The Watchfire Pact (storyline)/2023-04-12 - No New Nation Without Representation (log)

This is a log of the meeting between Mayor Dabbings and Gorga, the Half-Krolvin representative as captured from the view of Aliashyrah.

Return of the Commander

A distant crier announces, "Mayor Talliver Dabbings will be meeting with a representative of the Crawling Shore half-krolvin shortly in Clovertooth Hall's auditorium. All are welcome to attend!"

[Icemule Trace, Town Center - 2300] (u4042150)

The center of the slumbering frontier town is overseen by a sturdy mule statue carved from glacial ice, which rises from the surrounding snow on a plinth of cold dark stone. The brilliance of the stars winks through the ice, casting prismatic glints of light over a scattering of townsfolk. Some halflings chatter quietly by a colorful silver-bound barrel emblazoned with a row of tiny grey penguins, while others stargaze on colorful cloaks spread out across the hard ground. Near the comfort of a smooth dark stone bench, a roaring bonfire crackles merrily, lending its warmth and illumination to the surroundings. You also see the driftwood Nalver disk, a pale-faced coppery barn owl, the sparking Dendum disk, a resplendent obsidian black raven that is flying around, the Jehance disk, the malachite Jadedragan disk, the Filarion disk, a massive snowy white tiger, a massive grey wolf, the Keirwynn disk, the fiery red Aetherwind disk, a vine-carved cherrywood cart with some stuff on it, a blued steel wastebin and a blue and white pavilion.

Also here: Rasskazhitiye, Oyvey, Nalver, Lord Randsford, Wolfloner, Dendum, Imrys, Filarion, Jehance, Queatus, Miss Teaberry, Adalfuns, Lord Sorlu, Roelon, Jadedragan, Mistress Lithyia, Draelor, Keirwynn, Perigourd, Andromalius who is sitting, Aetherwind, Recyr

Dendum says, "Hrmm."

Lithyia says, "Well now we know where to go."

Randsford nods slowly at Roelon.

Adalfuns shuffles his feet.

Dendum nods at Queatus.

Roelon surveys the area.

Roelon deeply says, "Let us move ahead."

Roelon deeply asks, "Any others?"

Draelor joins Roelon's group.

Lithyia laughs at Jadedragan!

Roelon deeply says, "Otherwise, we shall met it in the hall. Just north once inside."

Adalfuns gazes at his reflection in the pearly white mirror.

(Travel to the auditorium)

[Clovertooth, Auditorium - 29536] (u4043075)

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

Also here: Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Sir Geijon, Lady Ithilwyn who is sitting, Talliver who is sitting, Earthdiver, Gorga, Chronicler Falvicar, Lightweaver Opalina, Queatus who is sitting, High Lord Grutak, Lord Randsford, Wolfloner who is sitting, Dendum, Imrys who is sitting, Miss Teaberry who is sitting, Adalfuns who is sitting, Lord Sorlu, Jadedragan, Mistress Lithyia, Draelor who is sitting, Roelon who is sitting, Perigourd, Nalver

Lithyia folds her hands.

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

Draelor selects a tiny tan candy from the candies, pops it into his mouth, and chews.

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

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

You fold your hands in your lap.

Perigourd nods in greeting at Nalver.

Sorlu leans on his cane, taking a momentary rest.

Jadedragan removes a polished silver stein emblazoned with an escutcheon from in his imflass-plated pack.

Jadedragan raises his silver stein in a toast and proclaims:

   "May the roa'ters of life always miss when they come to surface."

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

Jadedragan grins at Roelon.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Jadedragan!

Jadedragan takes a drink from his silver stein.

Jadedragan's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.

Jadedragan is stunned!

Imrys leans softly against Adalfuns.

Jadedragan mutters under his breath.

Lithyia shakes her head.

Lithyia snickers.

Lithyia just nudged Jadedragan.

Jadedragan says, "I need to remember to change this out."

Jadedragan stares at his silver stein.

Dendum collects a round river reed basket from a large compartment inside the grey leather case.

Dendum glances at a round river reed basket in his hand and folds his arms over his chest.

High Lord Grutak just arrived.

Lithyia turns to face Grutak.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Lithyia gives Grutak a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Placing the basket on the ground, Dendum gives it a little prod and then stands back. Over the course of several minutes, the basket transforms into a cloth-covered table laid with a spread of food. Once done, he places the basket under the table.

Grutak smiles at Lithyia.

Randsford nods to Grutak in greeting.

Jadedragan says, "The Ord an Dragan mixture is...potent."

Perigourd nods in greeting at Grutak.

Speaking to Randsford, Grutak says, "I'm back."

Jadedragan put a polished silver stein emblazoned with an escutcheon in his imflass-plated pack.

Dendum helps himself to a slice of peeled starfruit.

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

Dendum takes a bite of his peeled starfruit.

Jadedragan removes a square-cut glass of honeyed citrus gin from in his spidersilk greatcloak.

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

Randsford nods slowly at Grutak.

Jadedragan takes a drink from his honeyed citrus gin.

Jadedragan looks rather relaxed.

Queatus joins Roelon's group.

Draelor says, "Not much reason for a drink that isn't."

Adalfuns flashes a quick grin at Imrys.

Grutak joins Roelon's group.

Jadedragan grins at Draelor.

Dendum takes a bite of his peeled starfruit.

Lithyia leans softly against Grutak.

Lithyia folds her hands.

Roelon nods to Grutak in greeting.

Grutak smiles at Lithyia.

Dendum pours himself an elderflower-infused whiskey cocktail served in a smoky glass.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

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

Lithyia whispers something to Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I do not believe your Lieutenant was too keen on the idea of a temporary bump in position."

Lithyia smirks at Grutak.

Dendum takes a drink from his elderflower cocktail.

Randsford glances at you.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "He rather publicly rejected it when I called him the temporary Commander."

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "That's why I gave him the job."

Randsford chuckles.

Lithyia chuckles.

Roelon grins at you.

Sorlu grins.

Grutak says, "I wanted him to feel what it's like in my shoes."

Perigourd bows to Opalina.

Perigourd turns toward Falvicar and renders a sharp hand salute.

Speaking to Grutak, Randsford says, "Already did."

Falvicar waves to Perigourd.

Speaking playfully to Grutak, you tease, "He did not huff or yell nearly enough to get a good feel for that."

Falvicar nuzzles his face against Opalina's.

Lithyia laughs at you!

Jadedragan seems to lose some focus as his eyes narrow and shift momentarily to one side.

Roelon grins at Randsford.

Sorlu starts chuckling at you!

Opalina and Perigourd shake hands.

Grutak says, "He's young."

Dendum gazes at his reflection in the oak-framed mirror.

Randsford chuckles.

Grutak says, "Still full of hope and optimism."

Randsford says, "Been hearing that my whole life."

Randsford grins at Roelon.

Sorlu grins at Grutak.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Wolfloner smiles at Dendum.

Lithyia glances down.

Roelon snickers.

Lithyia chuckles to herself.

Grutak tickles Lithyia into laughing.

Lithyia grins.

From nearby, you hear Svardin yell, "ARRRRoooOOOoooooooo!"

Lithyia raises an eyebrow.

Speaking deeply to Randsford, Roelon says, "Enjoy it while ye kin."

Lithyia agrees with Roelon.

Opalina ponders.

Jadedragan and Grutak shake hands.

Randsford nods at Roelon.

Dendum inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out two rings of smoke before him briefly.

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "Glad to see you about."

Grutak and Jadedragan clasp forearms in greeting.

Falvicar snickers at Roelon.

Perigourd removes a robust dark maoral pipe from in his suede cloak.

Perigourd lights his dark maoral pipe, placing it to his lips to take a contented puff as some dark tendrils of fragrant smoke rise up about him.

Merely a Quake

Gorga just arrived.

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "And not trying to instigate on the stuffed shirts."

Perigourd nods in greeting at Gorga.

Grutak says, "It's definately warmer here."

Randsford bows to Gorga.

Roelon nods.

Jadedragan nods to Gorga in greeting.

Imrys pours herself a vial of winterberry ale.

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

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

You stand back up.

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

Grutak says, "SOme of the dragonspine to the north gets rather brutal."

Speaking politely to Gorga, Sorlu greets, "Good evening."

Jadedragan gives a sharp bark of greeting to Gorga.

Gorga gives a sharp bark of greeting.

Lithyia nods to Gorga in greeting.

Falvicar nods to Gorga in greeting.

Opalina curtsies to Gorga.

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Speaking respectfully to Gorga, you greet, "Blessed evening to you."

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

Lithyia folds her hands.

Grutak says, "We had 2 troopers get pulled to their death when a rope broke."

Lithyia frowns at Grutak.

Lithyia glances down.

Gorga sharply says, "The Mayor is late."

Lithyia closes her eyes for a moment.

Roelon glances south.

Grutak glances at Gorga.

Jadedragan says, "I didn't know Thadston was up here too."

Speaking to Gorga, you say, "It is rather his signature."

Jadedragan whistles tunelessly to himself.

Opalina gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

You smirk.

Earthdiver just arrived.

Wolfloner adjusts his black silk shirt to cushion his movements.

Sorlu glances at you.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Perigourd says, "It is usually not without reason though."

Speaking to Gorga, Dendum responds, "Well...who was not late?"

Earthdiver bows slightly and tips his hat.

Sorlu clears his throat.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Grutak asks, "Thadston is going to be here?"

Speaking to Gorga, Sorlu says, "I am sure he'll make his way here shortly. This, of course, is a priority of his."

Perigourd raises an eyebrow in Grutak's direction.

Sorlu nods.

Draelor says, "I certainly hope not."

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "I was being a bit of a smart...yeah."

Wolfloner sits down.

Lithyia says, "Thadston is too busy throwing desks out windows."

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Lithyia snickers.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "Ahh, I'd show him the outhouses if he showed up."

Teaberry says, "Thadston can stay in the Landing. We don't need him."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Jadedragan grins at Grutak.

Talliver just arrived.

Lithyia agrees with Teaberry.

Perigourd turns toward Talliver and renders a sharp hand salute.

Roelon grins at Teaberry.

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

Lithyia nods to Talliver in greeting.

Randsford nods to Talliver in greeting.

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

Grutak glances at Talliver.

Drawing her left leg behind her right, Teaberry briefly dips into a respectful curtsy before Talliver and bows her head.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Wolfloner darkly says, "Thadston made some careless remarks about the Icemule Town council recently. His temper is his bane."

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Queatus waves to Talliver.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Opalina says, "That is not a very united statement."

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

Opalina ponders.

Speaking to Wolfloner, Falvicar says, "That was weeks ago."

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu greets, "Good evening, Mayor Dabbings."

Wolfloner nods at Falvicar.

Earthdiver nods to Talliver in greeting.

The ground underfoot rumbles unsettlingly for several seconds before stilling once more.

Wolfloner nods at Talliver.

Lithyia glances down.

Talliver frowns.

Nalver stares off into space.

Opalina says, "Good evening Mayor Dabbings."

Talliver hesitantly says, "Ah, good evening."

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

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Nalver asks, "What was that?"

Sorlu smiles.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Earthdiver says, "A disturbance."

Speaking quickly to Nalver, Talliver says, "I am not rightly sure."

Adalfuns inclines his ear, listening intently.

Roelon glances south.

Speaking to Jadedragan, you say, "Perhaps your toast earlier was a little too accurate."

Teaberry says, "It reminds me of roa'ters."

Gorga says, "This is not a region prone to stirrings of the earth, but it does happen at times." Teaberry frowns.

Lithyia nervously says, "Gives me bad memories of when...when the fethidimore came."

Grutak says, "There was rumbling in the Dragonspine too..."

Lithyia shudders.

Speaking to you, Jadedragan says, "They're just fluffle little worms who need a hug."

Sorlu nods slowly at Gorga.

Roelon deeply asks, "Aye?"

Roelon deeply says, "It was nae just contained here."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Dendum takes a drink from his elderflower cocktail.

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

Speaking to Lithyia, Perigourd says, "The V'reen also nested below ground."

Lithyia shudders.

Nalver says, "With how things are going, I full expect a wyrm to bust through the floor and devour us all."

Speaking deeply to Perigourd, Roelon says, "Ah recall them well enough."

Lithyia says, "I wish to not revisit such things."

Lithyia nods at Perigourd.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Speaking ominously to Lithyia, Dendum says, ""So do moles."

Sorlu cocks his head at Roelon.

Grutak says, "So do the Kiramon."

Lithyia shudders.

Nalver says, "So do dwarves."

Draelor frowns.

Nalver says, "Probably just a hungry Dwi."

Jadedragan grins at Nalver.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Nalver!

Speaking to Nalver, Grutak says, "But I like Dwarves."

Talliver glances around warily, but he seems to calm as it becomes obvious that the earth has stilled.

Lithyia says, "I like Gutstorm."

Lithyia grins.

Speaking to Nalver, Opalina says, "It's a good thing we are all united and can stand together and kill anything that busts into the room. Only a few may perish."

You carefully tug the stopper free of the vial on the back of your jade-leafed pendant, discreetly dabbing a bit of perfume behind each ear before replacing it.

Talliver says, "Sometimes a quake is merely a quake."

Roelon dusts off his black woolen kilt.

Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.

Perigourd nods in agreement.

Sorlu agrees with Talliver.

Lithyia says, "Let us hope it was..merely a quake then."

Lithyia nods.

Imrys winks at Adalfuns.

Speaking to Opalina, Grutak says, "I wouldn't call us ALL united."

Speaking to Opalina, you ask, "Let us hope they perish from the hands of enemies, yes?"

Speaking mischievously to Lithyia, Dendum states, ""Or...moles."

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Grutak's direction.

Lithyia folds her hands.

Several other half-krolvin refugees make their way into the auditorium, gathering behind Gorga.

Opalina gasps.

Lithyia grins at Dendum.

Grutak glances at Gorga.

Grutak removes a dragonfly etched vultite no-dachi from in his threaded war harness.

Opalina exclaims, "'::Grutak WE are!"

Gorga conspires quietly with the other half-krolvin.

Jadedragan gives a bright yelp of laughter, bristling with happiness.

Randsford nods encouragingly at Gorga.

Lithyia glances between Opalina and Grutak.

Lithyia attempts to hum a merry little tune.

Let's Talk Terms

Gorga says, "It has been decided that I will speak for the refugees of the Crawling Shore."

Lithyia turns to face Gorga.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

You nod at Gorga.

Opalina curtsies to Gorga.

Falvicar rolls his eyes at Grutak.

(Roelon greets the additional half-krolvin guests.)

Talliver mildly says, "That seems appropriate."

Sorlu nods.

A distortion in the air flickers oddly, then swiftly resolves into the visible form of Earthdiver.

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

Roelon nods.

Teaberry nods at Gorga.

Opalina takes a few steps to her left.

Roelon gazes with interest at a few dozen rows of comfortably padded seats.

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver says, "I hope that the one I brought to a council meeting a few months ago knows that was an accident."

Dendum takes a drink from his elderflower cocktail.

Sorlu says, "Especially as Gorga is so well known, and so well liked, in town."

Perigourd lifts up the edge of his suede hood, glancing around the area with umber eyes.

Sorlu smiles.

Nalver says, "I forget her name. The one that runs the shop in the magical district."

You see Gorga the Guide. She appears to be a Half-Krolvin of the Swu'lin Klinast. She is short. She appears to have come of age. She has bestial dark amber eyes and tanned skin. She has sleek, bright silver hair shaved on one side and long on the other. She has a grim face, a thrice-broken nose and pronounced canines. She is in good shape. She is wearing a beaver pelt hat, an open-front leather tunic, a pair of laced buckskin pants, and a pair of brown hide boots.

Lithyia smirks at Dendum.

Nalver joins Roelon's group.

Giving a wink and a slight grin, Dendum nods knowingly at Lithyia.

Lithyia chuckles to herself.

Gorga flatly says, "We wish to be a part of this nation that you seek to found. I will not hold that over you."

Dendum lets out a cheer!

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

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

Queatus lets out a cheer!

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "That's good to hear. I was hopeful of that."

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

Nalver sternly says, "Motion to close."

Roelon nods.

Dendum exclaims, "Second!"

Nalver chuckles.

Sorlu grins at Nalver.

Roelon grins at Dendum.

Gorga holds up a single hand, sweeping the hall with a stern look.

You say, "That is the easiest meeting you've had to date, Mayor."

Lithyia whispers something to Jadedragan.

Nalver pauses, a flash of pain registering for mere seconds in his expression.

Dendum blinks.

A pained expression crosses Nalver's face.

Dendum gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Lithyia says, "I believe Gorga has more to say."

You listen carefully to Gorga.

Gorga says, "However, we do not even feel we are part of Icemule Trace. We worry that this separation will continue."

Sorlu leans leisurely on his Nalfein-styled cane, a thoughtful expression upon his face.

Randsford nods understandingly at Gorga.

Roelon frowns.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "You are part of a new Nation."

Roelon nods.

Gorga says, "When foes come, we bleed for Icemule Trace."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Speaking to Gorga, Jadedragan says, "The people here have been more accepting than most of those with our heritage."

Queatus frowns.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "And we will bleed for the Crawling Shore."

Sorlu smiles quietly to himself.

Wolfloner turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Talliver nods thoughtfully.

Wolfloner smiles at Grutak.

Roelon agrees with Gorga.

Talliver says, "Your people are skilled in battle. You do us a great honor by fighting alongside us."

Lithyia agrees with Talliver.

Queatus agrees with Talliver.

Speaking to Grutak, Gorga says, "What is past is past."

Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.

Grutak walks toward Gorga.

Wolfloner nods at Talliver.

Sorlu agrees with Talliver.

Speaking to Gorga, Opalina asks, "What would you like done to feel more accepted and welcome as a Resident of Icemule?"

Teaberry says, "Aren't they our people by now? They live here, just as we do."

Falvicar nods encouragingly at Opalina.

(Grutak lays his No-Dachi blade in his hand and closes his fist around it, jerking it slightly.)

Gorga points at Teaberry.

Speaking to Opalina, Gorga says, "She has the right of it."

(Grutak extends his hand to Gorga.)

Gorga says, "We do not fight 'alongside' you."

Gorga says, "We *are* you."

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "Let there be blood between us."

Nalver nods at Gorga.

Teaberry nods at Gorga.

Gorga glances at Grutak.

Lithyia glances between Gorga and Grutak.

Speaking deeply to Opalina, Roelon says, "Perhaps housin' within the walls."

Gorga stands up.

The sound of the wind whistling comes from outside.

Queatus nods at Gorga.

Gorga says, "I will alway share blood with good fighters."

Sorlu nods.

Lithyia smiles.

Roelon nods.

Speaking to Talliver, you ask, "Does the citizenship office have any qualms offering citizenship to those who seek it and prove their loyalty to the town?"

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Falvicar sighs.

Perigourd glances appraisingly at you.

Speaking to Grutak, Gorga says, "But... there is more to discuss before I will do such a thing."

You say, "I would wager that Gorga and many others have already shown many times over that they are just as much a part of Icemule as any others here."

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Talliver says, "I have no such qualms, no."

Grutak nods at Gorga.

Roelon nods slowly.

Gorga paces back and forth.

Teaberry turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Gorga says, "There is an old area that is called the Ancient Burrow."

Gorga says, "Many of us have taken up housing in the ruined dwellings there."

Lithyia nods at Gorga.

Imrys becomes solid again.

Queatus nods.

Lithyia nods at Grutak.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Gorga looks around, hesitant with words for the first time.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "Do you seek leave to establish a settlement there?"

Jadedragan barks to Gorga encouragingly.

Sorlu says, "A fine part of town. In fact, I keep my personal office there."

Lithyia smiles at Jadedragan.

Speaking to Gorga, Teaberry asks, "Would you like some help repairing your homes?"

Roelon grins.

Gorga cautiously says, "I do not wish to overstep, but it is my understanding that only the Burrows of Icemule Trace may nominate candidates for mayor."

Talliver nods slowly.

Perigourd nods thoughtfully.

Talliver quietly says, "Truth be told, it's a bit more flexible than that."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow in Talliver's direction.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Talliver.

Talliver says, "When matters were... unsettled around the most recent election, Clovertooth Hall chose to align itself with the oldest available laws of the town in picking a mayor."

Speaking to Gorga, Perigourd asks, "Than you wish a voice for your people in choosing leadership within the town?"

Gorga nods at Perigourd.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Gorga plainly says, "We wish for the Ancient Burrow to be ceded to us."

Draelor ponders.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow in Gorga's direction.

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

Speaking to Gorga, Sorlu asks, "Ceded, you say?"

Randsford nods thoughtfully.

Talliver frowns.

Great Lady Taeffryl just arrived.

Gorga says, "We already dwell there."

How Much for Honeybeer Road

Dendum asks, "Are we taking parts of town now?"

Dendum asks, "How much for Honeybeer road?"

Lithyia ponders.

Queatus smirks.

Talliver says, "That is not how we manage portions of the town, no."

Lithyia glances down.

Talliver says, "But I think I see what you're requesting."

Sir Geijon just arrived.

Geijon nods at Perigourd.

Lithyia nods to Geijon in greeting.

Perigourd turns toward Geijon and renders a sharp hand salute.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Geijon nods at Lithyia.

Geijon smiles.

Teaberry says, "The half-krolvin don't want permission to live where they live. They want recognition that they live their. That they have a right to live there, as Icemulians."

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "What would you name this place?"

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Perhaps make it a council position. Each seat on the council being a district."

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Teaberry says, "That they live THERE."

Teaberry grumbles.

Roelon nods at Teaberry.

Speaking to Teaberry, Gorga says, "This is correct."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Talliver says, "If representation is what you're looking for, we could set aside housing in each of the existing burrows."

Gorga shakes her head.

Speaking to Teaberry, Grutak says, "Icemulers..."

Speaking diplomatically to Gorga, Sorlu says, "We can not have the town torn into individual minor provinces, each ruled independently. Especially if you see yourself as part of us, as we see you."

Randsford whispers something to Roelon.

Gorga says, "My people will spread through the town in time, but for now, we need a voice and do not have one."

Falvicar seems to lose some focus as his eyes narrow and shift momentarily to one side.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Geijon nods appreciatively.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "Let Gorga fill the empty on the Council."

Speaking to Gorga, Sorlu asks, "A separate voice? Do we not speak as one then?"

Sorlu peers quizzically at Gorga.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia ponders.

Teaberry says, "I agree with Grutak. That would be fair."

Speaking to Sorlu, Perigourd says, "I believe the concern is that if their presence is spread, their voice will be overpowered by others living in the burrows, and thus effectively leave them without an actual say."

Lithyia agrees with Teaberry.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "I have no issue with Gorga seeking election onto the Council."

Perigourd says, "At least for now."

Roelon deeply says, "They wish ah voice to nominate, to vote fir leadership. Ah agree with such, they are as much apart of this town."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Gorga quietly says, "I have no interest in that, but a Krinti voice on the Council would not be unwelcome."

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "Who are 'they' when we are trying to speak of 'us'? I worry we are working backwards here."

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "There is at least one vacant spot, let Gorga fill that spot until the Election."

Lithyia nods at Gorga.

Gorga glances at Jadedragan.

Randsford nods at Gorga.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "Have you a suggestion?"

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "A what voice?"

Lithyia says, "Or allow the krinti to put forward someone of their choosing if Gorga does not want the position."

Lithyia folds her hands.

Jadedragan says, "A krinti voice, one of our people."

Speaking to Nalver, Grutak says, "Half-Krol."

Jadedragan nods at Grutak.

Jadedragan nods at Gorga.

Opalina says, "I think everyone who is a citizen of Icemule has a right to vote who is on the council."

Falvicar agrees with Opalina.

Sorlu nods at Opalina.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "Would you be willing to require them to be a citizen of Icemule?"

Gorga says, "...if we were citizens of Icemule, then I do not see why not."

Sorlu nods at Gorga.

Speaking to Gorga, Opalina says, "If your folks are citizens your votes would count."

Roelon agrees with Opalina.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "Are you a citizen of Icemule."

Talliver says, "You do already have my ear."

Grutak peers quizzically at Jadedragan.

Jadedragan winces.

Sorlu says, "I see no issue with allowing Gorga's people, who have done well in establishing themselves here, to become citizens."

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "Not quite yet. I have some obligations down south I have to finish before I move up here. I was hoping to find a home with those Gorga has brought with her."

Gorga nods at Jadedragan.

Lithyia softly says, "I recently became a citizen myself...the process takes a bit but is not difficult by any means."

Roelon deeply says, "They hae done more then enough to become one."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Teaberry says, "They've more than earned citizenship."

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Lithyia nods at Teaberry.

Jadedragan says, "There are not a lot of homes for any of the krinti that aren't ONLY of the krinti."

Opalina says, "Just need to meet with the clerk and sign your name the book."

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "What if Jadedragan were to sit on the council until the next election?"

Roelon nods at Teaberry.

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Gorga says, "I understand that we will not own it, but the Commerce Burrow is for merchants. The Temple Burrow is for the faithful. The Magical Burrow is for spellcasters. The Tavern Burrow is... for..."

Sorlu glances at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "With all due respect, council are voted in.. not handed over."

Sorlu leans leisurely on his Nalfein-styled cane, a thoughtful expression upon his face.

Speaking carefully to Gorga, Talliver asks, "Drunks?"

Lithyia begins chuckling at Talliver!

Opalina says, "And If your really excited your welcome to join the White Haven house as well. for Tea on Saturdays at Noon."

Roelon snickers.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "Revelers is the polite phrase."

Jadedragan grins at Talliver.

Sorlu chuckles.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Jadedragan!

Gorga gives an eloquent shrug.

Opalina says, "Sorry Feast days."

Opalina says, "Tea is free."

Roelon deeply says, "The temporarily enlightened...."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak asks, "Thought you wanted Unity, changing your mind?"

Roelon grins slowly.

Gorga says, "Were the Ancient Burrow renamed the Krinti Burrow, then perhaps..."

Lithyia glances between Falvicar and Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Giving a council position to somebody for free has nothing to do with unity."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Talliver says, "I believe that is something that would need to go to a town vote, but I am not opposed to offering it as an option."

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "You're playing with politics."

Lithyia asks, "Is it free though? have they not fought for this town?"

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Falvicar's direction.

Randsford nods in agreement at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "I'd wager that Jadedragon could sit the remainder of the vacated spot until elections could be held."

Speaking to Gorga, Jadedragan says, "It's rare to have a place WITH others. This would be a good path for all of us."

Speaking to Lithyia, Falvicar says, "I didn't see the name put on a ballot to be voted on."

Opalina says, "'founds like a fair town request."

Teaberry nods.

Gorga nods.

Falvicar says, "If they want to run for council, they should be on the ballot and get voted in like everybody else."

Geijon says, "Could always make more burrows."

Sorlu says, "Let the half-krolvin settle where they will. Should they find comfort in the Ancient Burrow, then so be it. But the town will not 'cede' away it's territory, especially within the town itself."

Gorga says, "The Ancient Burrow should also have the right to nominate a mayoral candidate in the next election."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "You'd prefer Vaalorians in our town."

Opalina says, "The Ancient Burrow already does."

Dendum remarks, ""Thought ancient laws required halflings to be mayor."

Speaking to Sorlu, Geijon says, "A Councilor doesn't speak for all."

Talliver looks over at Dendum and shakes his head.

Lithyia fidgets.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "You have no idea who I voted for and who I would vote for. Vaalorians are not Icemule citizens tough, so no. I would not vote for them."

Falvicar smirks at Grutak.

Roelon nods slowly.

Lithyia begins to twitch.

Speaking to Geijon, Sorlu says, "I do speak for many though."

Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.

Talliver says, "The last election's representatives were all halflings. I think that plays to Gorga's point."

Sorlu nods at Geijon.

Lithyia slowly empties her lungs.

Geijon shrugs.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Your actions during the war seemed pretty open and obvious."

Geijon says, "Speak accordingly."

Roelon agrees with Talliver.

Hadya folds her hands behind her back.

Lithyia smirks.

Speaking to Dendum, Opalina says, "Apparently those are outdated .. new things are happening."

Lithyia glances down.

Speaking to Geijon, Sorlu says, "And I do have a voice. Were I to remain silent, and do nothing...well, I'd be a Landing councilor."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Sorlu!

Roelon deeply says, "If our own council kin be made up of diverse."

Jadedragan coughs.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "And your actions to this day as well as manners have yet to change."

Randsford begins chuckling at Sorlu!

Lithyia glances at Falvicar.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Imrys appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Geijon chuckles.

Grutak says, "Manners don't win wars."

Falvicar says, "Oh but they do."

Falvicar chuckles to himself.

Lithyia begins to twitch.

Hadya snickers.

Roelon deeply says, "Aye, ah see nothing wrong with such. Icemule is home to many, nae just Truefolk or Kindred."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Dunno bout that, I don't see any Vaalorians here."

Geijon agrees with Roelon.

Teaberry nods at Roelon.

Dendum remarks, ""Eh, you do whatever with laws just thought it was said had to be a truefolk..."

Nalver glances between Falvicar and Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Why would they be? This is an Icemule session."

Falvicar smiles.

Speaking to Grutak, Opalina says, "Well if a Vaalorian Elf became an Icemule Citizen.. and ran for council.. You don't have to vote for them but they still would be able to run and participate and if they were choosen they'd be a council member."

Nalver annoyedly asks, "Can you two just listen for a bit?"

Lithyia slowly empties her lungs.

Roelon agrees with Nalver.

Speaking to Nalver, Grutak asks, "When do I ever "Just" listen?"

Grutak grins at Nalver.

Jadedragan says, "I think this is the time for dealing with what's at hand."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Jadedragan says, "Not old grievances."

Jadedragan says, "This is not the Landing."

Jadedragan glances at Grutak.

Teaberry nods at Jadedragan.

Jadedragan glances at Falvicar.

Lithyia agrees with Jadedragan.

Jadedragan says, "There's a reason many of us are coming here."

Jadedragan points at Gorga.

Roelon nods at Jadedragan.

Perigourd chuckles.

Dendum nods.

Jadedragan says, "Not the least of which is her and hers."

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "Hey, I'm the one trying to move forward."

Dendum says, "Winterberry ale."

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Jadedragan grins at Grutak.

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

Falvicar agrees with Hadya.

Grutak says, "I'm all for this unity thing."

Dendum takes a drink from his elderflower cocktail.

Grutak says, "It's a giant party."

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "Parents don't get to pick which child they keep in line."

Jadedragan winks at Grutak.

Speaking to Lithyia, Grutak says, "Literally a giant party."

Grutak winks at Lithyia.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Let the People Decide

Gorga says, "I do not seek to steal power, or to gain an unfair advantage."

Dendum corrects, ""Winterberry Ale and Unity...."

Gorga says, "But we are very far behind."

Lithyia nods at Gorga.

Randsford nods in agreement at Gorga.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "Seee.. that's why you should be on the council."

Imrys takes a drink from her winterberry ale.

Roelon nods slowly.

Grutak says, "YOu and Sorlu act like my father."

Talliver says, "I understand."

Speaking to Gorga, Dendum asks, ""Far behind what?"

Jadedragan grins at Grutak.

Speaking to Dendum, Jadedragan says, "Everyone."

Teaberry says, "We're trying to build a new nation. Let the new nation be fair to all."

Sorlu says, "If the matter is regarding citizenship, then I have no issue with voting in agreement with this. But if the matter is to have a specific half-krolvin seat within Icemule, I think we'd need to discuss this more. This seems fraught with peril."

Lithyia agrees with Teaberry.

Falvicar grins at Hadya.

Hadya snickers.

Hadya nods at Falvicar.

Commodore Jaysehn just arrived.

Lithyia nods to Jaysehn in greeting.

Perigourd turns toward Jaysehn and renders a sharp hand salute.

Speaking to Sorlu, Gorga says, "That is not my wish. We only desire a fair chance."

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat.

Hadya nods respectfully at Jaysehn.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Jaysehn nods respectfully at Hadya.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Gorga.

Licks of flame rise up from Roelon's leather hiking boots.

Roelon deeply says, "More of, ah chance at ah seat on the council, or at shot at bein' Mayor."

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Dendum inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out two rings of smoke before him briefly.

Talliver asks, "What else?"

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Speaking to Gorga, Sorlu says, "I will admit, I am hesitant. But you and your people have shown yourselves to be good of heart. I wish for you to thrive here."

The flames surrounding Earthdiver's black boots swirl around, and a low murmuring can be faintly heard.

Gorga says, "My people do not have the resources to purchase shops, and yet there are empty shops in this town being held closed by the building owners."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu frowns.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum remarks, ""Sounds like they wish for better laws."

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "Didn't a half-krolvin family just open a shop?"

Speaking to Sorlu, Jadedragan says, "History is rife with our abuse, either as slaves to the krolvin for uses that I wouldn't wish on my enemies. Or treated as less than dirt by the 'enlightened' people of other towns."

Gorga nods at Nalver.

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum says, ""Laws that protect and laws that open up opportunity."

Sorlu nods sympathetically at Jadedragan.

Lithyia ponders.

Opalina asks, "Did the Butterfurs move out of the Ancient Burrow?"

Speaking to Nalver, Gorga says, "It was the work of an entire family to do so, and more."

Gorga looks over at Opalina and shakes her head.

Roelon deeply says, "Laws that include all an equal chance here in our town. Aye."

Dendum stands up.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon nods slowly.

Dendum nods at Roelon.

Talliver says, "I see."

Falvicar ponders.

Opalina asks, "Are there any of the current residents of the Ancient burrow who agree or disagree with your request?"

Speaking to Opalina, Talliver says, "I suspect we'd have to find out via a vote."

Speaking to Roelon, Dendum remarks, ""Laws that ensure a kindred stands equal to a truefolk in matters of city business yes?"

Roelon nods at Dendum.

Speaking to Opalina, Sorlu says, "As someone who spends a significant part of their day there, I have no isse with their request to move there. There is quite a bit of available room to do so."

Talliver says, "I think that Clovertooth Hall could arrange low-interest loans for refugees wishing to start new businesses in Icemule Trace."

Speaking to Roelon, Dendum says, ""And Half-Krolvin and Burghals and all..."

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "It would be good to see some of our culture spead outside of just the isle of Kraet."

Sorlu smiles at Talliver.

Talliver says, "But I wouldn't limit such a thing to half-krolvin."

Randsford squints.

Gorga ponders.

Geijon nods at Talliver.

Grutak says, "Long as the same loans are made available to any citizen of Icemule."

Grutak glances at Talliver.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Gorga says, "I have confidence that we can make that happen."

Jadedragan gives Gorga a piercing bark of pure joy!

Teaberry nods at Talliver.

Lithyia asks, "Gorga, would you also accept financial donations?"

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "Nor should we limit the property to that within the town. In fact, Aliashyrah has spoken before about THAT plan, for those who have heard it. We greatly wish to see the continued growth of Icemule."

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Unless you wish to show preference to one race over another."

Randsford nods at Lithyia.

Geijon sighs at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Talliver says, "We'd need to determine rules. The town's resources are still not recovered from recent months."

Sorlu ponders.

Lithyia nods.

Sorlu offers, "I could write something up."

Sorlu smiles quietly to himself.

Lithyia softly says, "Then i would be happy to make one when the time comes."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Jadedragan agrees with Lithyia.

Falvicar shrugs at Geijon.

Perigourd nods at Geijon.

Jadedragan takes a drink from his honeyed citrus gin.

Jadedragan glances at a square-cut glass of honeyed citrus gin in his hand.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "That doesn't change things. I'm not opposed to helping people. I'm opposed to helping any one race. Balance is needed. Or Icemule will find itself with a new Master."

Speaking to his honeyed citrus gin, Jadedragan says, "Why did I pour you? Not even good..."

Lithyia grins at Jadedragan.

Jadedragan takes a drink from his honeyed citrus gin.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Grutak.

Geijon smiles at Falvicar.

Falvicar clenches his pipe between his teeth and lets it rest there.

Lithyia offers Jadedragan a bottle of coconut porter.

Jadedragan agrees with Grutak.

Jadedragan accepts Lithyia's coconut porter.

Jadedragan turns to Lithyia and cheers!

Lithyia winks at Jadedragan.

Lithyia softly asks, "What are friends for?"

Lithyia smirks at Jadedragan.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Icemule will grow wildly if you open the doors and help it grow. Or you can put one race on a pedestal and potentially build resistance to that race."

Grutak shrugs.

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "This is a big part of why I wish to find a new home here. I am tired of the divisions that exist south."

Twisting off the cork of his glass bottle, Jadedragan tilts it back and takes a quick gulp of the porter inside.

Jadedragan looks rather relaxed.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Speaking to Grutak, Talliver says, "I don't have any intention to offer preferential treatment to any single group."

Lithyia agrees with Jadedragan.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Look beyond you. You will not be Mayor forever."

Speaking to Talliver, Geijon says, "I've always seen you as fair, never had a doubt."

(Lithyia eyes grow wide and she bites her lip.)"

Roelon surveys the area.

Jadedragan grins at Geijon.

Lithyia folds her hands.

Imrys takes a drink from her winterberry ale.

Grutak says, "Each of us has a limited time here... we will all pass the gates some day."

Talliver nods thoughtfully.

Grutak says, "Build for a longer future, not just today."

Geijon grins at Jadedragan.

Jadedragan grins at Geijon.

Hadya quietly murmurs, "Speak for yourself."

Jaysehn glances at Hadya.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Hadya, Grutak asks, "Who else is gonna speak for me?"

Sorlu says, "Then let us do this. We understand that due to the evils of Zeban, our half-krolvin frtiends have been reduced to near nothing, with little promise of being able to rebuild on their own. Let us offer them space within the Ancient Burrow, so that they might feel at home. Let them be one amongst us, as we allow them to run for seats of office as fellow citizens. And let us offer them aid, and others who find struggle, for a small amount of interest, so that they may prosper and in doing so, strengthen Icemule."

Grutak grins at Hadya.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Gorga nods.

Teaberry nods at Sorlu.

Speaking quietly to Grutak, Hadya says, "Not for me, ever."

Randsford nods at Sorlu.

Gorga says, "There are some among us who still fear that your plan to found a nation here in the North cannot succeed."

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum inquires, ""this interest it is...of the compound type?"

Falvicar nods at Sorlu.

Speaking to Hadya, Grutak says, "That would be your problem, not mine."

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "Why?"

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "I'm sure we can work that out in the back end."

Sorlu smiles at Dendum.

Lithyia glances between Grutak and Hadya.

Jadedragan ponders.

Dendum nods at Sorlu.

Speaking quietly to Grutak, Hadya says, "You aren't a problem."

Lithyia chuckles to herself.

A holy aura radiates from Falvicar's night black platemail.

Speaking to Nalver, Gorga says, "Our numbers are few."

Speaking deeply to Gorga, Roelon asks, "Do ye fear such?"

Speaking to Gorga, Randsford says, "It only flounders if we allow it."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Queatus grins.

Randsford squints at Gorga.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Earthdiver stomps down hard with one of his black boots.

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver says, "I don't see why that would stop us from forming an alliance."

Falvicar breathes in deeply as he clenches a pipe in his mouth, then exhales slowly, causing some purple amorphous clouds of puffy smoke to float up from his mouth.

Speaking to Nalver, Grutak asks, "A... Northern Alliance?"

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver says, "We are simply taking existing groups and making things closer between them all."

Grutak grins at Nalver.

Speaking to Gorga, Dendum remarks, ""They are less few with each voice that joins."

Gorga says, "Even should the giants come to our banners, and the Wsalamir--and neither is certain--land without people to defend it is just land."

Geijon agrees with Gorga.

Speaking to Gorga, Jadedragan says, "I think you would be surprised at who will come to the banner of a unified North."

Roelon tilts his head up.

Falvicar nods in agreement at Sorlu.

Lithyia nods at Jadedragan.

Roelon nods slowly at Gorga.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "No I wouldn't."

Jadedragan grins at Grutak.

Talliver says, "It's my hope that we will attract others to join us, but I take your point."

Lithyia smirks at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "Yeah, you did manage to finagle me up here."

Speaking to Talliver, Earthdiver asks, "What percentage of the town is Truefolk?"

Lithyia begins chuckling at Jadedragan!

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "What do you say, shall we have blood?"

Speaking to Gorga, Dendum remarks, ""The North is much like other great wide places with few people though...the sea of fire and the southron wastes and the frozen north all are defended by the nature of the place itself...it is no easy thing to bring great armies to such lands."

Jadedragan ponders.

Speaking to Gorga, Dendum says, ""They make do with who they have such places."

Jadedragan gazes heavenward.

Speaking to Earthdiver, Talliver says, "It must be three quarters."

Earthdiver nods at Talliver.

Grutak glances at Gorga.

Talliver says, "There are old sylvankind families among us, but..."

Falvicar glances at Talliver.

Sorlu agrees with Talliver.

Lithyia says, "There is chaos just south of here... it is imperative to form a strong, unified north."

Roelon nods slowly.

Draelor agrees with Lithyia.

Hadya snickers at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn smiles quietly to himself.

Gorga takes a dagger from a horn sheath at her belt, slices her palm, and shakes Grutak's hand.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "I think it would be a point of pride at how the truefolk have welcomed others into their fold."

Grutak smiles.

Dendum nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia softly asks, "Why do you think i chose citizenship here over there?"

Roelon deeply says, "There is danger all around us, nae just to the south."

Roelon nods at Lithyia.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "Welcome Sister."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Jadedragan draws himself up proudly before Gorga and gives a deep, guttural bark full of dignity.

Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.

Gorga nods.

Speaking deeply to Lithyia, Roelon says, "But aye, we must gather each other of the north and make ourselves stronger fir it."

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Lithyia agrees with Roelon.

Another Harmless Quake

The ground shakes and bucks for a moment before stilling.

Lithyia glances down.

Perigourd casually observes his surroundings.

Imrys shifts her weight.

Nalver stares off into space.

Perigourd frowns.

Lithyia fidgets.

Talliver frowns.

Randsford squints.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Twisting off the cork of his glass bottle, Jadedragan tilts it back and takes a quick gulp of the porter inside.

Geijon says, "As th' fire in th' forest burns, it's trees all become consumed at th' edges, th' middle or th' end."

Roelon deeply says, "That was nae just mah stomach then."

Sorlu nods once.

Roelon mumbles a barely intelligible array of expletives involving Ronan, a unicorn, and someone's kiltless heritage.

Nalver removes a burled fireleaf staff embedded with a splintered bear claw from in his sandy brown harness. At his touch, a number of sigils worked into its grain take on a faint luminescence.

Lithyia snickers at Roelon.

Jadedragan grins at Roelon.

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "Please tell me you have another airship you are hiding from us..."

Sorlu glances down.

Sorlu frowns.

Talliver nods at Falvicar.

Roelon inclines his ear, listening intently.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak says, "If you need anything, what I have is yours."

Talliver looks over at Randsford and shakes his head.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Nalver asks, "Roel think this is related to trees exploding ?"

Nalver coughs.

Roelon deeply says, "Large feet, or many feet perhaps."

Geijon bows to Gorga.

Speaking to Gorga, Geijon says, "Well presented."

Speaking deeply to Nalver, Roelon says, "Nae sure explodin' trees would fit this time."

Lithyia blinks at Grutak.

Lithyia stares off into space.

Speaking deeply to Gorga, Roelon says, "Ah hae ah supply of clothing if yir people need."

Roelon deeply says, "And before people say, nae just kilts."

Roelon surveys the area.

Lithyia nods at Grutak.

Imrys grins at Roelon.

Randsford groans at Roelon.

Lithyia says, "I can knit for your people as well."

Gorga soberly says, "It has been some years since the ground shook so, but the angry earth does not long maintain her tantrums."

Lithyia says, "I am known for my knitting."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Roelon nods at Lithyia.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "What does the ground shaking mean to you?"

Nalver asks, "Why did it last shake?"

Grutak peers quizzically at Gorga.

Perigourd shakes his dark maoral pipe a bit, and the glowing embers within quickly fade and go out.

(Grutak extends his bloodied hand to Lithyia.)

Speaking to Nalver, Gorga says, "The shores here are black with the work of old volcanoes."

Speaking to Lithyia, Grutak asks, "Bind that up for me?"

Lithyia nods.

Lithyia removes an ocean blue handkerchief embroidered with a mermaid in a scallop-shell top from in her silk taffeta wrap.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Nalver ponders.

Jaysehn nods in agreement at Hadya.

(Lithyia cleans Grutak's wound.)

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

Perigourd ponders.

(Lithyia binds it with a piece of fabric.)

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver says, "I've heard that old lava makes great farm land."

Lithyia put an ocean blue handkerchief embroidered with a mermaid in a scallop-shell top in her silk taffeta wrap.

Lithyia just closed a ruffled silk taffeta wrap pinned with a large satin rosette.

Lithyia dusts off her hands.

Jadedragan agrees with Nalver.

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Jadedragan glances at Talliver.

Gorga says, "Not far out into the Frostmain are islands of obsidian, cruel rocks that our ancestors avoided lest they tear open ships with the ease of a knife through flesh."

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Gorga.

Jaysehn glances at Gorga.

Speaking to Nalver, Talliver says, "That's true. It's why the Strath has so many farms, even with the cold."

Lithyia rests a gentle hand on Grutak's arm.

Grutak smiles at Lithyia.

Lithyia smiles at Grutak.

Grutak gives Lithyia a lingering kiss on the forehead.

Lithyia blushes a nice shade of dark red.

Speaking to Lithyia, Grutak says, "Thank ya."

Lithyia nods at Grutak.

Lithyia softly says, "Of course."

Speaking to Gorga, Jadedragan says, "Would that those islands had claimed more czag dubra."

Opalina says, "I hope to recover my family farm someday."

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "Are there going to be some that remain out in the shores then?"

Roelon nods at Opalina.

Talliver says, "I suspect my ancestors were wise. They didn't settle too near to any giant smoking mountains."

Jadedragan grins at Talliver.

Speaking to Nalver, Dendum reminds, ""The shores are very dangerous."

Roelon deeply says, "Many farms need to be reclaimed."

Speaking to Nalver, Gorga says, "None of my people live on the Shore, now."

Speaking to Talliver, Nalver says, "Just by a glacier that already took over another town."

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "I think that avoiding the smoking fire things is never a bad idea."

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "Are there other Krinti that live out there not of your kin?"

Sorlu wonders, "Do none take advantage of these islands currently? Obsidian draws a fair price on the trade market I understand."

Roelon grins at Jadedragan.

Gorga says, "There might be other Krinti up and down the coast, but they are likely small clans."

Dendum says, "Between the dangers of the shores and Icemule there are farmlands though....."

Speaking to Sorlu, Talliver says, "We've no significant navy of our own."

Lithyia whispers something to Sorlu.

Speaking to Gorga, Grutak asks, "Would you be willing to see if they want to move here too?"

Ithilwyn stands up.

Sorlu nods at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "That's not true."

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "You have a Commodore and a fleet."

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "We do not, but I understand a navy has begun to form here...of sorts."

Nalver nods.

Speaking to Sorlu, Talliver says, "But most sailors stay away from those islands. It'd mean sailing close to Glaoveln."

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods understandingly at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "Make us privateers. I would sail for your town."

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Roelon glances at Talliver.

Talliver looks thoughtfully at Jadedragan.

Lithyia smiles at Jadedragan.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Talliver says, "I... will consider that."

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Talliver.

Sorlu says, "To set up a mining operation in the face of the krolvin people...this would be a hard place to hold."

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak asks, "Have you reached out to Loralaii?"

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow.

Speaking to Grutak, Jadedragan says, "Not recently."

Sorlu nods at Falvicar.

Jadedragan growls ferociously!

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "Do so, at your earliest convience."

Lithyia says, "We both should Jade, I need to discuss something with her as well regarding this."

Lithyia nods at Jadedragan.

Falvicar nods at Sorlu.

Speaking to Sorlu, Jadedragan says, "The answer is always to remove the krolvin from the equation. By force."

Roelon whispers something to Talliver.

Geijon shifts his weight.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

The sound of the wind whistling comes from outside.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Sorlu says, "I have no love for them."

Talliver darkly says, "I cannot say I disagree."

Roelon bows to Jaysehn.

Speaking to Gorga, Nalver asks, "What do you think of these rumblings?"

Sorlu brushes his fingers lightly against his river rat tattoo.

Jaysehn glances at Roelon.

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

Speaking to Jadedragan, Sorlu says, "I have been at odds with them for decades."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Perigourd ponders.

Speaking to Sorlu, Perigourd says, "Many have."

Gorga confers again with the other half-krolvin in the auditorium.

Lithyia whispers something to Queatus.

Sorlu agrees with Perigourd.

Gorga says, "We feel this is a good start."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "I have an idea that is off the beaten path."

Falvicar whispers something to Nalver.

Jadedragan glances at Gorga.

Falvicar grins at Nalver.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Jadedragan's direction.

Speaking to Gorga, Jadedragan says, "For all of us."

Lithyia nods at Queatus.

Geijon whispers something to Jadedragan.

Jadedragan says, "And I realize I'm not yet actually a part of Icemule."

Jadedragan says, "But."

Jadedragan gazes heavenward.

Sorlu cocks his head at Jadedragan.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Teaberry says, "You will be."

Randsford raises an eyebrow in Jadedragan's direction.

Jadedragan grins at Teaberry.

Lithyia softly says, "You will join me soon enough Jade."

Lithyia smirks at Jadedragan.

Lithyia says, "And then we will drink to it."

Jadedragan agrees with Lithyia.

Roelon nods at Teaberry.

Lithyia says, "As we do."

Jadedragan says, "Haidan."

Lithyia grins at Jadedragan.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "You will be soon enough."

Nalver grins at Falvicar.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Geijon furrows his brow.

Jadedragan nods at Roelon.

Sorlu adds, "...and I'm sure there will be many more who come after."

Jadedragan says, "This is not somethign I say lightly."

Sorlu smiles at Jadedragan.

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Jadedragan.

Jadedragan says, "But his people are also my people."

Talliver says, "I'll remind everyone that we need to walk before we can run."

Jadedragan nods at Talliver.

Jadedragan says, "I'll let that lie."

Roelon agrees with Talliver.

Jadedragan says, "Just...don't rule it out."

Randsford nods in agreement at Talliver.

Jadedragan nods at Talliver.

Geijon says, "A lot of grace is being given tonight. I appreciate that."

Sorlu grins slowly at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Who said anything about running. More like steam rolling."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Speaking to Grutak, Randsford says, "In time, we must set a foundation first."

Roelon deeply says, "If we run, we will stumble and fall. And ah dinnae wish to see that."

Randsford nods at Grutak.

Roelon stands up.

Lithyia whispers something to Roelon.

Jadedragan says, "The real trick is to just fling yourself off a mountain and turn into a giant snowball as part of an avalanche. You're unstoppable like that."

Speaking to Gorga, Randsford says, "The fact your people are in ruins needs to be fixed."

Lithyia grins at Roelon.

Roelon grins slowly.

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "Fact of life man, fact of life."

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Talliver says, "The giants and the Wsalamir are likely to be more hesitant about joining us, especially if we seem overeager."

Randsford nods in agreement at Gorga.

Gorga nods at Randsford.

Lithyia nods at Randsford.

Falvicar nods at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "The Wsalamir are not welcoming to others, historically."

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu asks, "Do you have a plan yet on how we might approach them, and win over their support?"

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Let me go talk to them."

Talliver nods at Perigourd.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "I actually brought this for you and maybe the council to look over."

Perigourd removes a ragged old journal from in his suede cloak.

Speaking deeply to Perigourd, Roelon says, "They are nae at all."

Jaysehn glances at Perigourd.

Speaking to Sorlu, Talliver says, "We'll need to take the Wyrm to reach the Wsalamir."

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "It details one of their last encounters with a halfling from these parts."

Sorlu nods at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "Which did not end.. well."

Perigourd offers Talliver a ragged old journal.

Perigourd says, "But it may prove fruitful in negotiations with them."

Perigourd says, "Or at least give insight."

Sorlu nods appreciatively at Perigourd.

Speaking deeply to Talliver, Roelon says, "We will hae to approach carefully, just ah bit of caution. Ah did send word, but nae sure if it spread."

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "I would go by myself or with a group of well trained Giantkin. They would likely respond more easily to their own kind."

Perigourd offers Roelon a ragged old journal.

Talliver says, "Valfald has not heard back from the giants."

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Sorlu frowns.

Roelon accepts Perigourd's old journal.

Jaysehn grins at Hadya.

Roelon quietly reads his old journal.

Gorga says, "I will begin assessing what is needed to repair the Ancient Burrow."

Roelon nods slowly.

Lithyia nods at Gorga.

Sorlu says, "That is...unfortunate. But perhaps they simply move at a slower pace than us."

Lithyia says, "Please let me know if you need knitware for your people."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Roelon offers Perigourd a ragged old journal.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu smiles at Lithyia.

Lithyia says, "And i meant what i said about the financial donation."

Lithyia smiles at Gorga.

Gorga nods at Lithyia.

Geijon nods briskly!

Perigourd declines Roelon's offer.

Gorga carefully says, "Thank you."

Roelon nods.

Gorga exits, flanked by other half-krolvin.

Grutak says, "She makes a neat meat hat."

Sorlu glances at Roelon.

Lithyia chuckles.

Roelon nods at Perigourd.

Lithyia says, "The meat hat is for you only."

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Grutak.

Lithyia smirks at Grutak.

Dendum informs, ""Will not lay food at your feet like elders who can not hunt.....but would gladly share knowledge of good fishing spots and places where the game is fat and plentiful."

Dendum says, "Would tell the Half-Krolvin that if they were here anyway."

Dendum nods sagely.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Dendum!

Talliver says, "That went well, I think."

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "I kept my word, I was agreeable. Make sure that's noted somewhere in the records."

Perigourd nods in agreement at Talliver.

Lithyia agrees with Talliver.

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Teaberry nods at Talliver.

Lithyia laughs at Grutak!

Lithyia asks, "Who ARE you?"

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Grutak's direction.

Roelon deeply says, "More hopeful fir this path."

Lithyia giggles to herself.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "It speaks volumes of your town, how well received a group of krinti is received."

Speaking to Lithyia, Grutak says, "I'll show you later at the house."

Grutak winks at Lithyia.

Jadedragan says, "That is a rare thing to behold."

Lithyia wiggles her eyebrows at Grutak.

Sorlu grins at Grutak.

Imrys gazes in amusement at Adalfuns.

Lithyia chuckles.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Talliver says, "It's an opportunity to do the right thing and cleave to a brighter path."

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "You have become quite the gentleman."

Sorlu chuckles.

Jadedragan smiles at Talliver.

Lithyia smirks at Sorlu.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak says, "The Krinti are not bad people. They got a bad rap due to the Krolvin."

Lithyia says, "Well Yardie..."

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "This is why you're attracting more people."

Lithyia says, "You missed...everything."

Hadya nods at Jaysehn.

Lithyia snickers at Yardie.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Speaking to Yardie, Dendum remarks, "You are late."

Sorlu nods to Yardie in greeting.

Lithyia laughs at Yardie!

Hadya draws her faewood crosier in the divine name of Luukos! The crosier traces an arc of sickly, pulsing green light in its wake. At her touch, a number of sigils worked into its grain take on a faint luminescence.

Lithyia pinches Yardie!

Talliver says, "For now, nation or not..."

Speaking sheepishly to Dendum, Yardie says, "I was er...tardy to the party."

Roelon nods.

Lithyia says, "Extremely."

Lithyia glances at Yardie.

Talliver says, "Everyone is welcome in Icemule Trace."

Adopting a knowing expression, Dendum nods understandingly at Yardie.

Jadedragan turns to Talliver and cheers!

Speaking to Lithyia, Yardie exclaims, "I had work I was doing!"

Sorlu smiles at Talliver.

Talliver says, "I will exhort you all to live up to that message."

Roelon agrees with Talliver.

Randsford nods in agreement at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "Speaking of nations..."

Lithyia says, "I would hope so, I just became a citizen Talliver."

Lithyia chuckles.

Imrys leans softly against Adalfuns.

Jaysehn grins at Hadya.

Speaking to Talliver, Nalver says, "Everything going well is most certainly a worrying thing."

Speaking to Dendum, Yardie asks, "What's this I hear about krolvin?"

Talliver nods at Lithyia.

Roelon put a ragged old journal in his black fur jacket.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "We have set warding stones all along the border that was discussed."

Nalver says, "With the hands in the shadows making sure that things don't go easy..."

Lithyia says, "My apologies that you must truly put up with me now."

Lithyia grins at Talliver.

Hadya quietly says, "Let's go to the scatter, I have things to destroy."

Speaking to Yardie, Dendum corrects, ""Eh...we were speaking to the Half-Krolvin from the crawling s...from the ancient burrow."

Jaysehn nods at Hadya.

Adalfuns stands up.

Jaysehn says, "I'll not argue."

Speaking to Dendum, Yardie asks, "And what he say?"

Adalfuns holds his palm out toward Imrys, looking for a handout.

Imrys stands up.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "We not only live up to it, but are actively promoting that ideal."

Speaking to Yardie, Dendum corrects, "She."

Sorlu nods at Talliver.

Imrys takes Adalfuns's hand into her own.

Speaking to Dendum, Yardie amends, "And what she say?"

Speaking to Yardie, Dendum says, "The Half-Krolvin were wise enough to pick a wise woman as spokesperson."

Jadedragan agrees with Dendum.

Speaking to Yardie, Dendum says, ""She accepts offer to join new nation."

Lithyia agrees with Dendum.

Roelon nods at Dendum.

Talliver nods.

Speaking to Dendum, Yardie says, "Wonderful! See? You didn't need me to mess things up."

Talliver says, "It seems that I must put a referendum together about the Ancient Burrow."

Lithyia nods at Talliver.

Speaking to Yardie, Draelor says, "There's still time."

Dendum moves closer to Yardie with an index finger raised in the air, but then he stops and pauses, looking deep in thought.

Dendum shrugs at Yardie.

Lithyia laughs at Yardie!

Teaberry smiles at Talliver.

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Yardie stares at Draelor.

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking to Draelor, Yardie asks, "There's not much I can do from this end. Icemule seems to have matters in order. Should you need me, I suppose you can find me...with more than 30 minutes notice?"

Lithyia begins chuckling at Yardie!

Nalver says, "I must be off."

Talliver asks, "Are there any other matters we ought to address immediately?"

Strong winds can be heard coming from outside.

Lithyia waves to Nalver.

Dendum inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out three rings of smoke before him briefly.

Jadedragan waves to Nalver.

Dendum glances at Sorlu.

Grutak asks, "What of our deal with Zul Lugoth?"

Speaking to Yardie, Draelor says, "I can't send notes by bird I'm afraid."

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

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Speaking to Grutak, Talliver says, "We've begun trading tobacco for ore."

Speaking to Draelor, Jadedragan says, "Just give a tweet, I'm sure Yardie has some magical way of picking it up."

Jadedragan starts chortling.

Jadedragan waggles his fingers mystically at Yardie. How nice.

Jadedragan waggles his fingers mystically at Draelor. How nice.

Yardie flinches.

Jadedragan whistles tunelessly to himself.

Jadedragan says, "That's not it."

Draelor laughs!

Roelon nods slowly.

Speaking to Talliver, Grutak says, "During our travels we passed near Zul Lugoth. We felt strange rumblings over there."

You stand back up.

Jadedragan attempts to hum a merry little tune.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "Perhaps you brought them back with you."

Roelon grins at you.

Jadedragan says, "Still not it."

Talliver nods at Grutak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia grins at Jadedragan.

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "Doubtbul."

Talliver says, "Sometimes an earthquake is just an earthquake, but we'll have to wait and see."

Teaberry says, "I hear that Zul Logoth is opening more tunnels these days."

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

Grutak nods slowly.

Lithyia says, "Sometimes it is a fethidimore though..."

Lithyia shudders.

Speaking innocently to Grutak, you wonder, "Is that not how these things work?"

Speaking to Draelor, Dendum remarks, ""Hope they are not messing with elementals here as well..."

You murmur, "My mistake."

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Grutak says, "I dunno about bringing rumblings and earth shakes with me."

Grutak says, "But I've been known to make a few girls shake."

Speaking to Dendum, Draelor says, "Perhaps a great earth one dwells somewhere and we'll have to pick which destroys all."

Lithyia says, "Rumblings in your stomach when you are hungry."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Grutak!

Lithyia glances at Grutak.

Grutak glances at Lithyia.

Grutak grins at Lithyia.

Lithyia stares at Grutak.

Lithyia snickers.

Jadedragan mutters under his breath.

Lithyia shakes her head.

Jadedragan sighs.

Jadedragan gazes heavenward.

Jadedragan stretches.

Talliver says, "If you'll all pardon me."

Lithyia nods at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Jadedragan says, "Thank you for allowing me to speak."

Perigourd turns toward Talliver and renders a sharp hand salute.

Sorlu nods at Talliver.

Lithyia says, "Fair evening Mayor."

Jadedragan bows to Talliver.

Opalina nods at Talliver.

Talliver nods at Jadedragan.

Queatus bows to Talliver.

Talliver bows.

Talliver stands up.

Talliver just went south.

Draelor stands up.

Speaking to Jadedragan, Grutak asks, "You don't remember me do you?"

Falvicar bows.

Queatus stands up.

Lithyia says, "Well..that went relatively well."

Queatus stretches.

Sorlu slowly empties his lungs.

Randsford nods slowly.

Queatus agrees with Lithyia.

Sorlu quickly turns on the heel of one of his leather boots.

Lithyia exclaims, "Queatus!"

Lord Sorlu strides away moving south.

Teaberry stands up.

Lithyia says, "Show Grutak your portrait."

Lithyia chuckles.

Draelor says, "No one died, so yes."

Lithyia nods at Draelor.

Queatus grins.

Perigourd glances south.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

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

Queatus fiddles with the top of the black ko'nag case, causing the metal plates to open.

Queatus removes a defeated half-elven male portrait from in his black ko'nag case.

Roelon glances south.

Lithyia giggles to herself.

You say, "Have a blessed evening."