of Fealcwyn."

Athalia smiles at you.

Speaking sincerely to Athalia, you say, "You honor me truly, Lady Athalia.  Thank you.  I accept, though I must add.. Cairnfang Manor is only great for its members and its community, of which we are rich in both."

You blush a glowing shade of red.

Athalia says, "This alliance would not only honor your deep commitment to our community but also harness the collective strength of these noble institutions, fostering a brighter future for Vornavis and its citizens.  We believe that, together, we can achieve even greater heights of compassion, aid, and community upliftment."

Athalia smiles at you.

You smile.

Speaking amusedly to you, Athalia says, "I was not going to ask you to accept tonight...  Though I am most pleased that you felt the desire to do so."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You blush a glowing shade of red.

Yukito nods respectfully to you.

You nod graciously.

Chamberlain inclines his head.

Speaking to you, Athalia says, "That in unity, we find strength, and in cooperation, we create a legacy of compassion and support that shall resonate through the annals of our history."

Atylia tries hard not to detract from the court session, as she steps back behind Odelgarde, hissing with fright to Kothos, "Please stay farther away from me and stop whispering to me.  I do not know you."

Guarrin casts a warning glance at Kothos.

You nod in agreement.

Tikba surreptitiously glances between Atylia and Kothos.

Athalia says, "We are pleased for you to have accepted."

Odelgarde blinks.

Kothos glances at Guarrin.

Guarrin grits his teeth.

Odelgarde moves to stand in front of Atylia.

Guarrin glares at Kothos.

Missoni bites her lip.

Atylia gathers a fistful of her lotus silk gown in one hand, then glances uncertainly around.

Odelgarde frowns.

You smile at Athalia.

Athalia ponders.

Meliyara casually glances between Kothos and Atylia.

Sirona glances between Kothos and Atylia.

Atylia flushes with embarrassment, whispering, "I am sorry, carry on."

Guarrin nods once at Jarnsaixa.

Jarnsaixa nods.

Athalia glances between Jarnsaixa and Guarrin.

Kothos nods slowly at Atylia.

Jarnsaixa inclines her head.

Athalia smiles.

Athalia paces in a slow circle around Missoni.

Missoni blushes sheepishly to herself.

You give Missoni a strong, encouraging smile.

Athalia slowly says, "Today, we wish to shine a light on an individual whose dedication to those in need, pursuit of philanthropic ideals, and unwavering commitment to compassionate and thoughtful actions have not gone unnoticed.  Missoni Sabretache Faendryl, you stand as a beacon of hope and an embodiment of the very essence of philanthropy."

Missoni nods appreciatively at Athalia.

Athalia states, "Your tireless efforts in reaching out to those who require assistance, your constant pursuit of ways to make our community a better place, and your compassionate actions have touched the lives of many. Your deep well of strength and personal integrity are qualities that we deeply admire."

Athalia smiles at Missoni.

Perigourd gazes lovingly at Missoni.

Missoni flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.

Athalia carefully says, "Today, we stand before you with a unique proposition, one that draws upon your inherent qualities of compassion and dedication.  We ask, Missoni Sabretache Faendryl, that you consider bearing the honorable burden of not one, but two esteemed roles that of a Squire to the Order of the Silver Gryphons and that of a Brathcwyn to the Order of the Swan."

Athalia stands beside Missoni and faces those gathered, her hand laying upon her shoulder.

Yukito smiles with quiet happiness.

Athalia admits, "By taking on this dual role, you have the potential to further amplify your impact on our community.   The responsibilities and duties that come with each of these positions would, we believe, be enhanced by your compassionate and thoughtful nature.  It is a path that aligns perfectly with your values and your commitment to making Vornavis, Solhaven, and other communities, a better places for all."

Akenna whispers something to Chamberlain.

Missoni nods slowly at Athalia.

Athalia slowly corrects, "Apologies, Sister-at-Arms."

Missoni flashes a quick grin.

Athalia says, "I did not mean to demote you."

Missoni whispers aloud, "A recent promotion."

Missoni grins sheepishly.

Athalia admonishes, "Missoni Sabretache Faendryl, we implore you to consider this opportunity carefully.  The date of the next court session, on the 24th of this month, shall serve as the moment for you to provide your answer.  In this alliance, we envision a brighter and more compassionate future for our beloved cities.  Your decision carries the potential to create a lasting legacy of kindness and support."

Athalia bows her head slightly toward Missoni as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy before her.

Missoni nods understandingly at Athalia.

Athalia slowly says, "Though, if you wish to do as the Lady Green has done..."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Athalia opens her hand with the palm up.

Missoni says, "Thank you, Lady Malwind. I could not be more proud to be a member of this wonderful community and Court."

Athalia smiles.

Speaking to Athalia, Missoni says, "I cannot imagine needing time to think on it, in truth."

Athalia smiles.

Jarnsaixa chuckles.

Speaking gratefully to Missoni, Athalia says, "We are pleased that you would accept."

Missoni's face lights up with joy for Athalia.

You see Brathcwyn Missoni Sabretache Faendryl the Member of the Order of the Swan.
She appears to be a Dark Elf.
She is shorter than average and has a fragile, slender frame.  She appears to have come of age.  She has long-lashed chimerical viridian eyes and richly toned, olive brown skin.  She has long, glossy black hair caught in a series of braided loops beneath a feathered platinum circlet entwined in ribbon-like inlays of twilight blue everine, the ends subtly concealed beneath the coils.  She has a pinched face, a sharp and severe nose and a prominent collarbone marked by a tiny mole.  Her pointed chin and delicate bone structure contribute to the waifish appearance of her visage.  The angled contours of her ear are accented by a glimmaergless swan feather earcap, the point of which extends to graze the right temple.
She has an oval blood red eye tattoo on her neck, some inked whorls of mist on her arm, an eight-tined star tattooed in lapis ink on the top of her right hand, and a kneeling vathor tattoo on her thigh.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a herringbone-weave neckchain of silver links, a pallid saenira corset flaring into ghostwood-caged panniers over a pale bourde gown caught around the detached sleeves by rhimar swan pinions, a lor signet ring, and a pair of shimmering ivory Vornavian silk pompes raised on feather-swept heels.

Athalia steps behind Dirra, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Dirra blushes a rosy pink shade at Athalia.

Athalia states, "Dirra Crawfinn's tireless efforts in the service of the Order of the Azure Sun, as their dedicated hospitaller and sister-in-arms, have been nothing short of remarkable.  Her compassionate care and unwavering support for those in need have earned her the respect and admiration of many.  Through her selfless actions, she embodies the very spirit of service and kindness that defines our community."

Athalia smiles.

Dirra blushes a nice shade of rosy pink.

Athalia continues, "Her dedication doesn't stop there.  Dirra Crawfinn has also taken on the mantle of leading events within the Freeport of Solhaven on behalf of Cairnfang Manor.  Her leadership and tireless efforts have contributed greatly to the well-being of our community, fostering a sense of togetherness and unity."

Athalia says, "It is worth noting that her contributions extend beyond the boundaries of our city.  Her work abroad has touched the lives of many, and her patience and empathy have been a source of solace to those in need.  Her dedication to the welfare of others knows no bounds."

Athalia steps away from Dirra, releasing her shoulder.

Athalia says, "Today, as we acknowledge the extraordinary service of Sister-at-arms Dirra Crawfinn, we would like to ask a question that delves into the heart of her beliefs and dedication.  Dirra Crawfinn, if you would be so kind, please share with us the tenets of Chivalry as you understand them.  Your insight into this noble philosophy shall serve as a testament to your deep understanding of service and kindness."

Athalia folds her hands.

Speaking to Athalia, Dirra says, "To serve with heart and life for home.  Standing with any to protect.  Choosing the fates of other before ones self. To protect any without prejudice. And most importantly, to be humble as a part of something so much larger and a single person."

Athalia smiles at Dirra.

Dirra blushes a nice shade of rosy pink.

Dirra sinks down in a deep curtsy before Athalia, her lashes lowered.

Athalia firmly calls, "Warden?"

Jarnsaixa steps forward.

Jarnsaixa asks, "Lady?"

Athalia politely asks, "May I borrow your sword?"

Speaking to himself, Ordim whispers aloud, "Oh not that type of warden..."

Ordim blushes sheepishly to himself.

Jarnsaixa removes a suede-wrapped golvern langseax etched in radient sunrays from in her leather back sheath.

Dirra blinks.

Jarnsaixa offers her blade to Athalia, carefully balancing the flat against her hands and keeping the hilt forward.

Bristenn appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.

You beam happily at Dirra!

Missoni's face lights up with joy for Dirra.

Athalia accepts the blade with both hands, though it immediately drops its point to almost clash with the cold stones.

Odelgarde subtly gestures, a murmur escaping her lips, and moments later Athalia seems bolstered and able to more firmly lift the blade.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Dirra glances at Athalia.

Athalia wryly asks, "Perhaps, I should have something more ceremonial fashioned for times such as these, hmm?"

Athalia smiles.

Speaking respectfully to Dirra, Athalia inquires, "Would you do me the honor of taking a knee?"

(Dirra begins to tremble as she lowers herself to her knees.)

Dirra kneels down.

Athalia lays the flat of her borrowed blade upon the right shoulder of Dirra.

Athalia formally intones, "Sister-at-arms Dirra Crawfinn, as we stand before you today to bestow upon you the honor of knighthood, we ask that you solemnly vow to uphold the values of compassion, service, and kindness that have guided your noble path thus far.  Will you pledge to continue your unwavering commitment to the well-being of our community, extending your care and support to those in need, both within our beloved Vornavis, the Freeport of Solhaven, and beyond?  Will you promise to be a shining example of empathy and patience, a beacon of hope and solace for those who require your aid?"

Mynon smiles proudly at Dirra.

(Dirra lets a tear slip down her cheek.)

Speaking to Dirra, Deavon says, "Welcome to our small, but important circle, of Dames."

Deavon grins at Dirra.

Ifanna's eyes light up and she trembles with excitement.

Yukito beams happily at Dirra!

Bernadette smiles at Dirra.

Dirra says, "It would be an honour my Lady.  I vow."

Athalia lifts the blade from her right shoulder, and shifts it to Dirra left shoulder.

Speaking to Athalia, Dirra says, "Until my dying breath."

Athalia formally intones, "Sister-at-arms Dirra Crawfinn, do you vow to embrace this newfound responsibility with the same dedication and integrity that have defined your journey thus far?  Will you uphold the ideals of chivalry, selflessness, and humility as you continue to serve the Order of the Azure Sun, the Barony of Vornavis, the Freeport of Solhaven, and all those who look to you for guidance and support?"

Dirra gulps.

Speaking to Athalia, Dirra says, "I swear."

Dirra places a hand over her heart.

Athalia formally intones, "Please, let your solemn vow be a testament to your unwavering commitment to the principles of civility and service, and may your actions continue to inspire and uplift those around you."

Bristenn smiles quietly to himself.

Mynon flashes a quick grin at Bristenn.

Speaking to Athalia, Dirra says, "Thank you."

Athalia formally announces, "Through the power vested in me by my father, Baron Dunrith Malwind, I hereby bestow upon you, Sister-at-arms Dirra Crawfinn, the noble title of "Knight."  Rise now as a beacon of compassion and service, and may your actions continue to shine brightly in the service of our community and the principles of chivalry."

Athalia says, "Arise, Dame Dirra Crawfinn, Knight of Vornavis, and continue to uphold the values that have guided your noble path."

[Much applause for Dame Dirra.]

(Dirra shakily rises to her feet.)

Dirra stands up.

Cryheart says, "Welcome to the fold, Dame Dirra."

Maylan blurts, "Oh boy!"

Jarnsaixa politely steps forward and rescues her blade from the Lady Athalia's grip.

Dirra sinks down in a deep curtsy before Athalia, her lashes lowered.

Athalia smiles up at Jarnsaixa.

Athalia removes a pair of golden spurs from in her green suede kirtle.

(Dirra brushes the tears from her cheeks.)

Athalia whispers something to Dirra.

Athalia offers Dirra a pair of golden spurs.

Dirra accepts Athalia's golden spurs.

Dirra glances at a pair of golden spurs in her hand.

Dirra blushes a nice shade of rosy pink.

Athalia takes a seat upon one of the chairs of the dais.

Speaking warmly to Dirra, Bristenn hails, "Dame Dirra Crawfinn, Knight-Errant of Vornavis."

Bristenn sincerely cheers, "Huzzah!"

Dirra indicates her golden spurs with a smile.

Avrey exclaims, "Huzzah!"

Cryheart says, "Three cheers for Dame Dirra."

Ifanna loudly cheers, "'uzzah!!"

(Dirra steps back.)

Cryheart says, "Hoorah."

Dirra blushes a nice shade of rosy pink.

Cryheart says, "Hoorah."

Cryheart says, "Hoorah."

Jarnsaixa grins.

Missoni cheerfully exclaims, "Huzzah!"

Dirra says, "Thank you all, I am speechless.."

You see Dame Dirra Crawfinn the Knight of Vornavis.
She appears to be a Human from Vornavis.
She is average height.  She appears to be an adult.  She has sparkling pale blue eyes and pale skin.  She has very long, tousled copper red hair swept back from the temples.  She has a delicate face, a freckled nose and high cheekbones.
She has a chain of intricate runes tattoo on her arm.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a pair of golden spurs in her right hand.
She is wearing a braided silken ribbon choker, an argent silk cloak, a hammered silver livery collar, a sleeveless icy blue silk dress with black opal beading on the skirts, and a pair of argent watered silk high-heeled shoes.

(Teveriel settles for a decidedly unfrivolous nod of approval.)

Mynon exclaims, "Good work gains you more work!"

Mynon grins at Dirra.

Guarrin grins at Mynon.

Chamberlain raises his green staff once again and thumps the end of it on the floor several times.

Atylia whispers to herself, "Such unity, such leadership.  And I think everyone's faces are on the right bodies."

With an almost exagerrated idleness, Atylia traces her fingers across her broken mirror pin.

Speaking to Mynon, Alosaka says, "Truer words na'er spoken."

Odelgarde smiles at Atylia.

Odelgarde touches Atylia.

Chamberlain states, "As the Lord Chamberlain of our esteemed Vornavian court, I come before you today to share a humble request.  As the years pass, my need for heralds to assist in the smooth functioning of our court has increased.  It is with this in mind that I respectfully ask the following organizations the Order of the Azure Sun, the Silver Gryphons, the Order of the Swan, and the House of Cairnfang Manor to consider providing heralds to aid in our future court functions."

(Kothos tries very hard not to glance back over at the librarian, keeping his eyes upon the rest of the dais.)

Chamberlain continues, "Heralds play a vital role in maintaining order, announcing dignitaries, and ensuring that our court sessions proceed with grace and decorum.  Their presence is invaluable in upholding the traditions of our court, and I believe that the inclusion of heralds from these esteemed organizations would greatly enhance our proceedings."

Chamberlain states, "Heralds play a vital role in maintaining order, announcing dignitaries, and ensuring that our court sessions proceed with grace and decorum.  Their presence is invaluable in upholding the traditions of our court, and I believe that the inclusion of heralds from these esteemed organizations would greatly enhance our proceedings."

Chamberlain clears his throat.

Chamberlain concludes, "With this request made, I now declare this court session ended."

Athalia rises.

Chamberlain announces, "If there are aspiring individuals or volunteers among your ranks who wish to serve in this capacity, please send them to my attention via missive.  Your contributions to the court would be deeply appreciated."

Chamberlain raises his green staff and thumps the end of it on the floor several times.

Jarnsaixa smiles.

Chamberlain announces, "For those who wish to socialize, refreshments are available in the Dining Hall of the keep.  Magister Odelgarde will join us shortly."

Athalia bows her head slightly as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy.

[People bow/curtsy/nod to Athalia.]

Chamberlain concludes, "Thank you all for your presence and dedication to the court of Vornavis."

Lady Athalia just went through a small side door.

Jarnsaixa shakes her arms out a bit.

Cryheart says, "Congrats Phanna, Missoni and Dirra."

Speaking to Cryheart, Missoni says, "Thank you."

Maylan says, "Aye, well deserved all around."

Guarrin faces Jarnsaixa and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest.  Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Jarnsaixa whispers something to Cryheart.

Speaking to Chamberlain, Deavon says, "Nice to see you again, Lord Chamberlain."

Jarnsaixa grins at Cryheart.

Mourdeyan says, "Indeed, congrats."

Teveriel says, "Indeed, congratulations. Recognition well deserved."

Cryheart grins at Jarnsaixa.

Bernadette softly says, "Aye congrats to ye all."

Jarnsaixa bows to Guarrin.

Maylan says, "Makes me feel real proud to come round you lot so often."

Tikba warmly says, "Congratulations, my friends."

Delindra softly says, "Congratulations, everyone."

Missoni says, "You are all too kind."

You say, "Congratulations, Dirra, Missoni - and Meliyara."

Odelgarde says, "I will join you all in the dining room shortly."

Magister Odelgarde just went through a small side door.

Meliyara grins impishly at you.

Guarrin says, "Yes, congratulations all around. Well earned."

Atylia just went through a small side door.

Speaking to you, Dirra says, "Congratulation."

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "Ah dhu."

Jarnsaixa smiles at Cryheart.

Avrey murmurs, "Please excuse me, congratulations to everyone."

Kothos says, "It was good to witness such.  I am proud of you, my friends."

Speaking warmly to Missoni, Lylia says, "So richly deserved. I am delighted for you."

Speaking to Missoni, Dirra says, "Congratulations."

Deavon asks, "Dinner?"

Chamberlain sincerely says, "Congratulations to all of you."

Lithyia says, "Pardon us."

Speaking to Dirra, Missoni says, "And to you."

Missoni adds, "Dame Dirra."

Chamberlain bows deeply, sweeping his staff to the side.

Lord Chamberlain just went through a small side door.

Cryheart asks, "Where is the reception?"

Guarrin says, "Let us head there."

Jarnsaixa says, "In the dining hall."

Teveriel regretfully says, "I fear I cannot stay to dine with you this evening. But thank you, as always, for your hospitality."

Mynon says, "Every time we see the Malinds, we are reminded of how graced we are. Even with the year they have borne, they lift their people up tirelessly."

Jarnsaixa says, "It was good to see you again, Lord Anduin, though it brief."

Speaking to Jarnsaixa, Teveriel says, "And you. I am glad to see you hale as ever."

Teveriel offers, "Sirs, Dames, and Fealcwyn."

Teveriel inclines his head.

Jarnsaixa says, "I am growing stronger each day."

Jarnsaixa smiles.

Jarnsaixa nods.

Steward Jarnsaixa just went through a small side door.


[The reception afterward.]

[Vornavis, Banquet Hall]
Art pieces decorate the western sandstone wall of the dining hall, each coming in a variety of shapes, sizes, frames, and mediums, while the opposite wall is filled with stained glass windows.  Frosted orbs dispel the shadows from every corner of the space, offering a bright white glow over the long table draped in emerald green and surrounded by high-backed velveteen chairs.  A double-wide green feldspar archway provides egress to the vestibule, while small doors in the northern wall lead into the kitchens and cooking yard.  You also see the hammered silver Meliyara disk, the Guarrin disk, a lazy wild fiery dog, a surly spring spirit that is flying around and a doublewide linden doorway.
Also here: Sir Mynon, Dame Dirra, Sir Bristenn, Lady Meliyara, Xorus, Imperatrix Lylia, Squire Alosaka, Hospitaller Yukito, Dame Deavon, Jisandra, Squire Delindra, Telhum, Commodore Jaysehn, Squire Kothos, Grand Lady Aimiee, Magister Raelee, Sirona, Land Pirate Maylan, Brathcwyn Missoni, Fisher Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Lord Khazaann, Brother-in-arms Oxhammer, Sister-at-arms Regwen, Bernadette, Sir Cryheart, Sir Guarrin
Obvious exits: out
Lylia grins slowly at Maylan.

Speaking to Deavon, Guarrin says, "We have a number of them."

Speaking to Kothos, Missoni says, "And you."

Speaking to Missoni, Kothos says, "Well-done, my friend."

Oxhammer says, "As I...night all and well done Missoni."

Speaking to Kothos, Aimiee asks, "Try to to cause anymore trouble?"

Speaking to Oxhammer, Missoni says, "Thank you."

Speaking lightly to Dirra, Bristenn remarks, "Fine work.  We'll have more for you tomorrow."

Speaking to Aimiee, Kothos says, "I am headed home.  I live in a swamp.  So no promises."

Kothos winks at Aimiee.

Dirra nods.

Mynon nods firmly at Dirra.

Bristenn teases, "Also, submit your arms to the chamberlain, mm?"

Speaking sincerely to Missoni, Jisandra says, "Congratulations, neighbor."

Dirra nods at Bristenn.

Speaking warmly to Jisandra, Missoni says, "Thank you, neighbor."

Speaking to Kothos, Aimiee says, "With the say she reacted i'm surprised she didn;t get you kicked out.  She was a bit over-the-top. In my humble opinion."

Laying one hand behind his back, palm open, and one across his waist, Bristenn bows with air of great dignity.

Bernadette softly says, "Congrats to all, me regrettin I must take me leave."

Speaking to Aimiee, Lylia says, "She seems rather fragile from her ordeal. Perhaps we can ascribe it to this."

Speaking to Dirra, Jisandra says, "I am so happy for you."

Maylan says, "Aye, I'm away to Shanty Town. Right after I fill my plate, that is."

A servant quickly moves to Maylan's side and fills an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger with food before passing it to her.

Maylan tucks an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger into a snot-crusted handkerchief inside of her quilted toqua.

Telhum asks, "Does anyone know if the gardens have been open recently?"

Telhum gazes with interest at a doublewide linden doorway.

A servant quickly moves to Maylan's side and fills an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger with food before passing it to her.

Speaking curiously to you, Guarrin asks, "Do you have a preference of title?"

Maylan says, "One for the road, too."

A servant quickly moves to Maylan's side and fills an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger with food before passing it to her.

Maylan says, "And another for...another road."

Speaking to you, Dirra says, "I am shaking like a leaf."

Speaking to Lylia, Aimiee says, "Yes, probably.  I should be more thoughtful."

Maylan tucks an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger into a snot-crusted handkerchief inside of her quilted toqua.

Speaking to Guarrin, you say, "I haven't, no."

A servant quickly moves to Maylan's side and fills an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger with food before passing it to her.

Geijon says, "Glad I was able to attend. I need to stretch a bit."

Maylan says, "And a final one for good measure, yarr."

Maylan thumps her mop-fringed pegleg on the floor in three rapid successions.

Speaking warmly to Dirra, you say, "I'm so happy for you, Dame Dirra."

Cryheart says, "Your knighting is well deserved."

Dirra blushes a nice shade of rosy pink.

Speaking to Telhum, Meliyara says, "I am not certain. Perhaps the Magister Odelgarde will know when she joins us."

Speaking to you, Guarrin says, "I will go with Fealcwyn then."

Speaking to Aimiee, Lylia says, "Please do not take my words as a judgment; I am merely echoing aloud what I told myself earlier."

Guarrin nods once.

Telhum nods at Meliyara.

Cryheart says, "And to the rest who received acknowledgement tonight."

Dirra says, "That is going to take some getting used to."

Lylia says, "And Kothos is, as ever, a more thoughtful and kinder soul than I am. It speaks well of both his faith and his heart."

Cryheart says, "A toast to those rewarded."

Speaking to Lylia, Missoni agrees, "I am sure he was only expressing concern."

Speaking to Lylia, Aimiee says, "No offense taken, you are more than likely correct."

Lylia murmurs, "This wine is spectacular."

You warmly say, "Congratulations all around.  This is truly an evening to remember."

Speaking to you, Mynon says, "Nice to know that I'm only part of a chorus when I sing your praises."

Mynon grins at you.

Speaking to you, Dirra says, "It has, not sure which title to use for you now."

Dirra winks at you.

Mynon laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

You blush a red shade at Mynon.

You smile at Dirra.

Magister Odelgarde just came through a double-wide green feldspar archway.

Speaking to Dirra, you say, "Honestly.. you're more than welcome to just call me Phanna."

Dirra grins at you.

Odelgarde smiles.

Speaking to Dirra, you say, "We've been friends for much longer, after all."

Dirra nods to you.

Speaking neutrally to Odelgarde, Raelee says, "Odelgarde."

Dirra says, "Very true."

Odelgarde waves.

[People greet Odelgarde.]

Speaking to Dirra, Mynon says, "I'll have you know this does not change how I see you. It simply tells me that others share my perspective."

Missoni cheerfully greets, "Magister Odelgarde."

You quietly whisper to Odelgarde, "You did a fine job with that subtle use of Strength earlier."

Odelgarde grins at you.

You wink at Odelgarde.

Odelgarde amusedly admits, "I didn't want her to drop the Steward's sword.."

You nod understandingly.

Speaking to Mynon, Dirra says, "I am beyond honoured. None of this would have been without all my mentors that brought me here."

Aimiee says, "Looked liek she might have."

Speaking curiously to Odelgarde, Telhum asks, "Good evening.  Do you know if the gardens may be open again any time soon?"

Odelgarde agrees with Aimiee.

Odelgarde blinks at Telhum.

Odelgarde says, "Uhm, no...."

Odelgarde chuckles.

Odelgarde says, "Those are the private gardens of the Malwinds.  With good fortune, there will not be a need for a memorial anytime soon."

Telhum nods slowly.

Speaking to Dirra, Mynon says, "I'm fairly certain Sir Mires left mostly because his inward beaming was threatening to display iteself outwardly."

Speaking to Mynon, Dirra says, "You, Sir Mires, Sir Mursilis...."

Lylia says, "Be well, all. It was a pleasure to be a part of celebrating the good works of so many."

Odelgarde amusedly admits, "He did appear as though he might explode."

Dirra says, "Too many to name."

Odelgarde smiles at Lylia.

Lylia inclines her head.

Speaking to Lylia, Missoni says, "Travel safely."

Lylia pours herself a slender glass of honeyed white wine.

Raelee gives a slight flick of her wrist, and an ivory-paged caramel leather tome suddenly appears in her hand!

Lylia winks.

Delindra murmurs, "Clever, grab a walk-tail before you go."

Delindra nods approvingly.

Aimiee says, "I too must take my leave.  To those honored tonight, i raise my glass."

Odelgarde looks thoughtfully at Raelee.

Odelgarde says, "I did think I should share a few things with you before retiring."

Odelgarde says, "The Baron is doing much better.  He is still prone to exhausting boughts of coughing and exhaustion, but he has been more alert."

Cryheart says, "Whew...that is a relief."

Speaking to Odelgarde, Dirra says, "That is good news."

Mynon exclaims, "That is most welcome news!"

[Realm] Yukito thinks, "That is a blessing to hear."

Odelgarde says, "It has been endearing to see Athalia and the Baron working closely.  They were very animated speaking over the quarterly reports from both the Order of the Silver Gryphons, the Order of the Azure Sun and the Order of the Swan."

You say, "I am glad to hear that the Baron's has been so animated."

Odelgarde says, "Also, I think that she was feeling a bit disappointed before tonight and is bolstered by how court went now."

Odelgarde smiles at you.

Jisandra asks, "Disappointed?"

Missoni worriedly asks, "Why was she disappointed?"

Meliyara curiously asks, "Disappointed by what?"

Guarrin says, "In an evening of good news, hearing of the Baron's health improving is perhaps the best thus far."

Cryheart asks, "Lady Malwind?"

Speaking to Odelgarde, Mynon asks, "If you have the chance, might you pass a sentiment along to them?"

[Realm] Yukito thinks, "I was truly getting concerned."

Odelgarde nods at Cryheart.

Odelgarde nods.

Odelgarde nods at Mynon.

Cryheart sighs.

Cryheart says, "She should nae be."

Cryheart says, "But understandable."

Cryheart says, "She has been under a great deal this past year."

Speaking to Odelgarde, Mynon says, "I reflect upon the year they have endured, and notice that each time we see them, they are raising us up. It is no wonder that we love them."

Atylia reaches out and touches her broken mirror pin.

Odelgarde says, "'Lord Salnim and Gurbah were on their way home from Ta'Illistim, since the threat was revealed to be the Loremaster, who had escaped from the area, but were detored to go to Tamzyrr to meet with the Emperor."

Odelgarde smiles at Mynon.

Atylia shivers.

Alosaka says, "Quite the honor."

Deavon says, "I miss Gurbah."

Odelgarde nods slowly.

Odelgarde says, "This is why she was disappointed."

Atylia says, "Faces...so many faces."

Atylia says, "The mirror cracks, the lore lies."

Missoni thoughtfully says, "I hope their detour goes well."

Cryheart says, "Ye alright? m'lady."

Atylia says, "Grey...so much...grey."

Odelgarde asks, "Have you all met the Lady Atylia?"

Speaking softly to Atylia, Delindra says, "It is good you are safe now, with Magister Odelgarde and the Malwinds to look after you."

Speaking to Odelgarde, Dirra says, "I have not."

Speaking to Odelgarde, Guarrin says, "Briefly, yes."

Speaking to Atylia, Perigourd says, "They wear robes of grey, from what I've heard."

Cryheart says, "Tonight she was introduced."

Speaking quietly to Perigourd, Jisandra asks, "They?"

Speaking to Jisandra, Perigourd says, "The Dusk Coven."

Odelgarde says, "Lady Atylia is from Ta'Illistim, she was considered the missing Librarian from the Library of Aies."

Atylia glances about a bit wildly.

Cryheart says, "Ahhh."

Cryheart nods at Odelgarde.

Dirra says, "Ah."

Atylia says, "The research is dangerous.  The faces melt."

Odelgarde says, "She's been under incredible strain and we have been caring for her."

Speaking warmly to Atylia, you say, "I hope that you have been enjoying your stay in Vornavis."

Atylia says, "And the mirror...it is broken.  If you agree, you should reach out."

Atylia reaches out and touches her broken mirror pin.

Raelee quietly murmurs, "A great deal of research is."

Speaking to Atylia, Dirra says, "A pleasure to put a face to one missing."

Speaking to Atylia, Meliyara asks, "Reach out to whom? Or what?"

Cryheart says, "Sorry."

Speaking to you, Atylia says, "I appreciate the care here."

Cryheart nods at Atylia.

Speaking to Atylia, Guarrin says, "Apologies for the eagerness of my squire, earlier. His intentions, although poorly timed, are good I assure you."

Atylia says, "Whisperings in my ears even in court."

Speaking to Guarrin, Atylia says, "He kept advancing, would not stop."

Alosaka winces.

Atylia says, "Th..thank you for assisting."

Guarrin clenches his jaw.

Cryheart asks, "Whom would that be, may I ask ye?"

Atylia says, "His face did not melt."

Cryheart glances at Atylia.

Speaking to Atylia, Guarrin says, "I assure you it will be dealt with."

Raelee surreptitiously glances at Guarrin.

Delindra quietly says, "He is typically very cautious about such things."

Missoni agrees with Delindra.

Delindra frowns.

Speaking slowly to Atylia, Odelgarde says, "I know it was overwhelming but I am certain he meant no harm."

Speaking to Guarrin, Atylia says, "I...I may have overreacted."

Atylia blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Guarrin nods understandingly.

Odelgarde agrees with Cryheart.

Delindra quietly says, "I am sure he would apologize for making you uncomfortable. He is very kind-hearted and caring."

Cryheart says, "You are in a good place to recover now."

Cryheart nods at Atylia.

Delindra adds, "And very conscious of consent."

Yukito agrees with Delindra.

Atylia tentatively asks, "If..if one would carry my apologies?"

Guarrin whispers something to Odelgarde.

Missoni murmurs, "Of course."

Speaking to Atylia, Guarrin says, "I will do so."

Atylia gathers a fistful of her lotus silk gown in one hand, then glances uncertainly around.

Speaking to Atylia, Delindra says, "Worry not. He is also the type to be very  understanding of such things."

Speaking to Atylia, Guarrin adds, "At the end of a lengthy discussion."

Speaking carefully to Atylia, Missoni asks, "When you say the mirror is broken, are you referring to the old custom in Ta'Illistim?"

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

Speaking to Atylia, you say, "I am sorry that you were put in an uncomfortable position this evening."

Speaking to Missoni, Dirra says, "Was aboout to ask the same."

Atylia says, "The...mirror cracks, yes."

Raelee whispers something to Odelgarde.

Speaking to Missoni, Jisandra asks, "Custom?"

Speaking concernedly to Atylia, Sirona says, "It seems you have been through a great deal. I hope you are beginning to feel safer here."

Perigourd glances warily at Missoni.

Speaking to Jisandra, Missoni says, "In Ta'Illistim, when the people are unhappy with the Argent Mirror, they break mirrors."

[Realm] Yukito softly asks, "Does the mirror bring comfort, or is it a sort of luck charm?"

Yukito cocks his head.

Missoni lightly says, "A bit on the nose, but..."

Atylia says, "A custom...a mirror...they all break."

Atylia says, "Grey, all the way down until the faces change."

Speaking to Missoni, Dirra says, "Learned of that tradition in my times when stayed a few seasons there."

Speaking to Atylia, Meliyara asks, "Whose faces have changed?"

Atylia says, "I have found solace here, yes."

Speaking to Dirra, Missoni says, "Some were partaking in it recently, I heard."

Odelgarde lays a hand on the arm of Guarrin.

Speaking to Missoni, Dirra says, "And troubling to hear it is occurring."

[Realm] Cryheart thinks, "A reference to the Argent Mirror."

Atylia says, "The grey face, the lore, all changed.  Mirrors broken."

Atylia says, "Solace in the crescent."

Atylia's eyes grow a bit wild.

Speaking to Dirra, Missoni says, "Now that peace has been restored, it will hopefully cease."

(Yukito takes a deep, slow breath in through his nose, then softly exhales from his mouth. he repeats the action carefully, trying to catch Atylia by the eye.)

Speaking to Missoni, Dirra says, "We can but hope."

Perigourd traces the lines of his crescent mark.

Cryheart asks, "Is there anything that will help her relax and focus?"

Yukito gazes at Atylia.

Yukito ponders.

Atylia abruptly slumps forward and lets out a long sigh as she gazes down at the hem of her lotus silk gown.

Odelgarde says, "We have draughts but we try to employ them only sporadically.  They can be adictive.  Nothing lighter helps."

Raelee narrows her eyes slightly, studying Atylia with a cool, analytical gaze.

Atylia says, "They care, she cares."

Guarrin whispers something to Odelgarde.

Atylia nods.

Atylia points at Odelgarde.

Atylia nods.

Yukito removes a hollow wooden latticework sphere from in his cream leather case.

Odelgarde agrees with Guarrin.

Odelgarde smiles at Atylia.

Yukito shows Atylia his latticework sphere.

Yukito turns his latticework sphere over and over in his hands.

Bravely, Yukito holds his latticework sphere out in front of him, trusting in its powers of warding.

Yukito offers Atylia a hollow wooden latticework sphere.

Atylia blinks at Yukito.

Yukito nods firmly at Atylia.

Atylia accepts Yukito's latticework sphere.

Odelgarde smiles at Yukito.

Speaking softly to Atylia, Delindra says, "If you ever wish a reprieve, we are happy to host you at the Temple of Cholen."

Atylia glances at the sphere in her hand curiously.

[Realm] Yukito thinks, "I keep that for comfort and solace when I am upset. I hope it helps."

Delindra adds, "There are people there who practice comedies, but also those who perform wonders with soothing music."

Odelgarde carefully says, "We have discussed potential therapy at the Zelian Temple...."

Atylia indicates her latticework sphere with a smile.

Speaking to Odelgarde, Perigourd says, "The crescent."

Atylia says, "Eager."

Perigourd nods knowingly.

Guarrin casually glances at Odelgarde.

Yukito smiles at Atylia.

Guarrin takes a slow, deep breath then pinches the bridge of his nose.

Odelgarde raises an eyebrow in Guarrin's direction.

With a calm look, Atylia rubs the surface of her latticework sphere.

Speaking quietly to Odelgarde, Sirona asks, "Has she spoken much of her ordeal?"

Speaking uneasily to Guarrin, Odelgarde asks, "You do not approve, Sir?"

Atylia visibly relaxes.

Guarrin notes, "It is not a direction I would head, personally, but I am not an expert in such matters."

Speaking to Sirona, Odelgarde says, "Sporadically."

Sirona nods.

Odelgarde says, "We have pieced together things, though I do not wish to upset her tonight."

Guarrin says, "I have great respect for those in the temple, I would attempt other roads first, but it sounds as if you may have done so already."

Speaking quietly to Odelgarde, Raelee murmurs, "I may have something.  We can discuss it later."

Atylia grips her latticework sphere tightly and looks much bolder.

Odelgarde nods at Raelee.

Yukito nods encouragingly.

Speaking to Odelgarde, Mynon says, "On a personal note, well done, tonight. It is no easy task to share the stage with one of the Malwinds, and Athalia has developed into quite the presence."

Atylia giggles oddly at the sphere, seeming to take pleasure in its presence.

Alosaka says, "The Zelian temple would seem to... prejudge her condition."

Odelgarde smiles at Mynon.

Odelgarde raises an eyebrow.

Atylia glances at a hollow wooden latticework sphere in her hand as if it really needs a hug.

Atylia waves her latticework sphere vigorously in the air in an attempt to spread its warding powers over a large area.

Speaking to Alosaka, Meliyara notes, "This prejudges the Zelian temple and the methods they may be able to employ to assist, neh?"

Odelgarde smiles at Meliyara.

Atylia eagerly says, "The crescent, yes."

Atylia says, "I look forward to the crescent."

Odelgarde says, "I am surprised at the seeming rankor for the Temple... I had heard rumors."

Atylia says, "And the repair of the mirror."

Speaking to Meliyara, Alosaka says, "If you consign someone to the Zelians, you're assuming they... have a certain condition."

Atylia taps nervously on her latticework sphere.

Atylia taps a tiny broken mirror pin that she is wearing.

Missoni thoughtfully says, "I have always enjoyed the temple. A lovely place."

Odelgarde says, "The doors are... weird... and confusing."

Speaking to Alosaka, Meliyara says, "This is quite the dismissive view."

Speaking to Alosaka, Perigourd says, "I see it more as indulging the abstract."

Speaking to Odelgarde, Guarrin says, "Do not misunderstand my intent, I would merely suggest other roads first."

Odelgarde says, "But the priests seem nice."

Guarrin looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.

Speaking quietly to Atylia, Sirona asks, "What is the cresent?"

Atylia says, "They can send me mail and they will bring it.  The mirror, the faces, the grey...safe from all."

Speaking to Alosaka, Perigourd says, "One can never know where inspiration and aid may hail from."

Speaking to Meliyara, Alosaka says, "I mean no offense."

Atylia says, "Something must be done."

Atylia nods.

Bravely, Atylia holds her latticework sphere out in front of her, trusting in its powers of warding.

Atylia giggles.

Speaking to Alosaka, Meliyara says, "None is taken. I would simply encourage you to broaden your mind."

[Realm] Yukito softly thinks, "Wherever one may decide to go for assistance, if it is given with clarity, purpose and peace, then it should not be waved off. I only wish that I was adept at soothing heart demons."

Speaking to Atylia, Missoni says, "I will pass on that message."

Odelgarde says, "We have had great success in helping her."

Odelgarde smiles at Atylia.

Atylia hugs the sphere tightly in farewell.

Atylia offers Yukito a hollow wooden latticework sphere.

Odelgarde says, "But I fear we are at a bit of a loss."

Yukito looks thoughtfully at Atylia.

Atylia says, "It is a good sphere."

Atylia nods at Yukito.

Yukito declines Atylia's offer.

Yukito bows to Atylia.

Atylia asks, "M..mine?"

Yukito nods firmly at Atylia.

Speaking to Atylia, Meliyara says, "Yours, he says."

Speaking to Atylia, Odelgarde says, "The Hospitaller says you may keep it."

Speaking to Yukito, Atylia says, "I could not, it is precious."

Odelgarde grins at Meliyara.

Speaking to Atylia, Odelgarde says, "He wishes you to keep it until you no loner need it."

Speaking to Yukito, Guarrin says, "You have a fair point."

Yukito places a hand over his heart.

Yukito bows to Atylia.

Atylia suddenly blinks back tears.

A servant quickly moves to Odelgarde's side and fills an ivory porcelain plate supported by a green charger with food before passing it to her.

Atylia says, "The kindness in a true face."

Odelgarde looks at Atylia with concern.

Yukito smiles at Atylia.

Cryheart says, "Aye, judge folks by their acts, not what they say."

Cryheart nods at Atylia.

You say, "Well said."

Atylia impulsively hugs Yukito then blushes in embarrasment and steps back.

Atylia says, "I...I am sorry, I did not ask."

Atylia blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Yukito flushes slightly, some color reaching his cheeks.

Yukito shakes his head.

Yukito walks toward Atylia.

Speaking to Odelgarde, Missoni asks, "I am glad to hear that Grenhal will be honored. We ah.. found a book of hers on the eve that we went into the sewers, but none have been able to open it. I do not suppose you might be able to help with that?"

Missoni produces a wrapped worn suede tome from the depths of her airy robes.

Odelgarde removes a lightly fried zucchini blossom seasoned with fragrant herbs from on her porcelain plate.

Atylia smiles at Yukito.

(Yukito does not touch, but allows his hands to hover in support before drawing back.)

Missoni brushes her fingers lightly against her worn suede tome.

Yukito takes a few steps back.

Dirra says, "And forgive me all, the night grows late and I think I would like to think on all that has transpired.  See you all soon."

Odelgarde says, "Hmm, perhaps, the Inquisitors in their recent letter spoke of having a similar issue."

Speaking quietly to himself, Perigourd says, "The One, the Many, the Other and the Grey..."

Atylia seems to calm a bit, as she runs her fingers over her sphere.

Missoni says, "The binding magic seems similar to the journals found in Ta'Illistim."

Odelgarde raises an eyebrow.

Odelgarde nods.

Odelgarde takes a bite of her zucchini blossom.

Speaking to Mynon, Guarrin says, "Do extend my congratulations to Dame Dirra when you see her next."

Odelgarde takes a bite of her zucchini blossom.

[Realm] Yukito thinks, "Pardon me also. I believe that I should retire. Peace of the eve to you all."

Odelgarde nods at Yukito.

Speaking warmly to Yukito, Missoni says, "Rest well."

Odelgarde takes a bite of her zucchini blossom.

Atylia says, "Stones to break."

Odelgarde says, "I should probably return as well, but I must admit that I didn't eat much food today... court makes me nervous."

Mynon says, "A fair night to you all. My your spitis be strong, and your vision clear."

Odelgarde takes a bite of her zucchini blossom.

Speaking to Odelgarde, Alosaka says, "My compliments on this lovely plate."

Speaking to Atylia, Perigourd asks, "Elementals?"

Speaking earnestly to Odelgarde, Delindra says, "I can relate."

Atylia says, "Screams to reveal."

Speaking to Mynon, Guarrin says, "Stay safe."

Speaking to Alosaka, Odelgarde says, "I can take no credit for that."

Delindra mumbles, "Speaking in front of people is terrifying right up until the moment it happens."

Odelgarde says, "But it is tasty."

Speaking mischievously to Odelgarde, Meliyara asks, "Developing a taste for field work, then?"

Atylia confusedly says, "It is there...I just..." She sighs in frustration, "..I cannot recall."

Delindra adds, "Then it's fine. But before?"

Odelgarde vigorously shakes her head at Meliyara.

Odelgarde's face turns slightly pale.

Meliyara grins wryly at Odelgarde.

Cryheart says, "Give it time, Lady Atylia."

Speaking encouragingly to Atylia, Odelgarde says, "No one is rushing you."

Atylia tiredly says, "You are all most kind."

Atylia nods.

Speaking slowly to Atylia, Odelgarde says, "Would you like to retire?  I can guide you."

Atylia says, "Yes, please, if you do not mind."

Speaking comfortingly to Atylia, Sirona says, "Rest and time will help heal."

Cryheart says, "Rest well."

You say, "May you rest well this evening."

Speaking to Atylia, Meliyara says, "Rest well."

Speaking quietly to Odelgarde, Raelee says, "I will send you a missive come morning."

Atylia says, "The mirror breaks, remember."

Odelgarde nods at Raelee.

Odelgarde smiles.

Odelgarde nods at Atylia.

Speaking to Atylia, Missoni wishes, "Fair eve."

Sirona quietly says, "We will."

Odelgarde reaches out and holds Atylia's hand.

Speaking to Atylia, Jisandra says, "Rest well."

Atylia says, "Thank you all."

Missoni murmurs, "The mirror breaks."

Odelgarde says, "Be well."

Cryheart says, "Welcome."

Perigourd says, "And you both."

The dog wanders over to Odelgarde and sniffs at her suspiciously for a moment.

Atylia hugs her sphere as they wander away.

Odelgarde looks thoughtfully at a lazy wild fiery dog.

Missoni snaps her fingers, and the dog moves to her side obediently.

Odelgarde's group just went out.

Speaking to a lazy wild fiery dog, Missoni scolds, "How did you wander in here?"

The fiery dog heads out.

[Most said their farewells by this point, with a group returning to North Market.]