The Winter War (storyline)/2023-02-18 - Icemule Victory Council Meeting (log)

This log is from the Winter War storyline on 2023-02-18 from Aliashyrah's point of view (with a small section contributed by Sorlu at the end)

Before the Meeting

[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 discordant Callayne disk, the crab-shaped Rasson disk, the smooth invar Ceilia disk, the sparking Dendum disk, the repousse copper Perigourd disk raised in leafy designs and the Sorlu disk.

Also here: Mnar, Mohrgan who is sitting, Arena Occultist Tikba who is sitting, Chronicler Falvicar, Torgaben, Grand Lady Opalina, Queatus who is sitting, Callayne who is sitting, Seaward Rasson who is sitting, High Lady Ceilia, Gwynek who is sitting, Dendum who is sitting, Olgretien who is kneeling, Whimweaver Leafiara who is sitting, Perigourd, Lilanna who is sitting, Arena Contender Roelon, Lord Sorlu, Defender of Mist Harbor Teaberry who is sitting, High Lord Grutak

Sorlu nods to Grutak in greeting.

Sorlu nods to Teaberry in greeting.

Teaberry waves to Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles.

Teaberry waves to you.

Sorlu warmly says, "Good evening to you both."

Speaking to Teaberry, Grutak says, "Likely not much."

Grutak says, "But it should be entertaining."

Roelon surveys the area.

Lilanna just arrived.

Roelon nods to Grutak in greeting.

Teaberry gives Roelon a friendly hug.

Lilanna turns toward Grutak and renders a sharp hand salute.

Grutak nods to you in greeting.

Grutak nods warily to Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles at Lilanna.

Grutak and Roelon clasp forearms in greeting.

Lilanna nods to Sorlu in greeting.

Lilanna says, "Evnin."

Sorlu says, "Good evening."

Teaberry says, "GOod to see you."

Teaberry smiles at Lilanna.

Lilanna smiles at Teaberry.

Perigourd just arrived.

Roelon heavily pounds both his fists against his chest and bows his head slightly.

Lilanna says, "And ye."

Sorlu says, "We will give the late stragglers a few minutes before we begin."

Whimweaver Leafiara just arrived.

Perigourd nods in greeting.

Sorlu nods to Perigourd in greeting.

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

Roelon hoots at Leafiara.

Leafiara hoots at Roelon.

Lilanna hoots at Leafiara.

Sorlu smiles at Leafiara.

Teaberry exclaims, "Hello, Perigourd. And Leafi!"

Leafiara cheerfully exclaims, "Evening all!"

Leafiara waves to Sorlu.

Leafiara waves to Teaberry.

Perigourd says, "Fair eve."

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

Leafiara leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Bilz just arrived.

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

Roelon bows to Teaberry.

Roelon smiles.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak asks, "Is this an official council meeting?"

Teaberry smiles at Roelon.

Bilz hums distractedly to himself.

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

Roelon surveys the area.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "Any meeting called by the Council is official."

Leafiara grins.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak asks, "And will it be for the townspeople?"

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

Olgretien just arrived.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "My every breath taken is for the townspeople."

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

Olgretien kneels down.

Leafiara nods approvingly at Sorlu.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "Not what I mean."

You nod in greeting at Teaberry.

Roelon deeply says, "It is fir all who wish to hear."

You nod in greeting at Grutak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Perigourd turns toward Olgretien and renders a sharp hand salute.

Bilz kneels down.

Crossing his legs at the ankles, Bilz moves to a sitting position that is tailor fashion.

Olgretien and Perigourd bash their forearms in greeting.

Roelon deeply says, "Our own, friends and visitors."

Bilz takes a bite of his gingerbread cookie.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "There has been a lot of foriegn influence of late in Icemule."

Gwynek just arrived.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "You ask if you can be heard? If so, then of course. At the end, we will open the floor for any with questions or concerns."

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

Grutak asks, "I should hope that will not continue?"

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu smiles at Grutak.

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

Bilz takes a bite of his gingerbread cookie.

Olgretien takes a drink from his strong black coffee.

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "I have seen much removal of foreign influence...but we will get to that soon."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu whispers something to Roelon.

Perigourd shakes his head.

Speaking to Sorlu, Grutak says, "Vaalor isn't the only source that influence."

High Lady Ceilia just arrived.

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles at Grutak.

Ceilia takes a knitted black wool cap off her head.

Ceilia put a knitted black wool cap in her laced leather pack.

Ta'Vaalor Update

Sorlu says, "If I might have everyone's attention, we are set to begin..."

Leafiara tilts her head toward Sorlu, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Dendum slips an asymmetrical yumi into one of the bearskin weapon loops secured with jade buttons sewn inside of his buckskin jacket.

Olgretien turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

You listen carefully to Sorlu.

Sorlu warmly says, "First, I thank each of you who made time to listen tonight, as we will be going over several matters of interest."

Sorlu says, "Tonight is indeed a special occasion. Rare it's been as of late to be able to deliver news of a mostly positive leaning. But tonight, I will indeed have that honor."

Seaward Rasson just moved quietly into the room, his group following closely.

Bilz takes a bite of his gingerbread cookie.

Sorlu says, "To set a light agenda, I will be touching on several points before turning the floor over to the good Councillor Roelon. After he has concluded, we will be having a guest speaker to introduce a new Icemulian initiative."

Callayne sits down.

Rasson sits down next to Callayne.

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

Sorlu excitedly says, "Let us waste no more time, and begin with what is, of course, our greatest news..."

Sorlu flashes a wide grin.

Sorlu says, "Though there were many naysayers that had to be overcome along the way, we have shown not only to each other, but to the world, that Icemule is not to be trifled with."

Gwynek turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

Perigourd chuckles to himself.

Sorlu says, "From all reports, after the launching of the White Wyrm frightened the Vaaloarians from our skies and forced them to flee back to the mountains ten days past, Ta'Vaalor officials became fearful as well. They had most certainly underestimated Icemule's bite..."

Dendum runs the palms of his hands over the back of each of his direwolf hide gloves in turn. A flicker of misty green light surrounds the gloves before winking out with a fading howl.

Sorlu says, "The following evening, Ta'Vaalor's officials met to discuss what options were available, arguing long into the early morning in the hopes of avoiding the humbling truth...that they could not win against us. But the truth will always rise to the surface, and it could no longer be ignored. Painful as it was... The Great Humiliation was upon them."

Leafiara's face lights up with joy for Sorlu.

Bilz beams proudly!

Grutak frowns.

Sorlu flashes a wide grin.

You smile quietly to yourself.

Sorlu triumphantly exclaims, "Unwilling to continue their aggressions against us, the Vaalorians have surrendered and have withdrawn their troops. Icemule.. we have defeated Ta'Vaalor!"

Sorlu applauds loudly.

Bilz applauds.

You applaud warmly.

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

Sorlu nods encouragingly.

Leafiara applauds loudly.

Roelon smiles.

Ceilia applauds.

Perigourd folds his arms over his chest.

Bilz takes a bite of his gingerbread cookie.

Sorlu surreptitiously glances at Perigourd.

Sorlu confidently continues, "Together, as I have said since the start of my political career, there is nothing that we can't achieve. Let the world be reminded that none will step into our realm with tyrantical designs and do so with impunity. Not a Zeban, and most certainly not an Elven Nation. Even when there are those amongst us who fear that fight.."

Sorlu glances appraisingly around the room.

Gwynek glances around the room.

Sorlu silkily adds, "Trust in me, Icemule...I will show you the way..."

Sorlu grins slowly.

You nod approvingly at Sorlu.

Sorlu says, "Because of Ta'Vaalor's surrender, the trade route with Briarmoon Cove has once more found its way open for Icemule's merchants. Though one might make a case for holding a grudge, the discounted rates being offered by Briarmoon as a form of apology have already gone a long way towards repairing that relationship."

Zul Logoth Trade Contract

Sorlu says, "And with an eye towards the future, I do hope this relationship continues to repair itself, even as new relationships have begun to form. Of course I speak about the ongoing talks with Zul Logoth, which after many weeks of conversation have resulted in a finalized contract, of which I will read to you now."

Sorlu removes a silver mining pick-embossed paper from in his dark hematite overcoat.

Dendum nods eagerly.

Sorlu clears his throat.

You lean forward and rest your chin in your hand, a thoughtful expression on your face.

Queatus just arrived.

Sorlu recites:

   "Icemule/Zul Logoth Trade Agreement"

Leafiara tilts her head toward Sorlu, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Sorlu recites:

   "Agreement goes into effect Charlatos 1st, 5123.  Both parties agree to an initial term of 1 year ending on Charlatos 1st, 5124.  At the end of the term parties may agree to extend the agreement."

Perigourd grabs a robust dark maoral pipe from a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.

Perigourd frowns at a robust dark maoral pipe.

Perigourd tucks a robust dark maoral pipe into a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.

Sorlu recites:

   "Icemule herein known as IM.  Zul Logoth Trade Office herein known as ZL.  IM offers tobacco in exchange for slabs of invar from ZL.  Goods to be exchanged inside Icemule West Gate on the 1st Feastday each month.  Goods provided by both parties must be of equal value in silvers.  Goods provided by both parties must be free from damage, spoilage, or other conditions that would lower the value of those goods.  Both parties agree that goods are not cursed, haunted, or otherwise harmful to the general population.  IM agrees to protection for the exchange within its town walls.  ZL agrees to transport and protect goods to and from ZL and IM."

Sorlu recites:

   "This contract will not be modified without prior agreement by both parties.  Either party may cancel the contract at any time but must compensate the other with a silver value equaling the undelivered goods for the remainder of the term.  Should either party fail to deliver the goods agreed to in this contract, a sum of silvers equaling the value of the goods must be paid in their place for any exchange to occur.  Non-delivery or non-payment for 1 month nullifies the contract."

Dendum nods.

Adopting an agreeable expression, Dendum nods.

Sorlu put a silver mining pick-embossed paper in his dark hematite overcoat.

Sorlu nods once.

Queatus nods.

Teaberry says, "Sounds very good."

Roelon nods at Teaberry.

You nod in agreement.

Sorlu flashes a quick grin.

You say, "An excellent contract and opportunity."

Charges Against Opalina

Sorlu says, "As you see, Icemule, as always, moves forward. Though..."

Perigourd nods thoughtfully.

(Sorlu's grin slowly melts from his face, the expression left behind seeming much more hard and callous.)

Sorlu says, "There is the matter of, and I use this title only because the final judgement has yet to be passed... Councillor Opalina.."

Sorlu slowly empties his lungs.

Bilz stands up.

Sorlu says, "As many of you know, a vast amount of evidence has come forth which points directly at Councillor Opalina being responsible for passing government defense secrets directly to her contacts in Ta'Vaalor in the hope of winning their favor. Such crimes against Icemule can not be taken lightly, as they only serve to undermine what we together have built...especially when the one who has committed such treachery holds such a prominent position. A position meant, as I've always understood it, to be one of service to the people of THIS town."

Bilz just went south.

Leafiara frowns.

Roelon folds his arms over his chest.

Sorlu says, "Her accusers are many, and include both myself as well as Mayor Dabbings. To judge the merits of these accusations, Teaberry has agreed to oversee the adjudication of the case being brought against Councillor Opalina. At present, we have not yet scheduled the date for these proceedings, but until an outcome is reached, Councillor Opalina's voting power has been suspended."

Sorlu nods appreciatively at Teaberry.

Grand Lady Opalina just arrived.

Opalina pants.

Torgaben just arrived.

Teaberry nods.

Opalina asks, "Am I late?"

You nod approvingly at Teaberry.

Leafiara nods respectfully at Teaberry.

Dendum glances between Opalina and Sorlu.

Sorlu casually glances at Opalina.

Gwynek snickers.

Speaking to Opalina, Perigourd says, "Right on time, as it were."

Sorlu smiles.

Leafiara nods absently.

Teaberry says, "I think your timing is perfect."

Opalina says, "Good evening everyone."

Callayne bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

Roelon smiles.

Queatus nods to Opalina in greeting.

Roelon hugs Opalina, who wraps him in a warm embrace.

Rasson begins chuckling at Callayne!

Opalina exclaims, "It's wonderful ot see such wonderful faces!"

Opalina hugs Perigourd.

Opalina gives Callayne a friendly hug.

Opalina waves to Queatus.

Perigourd bows to Opalina.

Opalina hugs Roelon, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

You gaze in amusement at your surroundings.

Callayne nods to Opalina in greeting.

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

Opalina nods at Grutak.

Sorlu casually glances at Roelon.

Opalina turns to face Sorlu.

Opalina says, "Good evening Sorlu."

Grutak takes a moment to observe Opalina.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Sorlu nods perfunctorily at Opalina.

Opalina asks, "Now what is this?"

Speaking to Opalina, Sorlu says, "Good evening, Councillor Opalina."

Speaking to Opalina, Dendum informs, ""Council meeting."

Opalina asks, "Ohh?"

Dendum shrugs at Opalina.

Dendum says, "That is what was told."

Roelon nods slowly at Dendum.

Opalina exclaims, "Wonderful!"

Sorlu clears his throat.

Roelon's Vision

Sorlu says, "With that said, I now turn the floor over to the good Councillor Roelon..."

A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Falvicar.

Sorlu takes a few steps back.

Opalina asks, "OH?"

Falvicar grins at Roelon.

Falvicar moves to Opalina's side and they lace their fingers together.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

You listen carefully to Roelon.

Speaking to Sorlu, Callayne says, "Why don't we continue your .. err discussion."

Opalina says, "Yes Sorlu.. Continue."

Opalina smiles sweetly at sorlu

Roelon deeply says, "Unlike Councilor Sorlu here, ah am nae one known for mah skill of gab, but rather the kilt..."

Roelon glances at Sorlu.

Speaking to Callayne, Sorlu says, "There will be time for questions at the end, I assure you."

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "So the ladies say..."

Leafiara appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.

Callayne nods once.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Grutak!

Falvicar whispers something to Opalina.

Falvicar snickers at Opalina.

Sorlu turns an inquisitive ear toward Roelon.

Opalina agrees with Falvicar.

Roelon grins at Grutak.

Falvicar obviously doesn't realize you can see him scratching under his black and grey kilt.

Gwynek peers quizzically at Roelon.

Falvicar glances at Opalina and breaks out in a silly grin.

Rasson gags.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Falvicar.

Olgretien takes a drink from his strong black coffee.

Perigourd grabs a leaf-etched glass of deep amber Wildwood whiskey from a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Roelon deeply says, "As we might claim victory against one, ah am lead to beleve our peace is only brief."

Callayne tilts her head toward Roelon, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Sorlu cocks his head at Roelon.

Leafiara cocks her head.

Rasson whistles tunelessly to himself.

Arena Occultist Tikba just arrived.

Perigourd turns toward Tikba and renders a sharp hand salute.

Tikba smiles at Perigourd.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah am nae skillful as mah mother was in seeing what is to come, but through mah believe in Ronan, ah dream bits and pieces."

Tikba sits down.

Opalina nods.

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow in Roelon's direction.

You gaze with interest at Roelon.

Opalina agrees with Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "More so, the dream ah was given was more vivid then ah hae ever seen before."

Opalina says, "The Vaalorians have left us vulnerable in a time of dire need."

Opalina shakes her head.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah fear there is something greater out there."

Tikba appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Queatus.

Sorlu picks idly at a slender Nalfein-styled cane.

Queatus nods.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Roelon.

Opalina agrees with Roelon.

Sorlu surreptitiously glances at Opalina.

Roelon deeply says, "What ah saw was our land here dry and cracked, burned by ah light of blue..."

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Leafiara takes a moment to observe Roelon.

Sorlu squints at Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "The heat ah felt was intense and it seemed to bleed from our very ground."

You ponder the meaning of Roelon's existence.

Tikba looks thoughtfully at Roelon.

Lilanna tilts her head toward Roelon, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Roelon deeply says, "The abbey was in ruins...the surrounding burned by this blue light."

Roelon deeply says, "But it was the bodies...deformed."

Teaberry frowns.

Teaberry asks, "Deformed how, Roelon?"

Roelon deeply says, "Twisted and cracked like the earth itself."

Sorlu nods slowly at Roelon.

Opalina shudders.

Perigourd rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon deeply says, "And standing on top of them was ah man, the build of ah warior, looking down at me."

Teaberry asks, "Is this a vision of what will be or what may be?"

Speaking deeply to Teaberry, Roelon says, "Ah believe it is ah warning of what could be."

Teaberry nods at Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "It is why, in weeks time.."

Roelon glances at Falvicar.

Roelon deeply says, "Few of us will try to seek more information from Ronan."

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Perigourd looks rather relaxed.

Opalina gives Falvicar a loving gaze, and the two smile at each other widely.

Opalina praises Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "But that in itself is ah deadly thing. But ah feel the need it great."

Adopting an agreeable expression, Dendum nods at Roelon.

Speaking to Roelon, you ask, "What day and time will you attempt this risky endeavor?"

Roelon deeply says, "If what ah saw were to come to pass. Our town would lay in ruins."

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Speaking to Roelon, Sorlu asks, "I apologize for interrupting, but were you able to determine who this warrior was in your dream?"

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum informs, ""There will be time at end for questions."

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Dendum.

Dendum snickers.

Grutak grins at Dendum.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

You chuckle at Dendum.

Speaking deeply to Falvicar, Roelon asks, "Charlatos the 8th, ah believe?"

Leafiara chuckles.

Callayne attempts to hum a merry little tune.

Mohrgan just arrived.

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Tikba nods thoughtfully at Roelon.

Falvicar agrees with Roelon.

Rasson rubs Callayne tenderly.

Falvicar smiles at Mohrgan.

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "Around the hour of 9:30 as the elve would consider."

Roelon nods at Falvicar.

Roelon bows to Mohrgan.

Opalina curtsies to Mohrgan.

Mohrgan nods in greeting.

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Roelon deeply says, "But the dream was very much real. Ah felt the heat on mah skin as if it were burned."

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

Sorlu frowns at Roelon.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Opalina's shiver is barely noticeable, as if the cold barely bothers her.

Perigourd takes a drink from his amber Wildwood whiskey.

Roelon deeply says, "But ah am concerned of the man ah saw. Ah fear who it could of been."

Roelon nods slowly.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow in Roelon's direction.

Grutak glances at Roelon.

You say, "The art of seeing and dreams is a tricky one. Let us hope you are able to gain further insight into this dream given to you."

Roelon nods to you.

Opalina agrees with you.

Speaking to Roelon, Teaberry asks, "Zerroth?"

Opalina says, "Twisted earth blue flames twisted bodies.. sounds scarier than Zerroth."

Roelon nods at Opalina.

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Rasson snuggles Callayne, who responds by cradling an arm around him.

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Falvicar nods slowly.

Mohrgan raises an eyebrow.

Speaking deeply to you, Roelon says, "Ah believe Aliashyrah has something she wished to say."

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu turns to face you.

Sorlu turns an inquisitive ear toward you.

You take a deep breath.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

You stand back up.

Dendum turns an inquisitive ear toward you.

Leafiara tilts her head toward you, examining you intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Truefolk Homestead Advancement Treatise (THAT)

You say, "Well, that is a rather heavy and sobering moment to follow."

Tikba turns to face you.

You grin wryly.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

You say, "But I thank you for the opportunity to speak and perhaps I can offer some light in the shadow of that worrisome dream."

Suddenly, the air around Opalina is drawn toward her plumille houppelande.

Sorlu nods to you.

Mnar put a slate grey madrinol bone greatbow in his Dhe'nari scout cloak.

You warmly say, "As Councillor Sorlu has highlighted this evening, Icemule has experienced a momentous win and sent Ta'Vaalor slinking back over the spine."

Perigourd smirks.

You say, "While Icemule still has threats that she must face, both from outside and sadly from within, what I would like to propose has a more optimistic focus."

Sorlu smiles quietly to himself.

You smile.

Gwynek raises an eyebrow.

You say, "During the conflict with Ta'Vaalor, one of the points of contention was the question of borders."

Queatus nods.

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

You measuredly say, "The land which we call home is host to some of the most inhospitable environments and weather. Only the Truefolk were stalwart enough to brave into the glacier and carve out a living."

You smile quietly to yourself.

You say, "As Icemule has thrived, more have flocked to her gates to test their mettle and enjoy the warmth of her hospitality."

Opalina says, "Luckily They are a hardy people."

You playfully add, "And perhaps some of her gaming establishments and brawling."

You nod in agreement at Opalina.

Leafiara grins.

Sorlu grins.

Torgaben grunts in agreement.

Roelon grins.

Dendum raises his fist defiantly.

Opalina smiles at Dendum.

You say, "Unfortunately, this has led to some overcrowding within the walls, made even more obvious as those displaced by Zeban streamed into the city."

You brightly say, "However, it is my belief that we have before us an opportunity to solve two problems."

You say, "What I would like to propose is something I am calling the "Truefolk Homestead Advancement Treatise" or THAT."

Sorlu cocks his head at you.

Tikba gazes in amusement at you.

Dendum repeats, "That."

Queatus grins.

You nod once.

You say, "THAT would offer a plot of land in the unclaimed territories surrounding Icemule along with a few month's supply of food to those who embrace the Truefolk spirit and venture bravely to build a new life. Clovertooth Hall would be charged with drawing up the official deeds for these new plots, thus offering Icemule a chance to expand into the unclaimed territory, thereby lessening the overcrowding caused by the displaced currently finding shelter within her walls."

You reasonably observe, "As the Vaalorians have shown us by building the outpost in the mountains, it only takes a will and means to claim these lands. Who better than Icemule and the people loyal to her to do so?"

Sorlu nods to you.

Queatus nods.

Olgretien takes a drink from his strong black coffee.

You conclude, "While this is just my working idea, there is room to improve THAT and fine tune it to be a program that can help usher Icemule into a bright new future."

You say, "Thank you for listening to my idea."

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

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

Grutak glances at Sorlu.

Sorlu says, "I am already quite the fan of THAT plan."

Grutak nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

You chuckle.

Lilanna starts chortling.

Sorlu nods approvingly to you.

Queatus asks, "Offering a plot of land would imply ownership.... will Icemule declare it's borders?"

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Queatus, you say, "It would be a way for Icemule to expand her borders."

Opalina says, "Well As long as the lands being offered up are not already lands owned by farmers."

Speaking to Queatus, you say, "The precedent has been set by Ta'Vaalor."

Speaking to you, Sorlu says, "This is something that, of course, will need to be discussed further with Mayor Dabbings. But I believe you may have something here."

Queatus nods.

Dendum works his fingers under his leather hood and scratches his head.

Opalina says, "Quite a bit of the land around Icemule is owned and operated by Icemule farmers."

Speaking to Opalina, you say, "Of course. This would be for the lands currently unclaimed."

Questions and Comments

Queatus' Question

Queatus asks, "There is another issue.... the Turamzzyrian Empire has declared they have exclusive rights to all the lands around the Landing... which begs the question, where do those lands stop?"

Leafiara agrees with Queatus.

Grutak glances at Sorlu.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Queatus asks, "Where will THAT be allowed parcel lands?"

Dendum works his fingers under his leather hood and scratches his head.

Sorlu says, "I suppose that we are now entering the portion of the meeting where those assembled can ask questions. If you have one, might I encoruage you to raise your hand."

Queatus babbles something unintelligible.

Grutak raises his hand.

Queatus says, "Sorry."

Sorlu grins at Queatus.

Queatus sits down.

Opalina shrugs at Falvicar.

Speaking to Queatus, Sorlu says, "No need to be."

You say, "These are excellent questions and ones that still need some refining. However, it would seem that the empire recognizes that there are unclaimed lands surrounding Icemule."

Sorlu nods at Grutak.

You say, "It was Lady Malwind who mentioned them during court."

Grutak's Comments

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu asks, "You have a question, Commander?"

Dendum starts chortling.

Grutak says, "QUestion and statments."

Roelon nods slowly.

Sorlu nods once.

Falvicar sighs.

Opalina says, "I believe most lands around Icemule is claimed. .. maybe not recognized yet. But it's claimed."

Grutak says, "First, I would like it know that using the turn "Great Humilitation" is not a good idea."

Dendum nods to you.

Lilanna agrees with Grutak.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Grutak.

Grutak says, "And we should not let town our guard in regard to the withdraw of Vaalor."

Tikba looks thoughtfully at Grutak.

Opalina asks, "Wait' who's Humiliated?"

Grutak says, "DO not fall asleep and celebrate just yet."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lilanna nods.

Grutak says, "Secondly."

Mnar snickers.

Grutak says, "I was under the impression Lady Opalina was under house arrest. Perhaps I was wrong on that and misunderstood Mayor Dabbings."

Sorlu says, "Icemule will remain vigilant I agree, though I feel we are due a small amount of celebration after this victory."

Opalina says, "I am not under house arrest."

Speaking warningly to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Thread lightly."

Roelon deeply says, "She offered it, but the Mayor did nae accept, ah believe."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Opalina agrees with Roelon.

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Speaking helpfully to Grutak, you offer, "She is more under town arrest."

Speaking to Grutak, Sorlu says, "But as this time, Councillor Opalina's voting powers have been suspended until a decision is made on her guilt."

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "The Mayor said that if she attempts to flee or avoid the charges then he would banish her."

Lilanna nods to you.

Grutak says, "And third, in conjunction with THAT. I will be leading a party of scouts to the borders of the what is now being called the Northern Realm. I have been commissioned to lay out Markers to mark the border. I will be leaving in a month and am expected to return a month after that."

Opalina and Falvicar Objections

Speaking to Sorlu, Opalina says, "Actually that is not too as well."

Sorlu nods to you.

Opalina says, "I am still a councillor."

Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar says, "With all due respect, Mayor Dabbings has that power. Not you. And he did not suspend her powers."

Speaking firmly to Opalina, Sorlu says, "It most certainly is."

Speaking to Falvicar, Sorlu says, "He did not disagree with me."

Speaking to Sorlu, Opalina says, "Actually I am innocent until proven guilty."

Tikba's Question

Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar says, "He did not suspend her."

Tikba mildly murmurs, "How many members of the Council of Five are there tonight?"

Opalina says, "Three."

Opalina nods at Tikba.

Speaking to Opalina, Grutak says, "Two and one suspended."

Speaking to Tikba, Sorlu says, "Three are present, but only two are active members."

Opalina says, "I am not suspended."

Falvicar says, "Three are active."

Callayne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Falvicar folds his arms over his chest.

Speaking to Tikba, you say, "Two in good standing and one with some very heavy accusations, brought forth by the Mayor himself, against her."

Opalina and Falvicar Still Object

Opalina says, "I am under investigation."

Tikba nods politely.

Gwynek chuckles.

Dendum asks, "Well....good thing we are not having a vote yes?"

Tikba mildly says, "All is clear now, thank you."

Gwynek nods.

Rasson says, "You can be innocent but stripped of your power to make change for the time being, like suspending a bank acct or restricting travel while the investigation is going."

Falvicar says, "That doesn't automatically mean she is suspended less those words came out of the mayor's mouth - which it did not."

Opalina begins chuckling at Dendum!

Mohrgan folds his hands in his lap.

Roelon grins at Dendum.

You nod in agreement at Rasson.

Lilanna twiddles her thumbs.

Speaking to Opalina, Sorlu says, "Which is why your powers are suspended. This is not up for debate. Surely we will not let one being accused by the Mayor, at least one active Councillor, and several others cast votes that dictate the future of Icemule until such a time comes that you might clear your name."

Speaking to Opalina, Grutak says, "Dabbings was pretty clear you have no authority until after the trial."

You say, "It is a precautionary measure in cases such as these. I imagine Bakarus was not out voting and acting as Councillor while facing his trial."

Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar says, "Sorlu, you are not the mayor. Dabbings is. Dabbings did not suspend her power. Stop with your lies."

Dendum raises his hand.

Opalina says, "Im pretty sure I was in the same room as you two when he spoke."

Speaking to Falvicar, Sorlu says, "Then you may contact him to see if he is in agreement with me or not."

Sorlu nods at Falvicar.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Not sure why your talking, your necks on the line as much as your wifes is."

Perigourd gazes heavenward.

Gwynek raises his hand.

Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar says, "How about this - ask him next time for clarity. Til such a time, she is not suspended."

Falvicar says, "Don't put words into the mayor's mouth."

Falvicar smirks at Sorlu.

Sorlu looks over at Falvicar and shakes his head.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "To the more promising news you shared, I am pleased to hear that there is already some groundwork being done for THAT."

You smile.

Callayne folds her hands in her lap.

Speaking to Falvicar, Sorlu says, "I am not. I encoruage you to not rewrite history. I know you must defend your wife, but I must defend this town."

Sorlu nods at Falvicar.

Lilanna hums a sad little tune.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Not sure why you think you can threaten me or my neck for that matter."

Perigourd begins chuckling at Sorlu!

Lilanna asks, "So... we're done?"

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "If you can arrange for messengers to let my party know where settlements are sprining up we can move the markers as necessary."

Perigourd shakes his head.

Roelon deeply says, "Until then, let us nae turn against ourselves."

Sorlu asks, "Are there other questions?"

Speaking to Callayne, Rasson says, "We forgot popcorn."

Sorlu smiles politely.

Mnar grins at Rasson.

Gwynek stands up.

Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar says, "She is not suspended. You are not the mayor."

Interlocking his fingers above his head, Gwynek stretches slowly, extending his spine in a satisfying stretch.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "I'm not, the Mayor might depending on the outcome of your wifes trial. Keep up."

Sorlu turns away from Falvicar, ignoring him.

Perigourd's Question

Perigourd asks, "Will icemule be providing protection for these outlying expansions into the environs and taking responsibility for their safety as its intention is to increase her borders?"

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "You lay a finger on my wife, then I'll have your head."

Leafiara gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak asks, "Are you deaf or just stupid?"

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "I was gonna ask you the same thing."

Mnar leans forward.

Speaking to Perigourd, Opalina says, "In short yes."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "So we've clarified you aren't deaf."

Perigourd nods thoughtfully.

Roelon glances between Falvicar and Grutak.

Grutak winks at Roelon.

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "One can not expect any government to prevent any and all calamities...but we will surely support those who brave this expansion."

More Discussions on Opalina's Case

Teaberry says, "She may not be suspended, Falvicar, but I think that avoiding even the appearance of impropriety would be a good idea. Let her recuse herself from voting until after her trial is concluded."

Roelon deeply says, "Gentlemen. Another place and time, please."

Mnar glances at Roelon and pouts.

Lilanna raises an eyebrow in Sorlu's direction.

Roelon deeply says, "Least ah slap the pink kilt on the lot of ye."

Lilanna renews her songs.

Speaking to Teaberry, Falvicar says, "Then tell Sorlu that she is not suspended and he is not the mayor nor does he have the power to say she is suspended when she is not."

Roelon glances at his tartan hip-satchel.

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "I'm sober and having fun. WHo'd of thunk it."

Roelon grins.

Tikba gazes in amusement at Queatus.

Speaking to Teaberry, Falvicar says, "Less she is found guilty, she is not."

Falvicar nods firmly.

Speaking to Sorlu, Lilanna asks, "Meeting ajourned?"

Falvicar says, "Otherwise this is another mockery of justice."

Sorlu nods approvingly at Teaberry.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Teaberry isn't the mayor."

Olgretien stands up.

Sorlu smiles at Lilanna.

Dendum starts chortling.

Lilanna just opened a tightly woven fishnet satchel.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "Nor is Sorlu. Nor is you."

Roelon deeply says, "Talliver did ask Teaberry if she would be judge once again, however."

Roelon nods at Grutak.

Lilanna removes a small wicker basket from in her fishnet satchel.

Speaking to Lilanna, Sorlu says, "There might be those who have addiitional questions. We did cover quite a few topics tonight."

Olgretien whispers something to Perigourd.

Lilanna starts chortling.

Lilanna pours herself a bottle of black cherry whiskey.

Lilanna put a small wicker basket in her fishnet satchel.

Teaberry nods at Roelon.

Lilanna takes a drink from her black cherry whiskey.

Perigourd begins chuckling at Olgretien!

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Olgretien ponders.

Mnar notes, "As a disinterested party, I would say that it might be wise for a member under suspicion of wrongdoing to abstain from taking meaningful action as part of a body, in case, if they are later found guilty, all that body's actions might be called into question due to their participation."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "I just said that the Mayor is the one that suspended her. Sorlu said the Mayor is accusing her. And the Mayor chose Teaberry to act as Judge at her trial."

Grutak shrugs.

Olgretien nods at Perigourd.

Lilanna agrees with Mnar.

Teaberry nods at Mnar.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Seems the person you have a problem with is the Mayor."

Speaking to Mnar, Teaberry says, "Thank you."

Speaking to Sorlu, Lilanna says, "Nae sure anyone can be heard over tha ruckus."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak says, "Of course you if you want you can attempt to overthrow the mayor."

Sorlu says, "Mayor Dabbings, from his own mouth, did imply he had received evidence during his own investigation. I am sure more of this will come to light in the near future."

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak asks, "Is that what you want?"

Seaward Gutstorm just arrived.

Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Hey!"

Gutstorm belches drunkenly, a goofy smile plastered on his face.

Gutstorm grunts and hiccups, weaving slightly.

Lilanna begins chuckling at Gutstorm!

Roelon grins at Gutstorm.

Sorlu grins at Gutstorm.

Olgretien leans softly against Gutstorm.

Lilanna removes a small wicker basket from in her fishnet satchel.

Dendum whispers something to Gutstorm.

Callayne says, "Sounds like this meeting is over."

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar says, "The Mayor did not say she is suspended. Sorlu and the mayor are accusinng her and that is why there is a trial to which Teaberry is the judge. Erego she is not suspended as the mayor DID NOT suspend her. You saying that he did doesn't make it true."

Callayne stands up.

Grand Lady Opalina's group just went south.

Callayne dusts off her hands.

Lilanna put a bottle of black cherry whiskey in her storyweaver's cloak.

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "Your wise suggestion is proof to why you were chosen to act as judge."

Lilanna pours herself a bottle of black cherry whiskey.

Gutstorm ponders.

Lilanna put a small wicker basket in her fishnet satchel.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

You nod at Mnar.

Rasson stands up.

Lilanna offers Gutstorm a bottle of black cherry whiskey.

Sorlu smiles quietly to himself.

Mohrgan tilts his head up.

Gutstorm accepts Lilanna's black cherry whiskey.

Lilanna removes a bottle of black cherry whiskey from in her storyweaver's cloak.

Tikba glances south.

Gutstorm grunts at Lilanna his thanks.

Lilanna raises her black cherry whiskey in a toast!

Mohrgan closes his eyes for a moment.

Sorlu casually glances around the room.

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Callayne stifles a yawn.

Gutstorm raises his black cherry whiskey in a toast!

Grutak asks, "Afraid to answer my question or just gonna ignore it?"

Rasson agrees with Callayne.

Gwynek chuckles to himself.

A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Falvicar.

Gwynek just went south.

Gutstorm sits down.

Speaking to Falvicar, Grutak asks, "Afraid to answer my question or just gonna ignore it?"

Perigourd nods in greeting at Gutstorm.

Sorlu says, "If there are any other questions, I am quite willing to field them...as I'm sure my fellow Councillor Roelon is as well."

Gutstorm grunts at Perigourd happily, grinning.

Roelon nods.

Speaking to Grutak, Falvicar asks, "So you are deaf, stupid, rude, and blind?"

Callayne gazes heavenward.

Roelon gently rests his hand on Falvicar's shoulder.

Gutstorm blinks.

Leafiara gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Me shoulda got ere shooner."

Falvicar turns away from Grutak, ignoring him.

Speaking to Falvicar, you say, "You do your wife no favors by acting this way."

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Grutak asks, "I don't know as I've been any of that tonight. But it can be arranged if you like?"

You shake your head, totally at a loss.

Lilanna begins chuckling at Gutstorm!

Dendum's Question

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum inquires, ""The council seems to be growing smaller every month....will Icemule elect replacements?"

Tikba gazes in amusement at Dendum.

Ceilia nods in agreement at Gutstorm.

Gutstorm's spirits are no longer lifted.

Speaking to Gutstorm, Leafiara whispers aloud, "And people ask me why I got out of politics..."

Leafiara snickers.

Roelon grins at Leafiara.

Speaking lightly to Dendum, Tikba says, "Two remain. There is no hurry."

Callayne grins at Leafiara.

You chuckle at Tikba.

Speaking deeply to Leafiara, Olgretien says, "I never wunderd."

Speaking to Gutstorm, Lilanna says, "Ye came in time fer da show."

Speaking to you, Falvicar says, "Nor does Sorlu by lying nor does that idiot Grutak by lying. Dabbings did not suspend her. He only said she is under town arrest and under investigation."

Speaking to Tikba, Dendum exclaims, ""Maybe Three!"

Speaking deeply to Leafiara, Roelon says, "Perhaps ah warning to others."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking drunkenly to Leafiara, Gutstorm slurs, "Not nuff palm greashin."

Leafiara grins at Olgretien.

Falvicar says, "So stop the lies."

Gutstorm winks at Leafiara.

Falvicar smirks.

Tikba nods in agreement at Dendum.

Leafiara nods in agreement at Roelon.

Speaking to Dendum, Mnar says, "Eventually only one will remain, and they will be Lord of Icemule."

Grutak says, "Personally I think we should go to Martial Law. Put the new Marshal to work."

Grutak adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "That I am not sure of. The Mayor will need to decide how to best handle that situation. In the meanwhile, rest assured that I, and Councillor Roelon, are very much on top of things."

Even More Thoughts On Opalina

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Speaking deeply to Leafiara, Olgretien says, "Beleeve it or not, I seen werse."

Dendum nods once at Sorlu.

Speaking to Olgretien, Leafiara affirms, "Oh, I believe it."

Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Look fellersh, two girl fighting.....dat kinna hawt. two feller fight....not sho much."

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Tikba shakes her head at Gutstorm and clucks her tongue.

Looking at Gutstorm, Olgretien holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Mnar ponders.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Gutstorm.

Lilanna looks thoughtfully at Gutstorm.

Queatus grins.

Speaking to Falvicar, you say, "And that she has lost his trust, which seems a rather important qualification for a councilor. But as the wise Teaberry and others have suggested, if your wife wishes to act above suspicion, perhaps the best course of action would be for her to willingly relinquish her voting priviledges rather than for you to continue to fight the council that still is sitting and acting in good standing."

Rasson begins chuckling at Gutstorm!

Speaking to Gutstorm, Lilanna says, "We fight if ye insult me maps again."

Lilanna starts chortling.

Gutstorm wiggles his eyebrows at Lilanna.

Sorlu nods to you.

Lilanna takes a drink from her black cherry whiskey.

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "Techincally, it's the trust of the people that placed her there. Not Tallivers."

Tikba nods in agreement at Perigourd.

Perigourd says, "This is also why Talliver left it to the people to vote on Bakarus remaining."

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "A fair statement. Though that trust has been shaken as well."

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

Speaking to you, Falvicar says, "Perhaps stop trying to play with words then. She is not suspended. Under investigation and a trial - yes. In town arrest, yes. But did the mayor say she was suspended? No. Get your facts right and stop playing word and mind games on this. You'd be wise to tell Sorlu the same thing and get that dog of yours to stop spreading lies of my wife."

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Lilanna takes a drink from her black cherry whiskey.

Speaking deeply to Perigourd, Olgretien asks, "And the Mayor, he CAN remove a council member eh?"

Tikba says, "You must ask the people to vote again, so you may determine that."

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Callayne's group just went south.

Mohrgan tilts his head down.

Mohrgan steeples his fingers in his lap, quietly observing his surroundings.

After the Meeting

Roelon deeply says, "Ah believe this concludes the meeting."

Roelon folds his arms over his chest.

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Lilanna grins at Roelon.

Falvicar says, "Til Dabbings says otherwise, she is not suspended. Simple as that."

Sorlu smiles politely.

Lilanna says, "Thank Charl."

Teaberry sighs.

Falvicar folds his arms over his chest.

Speaking to Olgretien, Perigourd says, "He had every reason to do so with Bakarus, but left it with the voters."

Speaking to Olgretien, Grutak asks, "Dunno about that. I think though if she's in prison or beheaded that sorta negates the fact?"

Leafiara grins at Lilanna.

Olgretien nods at Perigourd.

Speaking to Olgretien, Perigourd says, "I expect he does have the power though."

Olgretien agrees with Perigourd.

Lilanna just licked Leafiara!

Falvicar smirks.

Leafiara chuckles.

Dendum stands up.

Dendum looks around the room before placing his right hand over his heart and bending slightly at the waist in a short, but respectful, bow as he prepares to leave.

Mnar clears his throat.

Speaking deeply to Sorlu, Olgretien says, "Mayhaps we can hav Talliver clairfy this? In public."

Tikba stands up.

Dendum says, "Was interesting hearing about this and THAT."

Gutstorm sniffs at Leafiara.

Falvicar slowly empties his lungs.

Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Ye not shmell like cookiesh."

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Ceilia's eyes crinkle slightly at the edges.

Falvicar hugs Roelon.

Grutak grins at Dendum.

Falvicar turns to face Mohrgan.

Gutstorm works his fingers under his dancing flame crown and scratches his head.

Falvicar gives Mohrgan a friendly hug.

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "While Bakarus was under investigationa and going through his trial, I do not recall him being allowed to exercise any of the powers granted to him by his position."

Olgretien deeply says, "THAT sounds like a werthy project."

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Sorlu nods at Olgretien.

Speaking to Olgretien, Sorlu says, "If it is needed, I'm sure it can be managed."

Mohrgan glances at Falvicar.

Speaking to Sorlu, Perigourd says, "As far as I know, he took know voting action."

Perigourd says, "No, rather."

Sorlu agrees with Perigourd.

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar notes, "Again, as a disinterested party, I wouldn't normally joke about someone sitting in the same room as me being beheaded in the same conversation in which we've discussed her trial."

Falvicar sighs.

Mnar says, "Muchless when her loved ones are present."

Dendum removes a compact copper pot still from in his lacquered hip-satchel.

Queatus stands up.

Dendum shows Gutstorm his copper pot still.

Dendum plops a compact copper pot still into a large compartment inside the grey leather case.

Mnar says, "But they say Icemule is a cold place."

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak asks, "How else do you treat convicted traitors?"

You smile at Dendum.

Speaking deeply to Sorlu, Olgretien says, "For thos wut wernt at the meetin wher alla dis was said. Since seems a disout amungst them wut was."

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar asks, "I would wait for their conviction?"

Speaking to Dendum, you say, "I have been thinking on THAT for quite some time and it finally felt the appropriate time to present it." Dendum nods to you.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak asks, "Well I was precluding that. I stated that the Mayor wouldn't need to remove her from office if she was in prison or beheaded. maybe I wasn't clear?"

Speaking to Olgretien, Sorlu says, "I believe it should almost go without saying, but I will petition the mayor to provide further confirmation."

Sorlu nods at Olgretien.

Grutak says, "It was more about the Mayors ability not her actual sentencing."

Speaking deeply to you, Olgretien says, "Thers lad near de Northern Fortres, close by and safe."

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar asks, "So this was an unrelated beheading?"

Grutak ponders.

Lilanna takes a drink from her black cherry whiskey.

Lilanna takes a drink from her black cherry whiskey.

Speaking to you, Dendum says, ""One must be careful to avoid invasion of settlers though."

Mnar asks, "Just... out of the blue, as it were?"

Falvicar nods at Roelon.

Roelon nods at Falvicar.

Olgretien deeply says, "I can't go without sayin, it needs to be said, publicly."

Pale, swirling mist begins to billow out from nothingness before you, and quickly coalesces into a small orb of shifting essence. Suddenly, the orb expands and forms an elliptical portal of swirling blues and blacks, its edges shrouded in dancing blue-white mist.

Falvicar steps into the swirling mist.

The swirling portal shimmers slightly, the haze within its glowing outline growing opaque as it contracts to a pinpoint of blue-grey mist and vanishes.

Perigourd chuckles.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak asks, "Well no, yes?"

Grutak chuckles.

Sorlu says, "I believe it was. It's just being challenged now."

Sorlu nods at Olgretien.

Olgretien nods at Sorlu.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak asks, "Would it be better if I said it was Roelon we were beheading?"

Roelon folds his arms over his chest.

Roelon deeply says, "At least ye nae aimin' fir the kilt."

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar says, "Again, I wouldn't suggest it as a plausible or desired outcome, especially if his loved ones were here."

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "Just using ya as an example."

Roelon grins.

Speaking lightly to Grutak, you suggest, "Perhaps you abandon the beheading conversation as it is not adding to the discussion at hand presently."

Speaking to Roelon, Grutak says, "That's cause it's a smaller target than yer neck."

Grutak winks at Roelon.

Tikba gazes in amusement at her surroundings.

Sorlu chuckles.

Lilanna starts chortling.

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "Talkin about Roelons kilt now..."

Speaking deeply to Grutak, Roelon says, "Ah rest easily knowin' mah neck is quite large then."

Grutak says, "It's all the rage."

Roelon nods at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar asks, "May I ask a hypothetical question?"

Roelon grins at Grutak.

Roelon nods at Mohrgan.

Speaking deeply to Perigourd, Olgretien says, "Give Missoni a hug fer me."

Queatus waves.

Tikba grins wryly at Roelon.

Mohrgan nods at Roelon.

Perigourd nods at Olgretien.

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

Mohrgan joins Roelon's group.

Perigourd bows deeply at the waist, honoring Olgretien.

You playfully tease, "Then we have truly departed from formal business."

You flash a quick grin at Roelon.

Queatus just went south.

Speaking to Olgretien, Perigourd says, "Stay safe old friend."

Olgretien strides away moving south.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "Love'em fire away."

Mnar nods respectfully at Grutak.

Mohrgan struggles to stand, but fails.

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar asks, "What was the last thing you apologized for?"

Roelon deeply says, "Allow me to help."

Roelon pulls Mohrgan to his feet.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Mnar!

Mohrgan nods appreciatively.

Roelon heavily pounds both his fists against his chest and bows his head slightly.

Lilanna tilts her head toward Grutak, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Grutak says, "That would be to Lady Aliashyrah for accidently trying to kill her on a ship."

Teaberry stands up.

Leafiara gazes in amusement at her surroundings.

Grutak ponders.

Sorlu laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Lilanna laughs!

Mnar nods respectfully at Grutak.

Teaberry says, "Good night, everyone."

Mnar says, "A worthwhile thing to apologize for."

Roelon deeply says, "Ah leave ye all to continue ...though ye mae wish ale or aid of ah healer if it does it seems."

Lilanna waves to Teaberry.

Roelon chuckles.

Lilanna stands up.

Arena Contender Roelon just moved quietly south, with his group following closely.

Arena Occultist Tikba just went south.

Lilanna says, "Is about tha time."

Lilanna nods.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I appologize alot to the ladies."

Perigourd waves to Teaberry.

You stand back up.

Lilanna raises her black cherry whiskey in a toast!

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

Teaberry says, "I recommend ale."

Lilanna just went south.

Defender of Mist Harbor Teaberry just went south.

Mnar nods at Grutak.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "Not so much to foriengers and buttheads."

Mnar smiles.

Perigourd says, "Yes, those foreigners with their plinite and airship engineering."

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I am wrong... so I applogize..."

Perigourd says, "They do live to vex."

Perigourd chuckles.

Gutstorm takes a drink from his black cherry whiskey.

Perigourd says, "Fair eve all."

Grutak says, "I think the last time I appologized was to the Vaalorian womant hat got beaten."

Perigourd just went south.

Mnar asks, "You don't like it when people stick their noses in foreign business?"

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I think it's hypocritical of'em."

Grutak says, "And I don't tolerate hypocrites too well."

Mnar holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Sorlu nods approvingly at Grutak.

Mnar asks, "Some matters extend across borders, though, do they not?"

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I made a stand, became a citizen of Icemule and I fight for it with unswerving loyalty."

Gutstorm stands up.

Grutak says, "Icemule, first, last and middle."

Gutstorm put a bottle of black cherry whiskey in his traveller's cloak.

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Mnar nods slowly.

Grutak says, "Some that come here have loyalties elsewhere."

Grutak says, "And want to muddle in our affairs. Treat our people as if they rule here."

Mnar says, "Icemule must have done something truly spectacular to earn your undiluted loyalty."

Grutak says, "Or that we must follow their "saged" advice."

Grutak smiles at Mnar.

Grutak says, "It did."

Speaking quietly to Sorlu, Ceilia asks, "Councilor, a word?"

Grutak says, "But that is private between Her and I."

Mnar nods respectfully at Grutak.

Sorlu nods at Ceilia.

Leafiara stands up.

Raising his arms slightly, Torgaben arches his back and gently lets his head rock back.

Ceilia walks toward Sorlu.

Grutak says, "I don't go to the Landing and get in their politics."

Grutak says, "I don't go to Vaalor other than in regard to Icemule business."

Sorlu whispers something to Ceilia.

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Mnar nods at Grutak.

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Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "Further..."

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Mnar raises an eyebrow.

Ceilia whispers something to Sorlu.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "If a foriegner comes here and is respectful and cordial, I will extend the same."

Mnar nods.

Mnar says, "Very courteous. Hospitality is a virtue."

Grutak agrees with Mnar.

Ceilia surreptitiously glances at Grutak.

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I don't tolerate hypocrisy, even among my troopers."

Speaking to Sorlu, you say, "This was an excellent turnout, Councillor."

Grutak turns to face Ceilia.

Leafiara grins.

Mnar says, "Most people I've known can be talked out of their hypocricy, if their eyes can be opened to it."

You say, "Though there were some rough points, I believe it was a good council meeting with many promising points."

Sorlu smiles at you.

Grutak glances at Ceilia and rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ceilia nods respectfully at Grutak.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "IF... and that's a big if."

Speaking to you, Sorlu says, "It is good to see so much attention being given to the matters that affect us all."

Speaking to Ceilia, Grutak asks, "May I help you?"

Mnar says, "Well, that is the task of the rest of us, is it not? They can't talk themselves out of it."

You smile.

You nod.

You say, "It was lovely to see you all. Please excuse me for now."

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

Speaking casually to Grutak, Ceilia says, "At some future time, I'd like it if you would."

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "I don't talk anyone into or out of anything. My job is to lead troops into battle."

Ceilia's eyes wrinkle at the edges in mirth.

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Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "My job is to kill maim destroy and desolate my enemies."

Speaking mournfully to Grutak, Mnar exclaims, "Ah, but then you are leaving people to wallow in their hypocricy!"

Leafiara muses, "I suppose I should be off, myself. Do take care, all."

Ceilia waves to Leafiara.

Speaking to Ceilia, Grutak says, "If you have time I have time. Up to you."

Leafiara amiably adds, "And it's always a pleasure to see Icemule so well run."

Leafiara grins.

Mnar grins.

Leafiara raises an open palm to her mouth, purses her lips, and blows a gentle kiss into the air.

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

Leafiara waves.

Mnar says, "A model of governance."

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Leafiara agrees with Mnar.

Leafiara chuckles.

Leafiara winks.

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Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "Governance is for politicians."

Sorlu grins.

Grutak says, "I'm a fan of the sword."

Grutak joins Ceilia's group.

Grutak adopts an agreeable expression.

Ceilia is admiring Grutak.

Arranging his face into a formal expression, Dendum gives a respectful bow to you, one hand going to his leather hood to keep it in place.

Mnar says, "Icemule is fortunate to have you in her service, then."

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum says, ""Freedom in the North."

Speaking to Ceilia, Grutak says, "A tavern with beer or ale would be best."

Grutak says, "And stop by the bank, I'll buy."

Sorlu agrees with Dendum.

Speaking jovially to Grutak, Ceilia says, "My you're large."

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "That is...inevitable."

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Grutak grins at Ceilia.

Adopting an agreeable expression, Dendum nods.

Speaking to Ceilia, Grutak says, "Not the first time I've heard that."

Grutak winks at Ceilia.

Ceilia bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

Sorlu smiles.

Sorlu shakes his head, totally at a loss.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Grutak.

Speaking quietly to Sorlu, Ceilia says, "Thank you, Councilor. I hope you'll find this interesting."

Sorlu politely says, "If you all will excuse me. Though if I am needed, please do not hesitate to reach out to me..."

Speaking to Ceilia, Sorlu says, "I already do."

Sorlu grins at Ceilia.

Speaking to Mnar, Grutak says, "You are welcome here anytime. I like your style."

Sorlu offers a polite nod, touching two fingers against his forehead in a brief salute as he tucks his opposite hand into the bloodjewel-fastened pocket of his obsidian waistcoat.

Ceilia's eyes crinkle upward at the edges, though the rest of her face is concealed by the folds of her cowl.

Mnar smiles.

Ceilia turns to face Grutak.

Grutak glances at Ceilia.

Planting the tip of the Nalfein-styled cane on the ground, Sorlu gives it a quick spin.

Speaking to Grutak, Mnar says, "It's more a summer retreat for me, but always happy to visit."