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The Winter War (storyline)/2022-12-10 - Icemule: Councillor Sorlu Jae'kym Nalfein - Ta'Vaalor Delegation Interviews (log)

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'''[Ancient Keep, Office - 24459]'''

'''Long, twisting veins of mithril and rhimar entwine around each other across the circular room's ceiling. Several rectangular cubbyholes line the walls, each containing an intricately carved ice sculpture within. Presiding over the center of the office is a large mahogany chair cushioned with rich leather, with an elegant mahogany desk behind it. Framed with etched rhimar, an oak-bound door leads back out.'''

'''Obvious exits: none'''
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== Elliathe ==

'''''You see Lady Elliathe the Voln Master.'''''

'''''She appears to be a Half-Elf from Hendor.'''''

'''''She is short. She appears to be youthful. She has thick-lashed violet eyes and alabaster skin. She has waist length, ringleted blue-black hair wrapped in an intricately looping pattern around a pair of crossed rib bones tied with sinew. She has a delicate face, a small nose and slightly pointed ears.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''She is wearing a shadowy black wraithaline medallion carved with runes, a jute-strung pallid avian skull with a wire-bound beak, a ruby-strung chain sporting a Liabo white moon pendant, a flowing stygian robe trimmed with various bones, a mithril Twilight Hall pin, a sable-framed stygian velvet houppelande spilling into a train of weblike onyx satin over a ruby flyrsilk petticoat hemmed with embroidered acantha leaves with a soft white lawn chemise underneath, a bloom-laden faenor vine wristlet set with crimson-swept orange crystal thorns, a sun-etched gold ring, an avian skull-clasped bag draped in layers of raw black silk, a thin black leather wand belt with a trio of scrimshaw buckles, an elagant ruby flyrsilk pouch adorned in sovyn clove trinkets, some pale silk stockings wrapped in black velvet vines under some deep black narrow-toed boots, and a smooth supple leather bodysuit with two silver eight-pointed stars on the collar.'''''

Lady Elliathe just came through a heavy oak-bound door.

Elliathe gathers the wide skirts of her stygian velvet houppelande in her hands and drops into a low curtsy while maintaining impeccable posture and grace.

You grin at Elliathe.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Elliathe with a short, courteous bow.

You greet, "Always a pleasure to see you."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

Speaking warmly to you, Elliathe says, "Likewise, M'Lord."

You smile.

Speaking casually to Elliathe, you say, "I hoped to ask you a few questions tonight."

Elliathe adopts an agreeable expression.

Elliathe nods to you.

You say, "The same questions I will ask the others. I have five in total...though none of them are very tricky."

Elliathe informs, "I already had the occasion to speak with Councilor Opalina."

You smile.

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

Elliathe smiles.

You say, "Councillor Opalina has been quite active as of late. She inspires me with her energy."

You chuckle.

Elliathe nods to you.

Elliathe cocks her head at you.

You say, "But let me not waste too much of your time. If you are ready, we can begin.."

You say, "And of course, take as long as you need to answer."

Elliathe says, "Of course M'lord."

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Elliathe ponders.

(Elliathe seems to take a moment to think through her answer, a thoughtful expression etched across her features. "I believe my reasons are two-fold,
M'Lord.")

You nod slowly at Elliathe.

Speaking to you, Elliathe asserts, "On the first hand is my very nature. While I know there are many Empaths that are not of the service bent, which is admirable, that streak of wanting to put myself into the helpful service of others runs strong in me."

You smile at Elliathe.

(Elliathe holds up two fingers now, "Secondly is the safe and free haven this town as offered me.")

Elliathe nods once.

You nod.

You say, "Very good."

Elliathe says, "Coming as I do, from Hendor, and having lived most of my life under the yoke of the Edict, freedom and self-determination are important to me. As they are to this town."

Elliathe smiles at you.

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You say, "Indeed they are."

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

You say, "So then, to my second question..."

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Elliathe slowly empties her lungs.

Elliathe cocks her head at you.

You gaze with interest at Elliathe.

Speaking calmly to you, Elliathe says, ""I understand the way in which the blood flows hot in this town. We are a passionate people, but unfortunately for some, they are unable to temper this hot-headedness. Again I point to my history. Living beneath the Edict in the family of a prominent merchant, it was imperative that no matter how hot my feelings ran, I needed to keep my cool. I feel that is needed in this situation."

Elliathe says, "We wish to avert war if at all possible."

You grin slowly.

You say, "That is what I’ve heard."

You nod.

Elliathe shakes her head.

Elliathe frowns.

Elliathe says, "We're potentially sandwiched between two Empires, which is not a good state of play,"

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Elliathe furrows her brow.

You say, "Yeah, the pressure from both is creating quite a bit of friction..."

You say, "Which leads perfectly into my third question for you..."

Elliathe says, "Especially since some of the denizens of the Glatoph have joined Gnul's forces."

You apologetically say, "Unless you hadn't finished with your previous answer."

You smile.

You nod slowly at Elliathe.

Elliathe says, "Oh, no I am done, forgive me for prattling on."

Elliathe blushes a soft apricot shade at you.

You say, "Yes, I heard that same thing last night. I do need to gather information regarding what is happening in the south, but that will need to wait for another evening..."

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

You grin at Elliathe.

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

You say, "You speak with eloquence, you do not prattle."

Elliathe says, "Well when the time comes, I have kept myself abreast."

You say, "My third question then..."

You nod at Elliathe.

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Elliathe slowly empties her lungs.

Elliathe says, "That is a very difficult question to answer."

You nod slowly.

Elliathe narrows her eyes.

Speaking to you, Elliathe asserts, ""Truthfully, what *my* ultimate outcome is matters little. I am no Councilor of this town. I would firstly follow the will of the Council and Mayor in what we wish to achieve. Personally though?"

You nod at Elliathe.

Elliathe paces back and forth.

Elliathe says, "Personally I hope that we can achieve the 'best case scenario' of having our sovereignty entirely preserved. However, there is such a thing as incremental results. First increment would be allowing trade once again with Briar Moon. Secondly?."

(Elliathe begins to count off various achievable points.)

Elliathe says, "Would be no airships passing directly over our town. The third point would be assurances that no foreign troops will be within the borders of our town. And we would work down the list from there."

You smile at Elliathe.

You nod.

You say, "Very good."

Elliathe informs, "After all, Diplomacy is the Art of the Possible. It is better to come back with *something* than nothing at all."

You say, "This is always the truth."

You nod at Elliathe.

You say, "My next question can be answered with a simple yes or no, but you are welcome to expound upon it."

Speaking to you, Elliathe says, "But again this is just my take and my personal feelings. Ultimately it is up to the adminstration and care of our Mayor and Council to outline what those incremental points are."

You bite your lip.

You nod.

Speaking to Elliathe, you say, "Perhaps I should allow you to tell me when you have finished answering the question."

You chuckle to yourself.

Elliathe says, "Oh no, I am finished."

Elliathe nods to you.

Elliathe says, "Forgive me."

Elliathe blushes a soft apricot shade at you.

You flash a wide grin.

You say, "There is no need."

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Elliathe slowly empties her lungs.

Speaking honestly to you, Elliathe says, "I have left my opinion on such matters to be shaped by the opinions of people I respect? As I was not here to witness these events, and having only heard bits and pieces, I cannot fully form an opinion. *However* from my understanding this all occurred because of perceived rudeness. If that is truly the case, then this was quite an overreactive judgement rendered upon our town for a mere slight. I hope that makes any sort of sense."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "It makes perfect sense."

Elliathe wonders, "I will definitely need to do more research into the exact occurance if I am chosen."

Elliathe nods to you.

You say, "And now...you have survived the roughest of my questions."

You flash a wide grin.

You ask, "Shall we tackle the last?"

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

Elliathe ponders.

Elliathe raises an eyebrow in your direction.

You cock your head at Elliathe.

You smile.

Speaking amusedly to you, Elliathe informs, "This is oddly the most difficult question!"

You say, "There is that possibility."

You nod slowly.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Speaking to Elliathe, you say, "Simply speak from your heart."

(Elliathe seems to consider this for a long moment before finally answering, "My my spirit see us to Freedom. May my Lady," here, Elliathe reaches up to run her fingers across one of the silver eight-pointed stars embossed into the collar of her bodysuit, "Grant that I am avenged.")

(Elliathe seems to consider this for a long moment before finally answering, "May my spirit see us to Freedom. May my Lady," here, Elliathe reaches up to run her fingers across one of the silver eight-pointed stars embossed into the collar of her bodysuit, "Grant that I am avenged.")

You smile at Elliathe.

Elliathe nods to you.

You approvingly say, "These are fine words."

You smile at Elliathe.

Speaking to Elliathe, you ask, "Not so difficult, right?"

You say, "I suspect King Qalinor will be much more difficult than I."

Elliathe says, "Likely it will be more of a gurgle, but yes. As an Empath... one accepts the possibility of death every day. We're familiar with it."

Elliathe smiles at you.

You chuckle.

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

Elliathe says, "Indeed he likely will be."

You say, "Let us hope it doesn't come to that end."

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

Speaking to you, Elliathe agrees, "Indeed."

Speaking to Elliathe, you say, "I will take what you told me tonight, and share it amongst the Council as well. We have quite a decision to make soon.."

Speaking to Elliathe, you say, "And I find your answers tonight to be quite strong."

Elliathe beams happily at you!

Speaking gratefully to you, Elliathe says, "Thank ye M'Lord. It gives me great pleasure to hear that."

Speaking to Elliathe, you say, "I will not keep you. I know there is a crowning to get to soon. But I wish to thank you for taking this time to meet with me, on behalf of the Council, and all of Icemule."

Elliathe nods in agreement to you.

Elliathe smiles at you.

You stand back up.

You bow to Elliathe.

Elliathe exclaims, "Thank ye very much for your consideration, M'Lord!"

Elliathe gathers the wide skirts of her stygian velvet houppelande in her hands and drops into a low curtsy while maintaining impeccable posture and grace.

You say, "My pleasure."

You smile at Elliathe.

Elliathe exclaims, "And now? To the festivities!"

Elliathe nods to you.

Elliathe lets out a cheer!

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You exclaim, "Let the fun begin!"

You flash a wide grin.

Elliathe exclaims, "Indeed!"

Elliathe waves to you.

You wave.

Lady Elliathe just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

== Teaberry ==

'''''You see Defender of Mist Harbor Teaberry Wildroot the Magician.'''''

'''''She appears to be a Paradis Halfling.'''''

'''''She is average height. She appears to be young and untried. She has a shimmer of gold on her eyelids, sparkling pink albino eyes and creamy white skin. She has shoulder length, glossy pale green hair adorned with a cascade of silver leaf skeletons along an intricate circle braid. She has a cherubic face, a pert, daintily upturned nose and a dimpled chin. A soft grey penguin feather quill tipped with a gold-leafed silver nib is tucked behind her ear.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''She is holding a copper wire-wrapped mesille scepter in her right hand.'''''

'''''She is wearing a peaked purple wizard's hat, a rose-inlaid ruby heart medallion, a deep blue hooded cloak clasped with a silver crescent moon, a mithril Twilight Hall pin, a silver spiral brooch set with a star ruby and engraved with the letters ''WW'', a diamond inset wolf-shaped pin, some exquisite satin gloves, an elegant sanguine harness slung over her shoulder, a rich purple woolen backpack, some tooled spiked full leather, a pale violet tunic embroidered with celadon dragonflies, a driftwood and leather band, a sapphire-inset rose gold ring encircled by white gold, a polished gold ring, a suede-tied dark vanilla silk pouch, a baby blue kilt, and some royal blue tanned walrus leather thigh-boots lined with rabbit fur.'''''

You smile at Teaberry.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Teaberry lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before you.

You greet, "Good evening."

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Teaberry with a short, courteous bow.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Teaberry says, "Good evening. Thank you for the directions."

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "I won't keep you long, I know there are many festivities tonight."

You smile at Teaberry.

Teaberry smiles.

Teaberry says, "Thank you."

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "As you were one wishing to explore the option of joining the delegation, I have for you five questions...the same I will be asking to each."

You say, "Take as little time, or as much, as you wish with each."

Teaberry asks, "All right. What would you like to know?"

You smile.

You say, "I'll begin with the first...."

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Teaberry says, "I want to go because--well, there's a lot of dissent Not everyone seems to agree on what should be done. I want to go because I know I'll try to be fair. And I'll try to listen to everyone and see what can be done."

You nod.

You say, "A noble intention indeed."

Teaberry says, "And I don't think that you were wrong to voice your opinion in private. I'm sorry it became public."

You smile.

You say, "Most kind of you to say that. It is quite unfortunate it has leaked, as it has."

Teaberry nods.

Speaking to Teaberry, you ask, "Do you have more to add, or are you ready for the next?"

Teaberry says, "I'm ready for the next, sir."

You say, "I ask, because I had a habit of cutting off another earlier."

You chuckle to yourself.

You nod at Teaberry.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Teaberry says, "I don't. I feel that the Council should choose the best for the job, whether that's me or not. And I wish the delegates well, whoever is chosen. But as to what I can bring to this--a focus on fairness, an eye for detail, a knack for getting people to talk to me, a willingness to listen, and no animosity toward anyone. I want everyone to get along, if possible."

You smile at Teaberry.

You say, "A very diplomatic answer...impressive."

You nod once.

You say, "We shall move to the next question...and with its answer, be over halfway done."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Teaberry says, "Thank you for your patience. I know that I am taking a fair amount of time to think over my answers."

You say, "No no, take as long as you wish. I am in no hurry."

You smile.

Teaberry says, "A reasonable outcome--well, I'd like to talk things over with Briarmoon Cove and see if we could establish a treaty with them that wouldn't interfere with the one between Ta'Vaalor and Briarmoon. They're closer to us geographically, so it might be a good idea to be closer to them economically. I'd also like to renegotiate some portions of the existing treaty between us and Ta'Vaalor. Treaties are amended all the time, after all. Mostly, I would like to get rid of the bad feeling between our town and Ta'Vaalor. Anger and fear aren't good for either side."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "Indeed...they are both quite destructive emotions."

Teaberry says, "Which...mostly will involve listening, I think. Listening to what's being said and what isn't."

Teaberry says, "People don't always talk about what's really wrong. Especially if their pride has been wounded, and that's happened on both sides."

Teaberry sighs.

You nod slowly.

You say, "And that sort of wound is perhaps the hardest to heal."

Teaberry nods to you.

Teaberry says, "It is, unfortunately."

You say, "My next question, it is a simple question. A yes, or no, will do. But of course, you may expound on that, should you wish."

Teaberry nods.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Teaberry says, "No. You're not the entire Icemulian government, and your opinion was intended to be private. I see Vaalor as lashing out in injured pride, and having taken that position, not really knowing how to back away from it. Not to mention that Vaalorians have a tradition of not retreating even when it's practical to do so. And...well, countries don't like admitting to having screwed up. They think it makes them appear weak. I think it makes them appear like people."

You grin at Teaberry.

You say, "Indeed. And I think you sum up the Vaalorians quite well."

You chuckle to yourself.

You say, "And with that, we are brought to the final question I wish to present...an easy one, perhaps."

Teaberry nods.

Teaberry smiles.

Teaberry says, "Ask away."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Teaberry.

Teaberry says, "That would not be my expectation, but if it happened--'I would say to change the battlefield. Not to fight them on the turf of warfare--our population is too small for that--but to switch the battleground to somewhere where we can win. Trade. Transportation. Lore. And use those wins to make Icemule stronger. Above all, try to get along. It will drive the Claw of Andelas crazy."

Teaberry grins wickedly.

You grin slowly at Teaberry.

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "I must admit, I wasn't expecting that response. Very impressive."

You nod at Teaberry.

Teaberry says, "Thank you."

You smile at Teaberry.

Teaberry says, "And thank you for taking the time to interview me on such a hectic day. I appreciate it."

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "I will keep you no longer. Thank you for humoring me this night. You have provided great insight that I'm sure the Council will appreciate."

You smile at Teaberry.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Teaberry lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before you.

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "You are quite welcome."

You offer a polite nod, touching two fingers against your forehead in a brief salute as you tuck your opposite hand into the bloodjewel-fastened pocket of your obsidian waistcoat.

Teaberry waves.

You wave.

Defender of Mist Harbor Teaberry just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

== Missoni ==

'''''You see Missoni Sabretache Faendryl the Cultivator of the Shrieking Root.'''''

'''''She appears to be a Dark Elf.'''''

'''''She is shorter than average and has a fragile, slender frame. She appears to have come of age. She has long-lashed chimerical viridian eyes and richly toned, olive brown skin. She has waist-length, glossy black hair with a subtle cobalt sheen that is sharply contrasted by a snow-white blaze curling down the right side of her face. She has a pinched face, a sharp and severe nose and a prominent collarbone marked by a tiny mole. Her pointed chin and delicate bone structure contribute to the waifish appearance of her visage.
She has an oval blood red eye tattoo on her neck, some inked whorls of mist on her arm, an eight-tined star tattooed in lapis ink on the top of her right hand, and a winged lark-shaped mark on her leg.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''A slowly rotating ring of sigils encircles each of her hands, scribed on the air in glittery prismatic energy.'''''

'''''She is holding a spiralled lor staff wound around a polychromatic vaelfyren core in her right hand.'''''

'''''She is wearing a gold-sheened ebon brocatelle tricorn adorned with a cloudy sea glass bauble, a cropped black suede jacket, a scoop-neck malachite silk blouse bound with a gilt plumille underbust corset, a lor signet ring, some dark suede slim-legged pants, and some corbeau sheepskin suede knee-boots buttoned with glazed alder squares.'''''

'''''Schools of golden-brown fishcakes swim across her body, maneuvering then dissipating in waves of mist.'''''

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Missoni flounces through a heavy oak-bound door amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

You smile at Missoni.

Missoni smiles.

An inlaid leather grimoire drifts in looking for its owner.

A yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake with glossy holly leaves sticking out of her head toddles into the area and up to Missoni.

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Missoni with a short, courteous bow.

Missoni curtsies to you.

Missoni cheerfully greets, "Fair eve."

Speaking politely to Missoni, you say, "Thank you for meeting with me tonight."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Speaking to you, Missoni says, "Of course."

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "I understand you have an interest in joining the delegation..."

Missoni nods to you.

You say, "And because of that, I wish to ask you just a few questions."

Missoni confirms, "I do."

Missoni adopts an agreeable expression.

Missoni folds her hands.

You say, "Five simple questions...the same I have asked of each."

You smile.

Missoni says, "Of course."

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "I will begin...and feel free to take as much time as you need to answer."

Missoni nods appreciatively to you.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Missoni looks thoughtfully at you.

Craning her head back, causing the leaves and vegetation at the top to bobble, the mandrake opens her mouth wide and emits an ear-piercing scream.

Missoni says, "I do not see it as a particularly dangerous task, in truth. I have traveled to Ta'Vaalor recently, and fairly often, and do not feel particularly threatened in my travels there. I also feel adept at defending myself should the need arise. Rather, I am eager at the opportunity for diplomacy. I think there is a unique opportunity here to do something to benefit a city I care very much about."

You nod at Missoni.

The dog hovers protectively by Missoni's side, baring its teeth at nothing in particular.

You say, "This is very true...there is most certainly an opportunity here. Many, perhaps."

You ponder the meaning of Missoni's existence.

Missoni agrees with you.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Speaking to you, Missoni explains, "I feel I am uniquely positioned as someone who has a history with Icemule but also has connections across the 'Spine and throughout Elanthia to mediate such a situation. I have a strong command of customs and traditions and have comported myself honorably in such situations before. That said, I will not be chosen above all other candidates, and see this as a partnership. I believe it is important that the delegation works together, and I would be soliciting ideas from interested parties before our travels that they may wish to bring up."

You smile at Missoni.

You say, "Very good."

You nod once.

Missoni smiles.

You say, "In answering this next question, you will be over halfway done.."

You flash a quick grin.

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Missoni flashes a quick grin.

Missoni amusedly says, "Well, I cannot speak for Ta'Vaalor, I suppose, but in considering the implications for Icemule I see now that the agreement to allow Vaalorian airships to fly over the city is rather one-sided. I think amending the agreement to include something that benefits Icemule would be ideal for me. That might, perhaps, look like an ageement from Ta'Vaalor to leave trade open to Briarmoon Cove so that Icemule may partake, or perhaps even provide the use of some airships instead of seeing them merely... fly over. That, of course, would only be if the citizens are comfortable with such an agreement. Mostly, I think Ta'Vaalor ought to provide something in return."

You smile.

You say, "I most certainly agree with that."

You nod once.

Missoni smiles.

The dog twists its neck to raise one of its ears up to one side and begins sniffing furiously while staring vacantly ahead.

You say, "My next question, it can be answered with a short "yes" or "no", but of course you may expound upon your answer."

Missoni adopts an agreeable expression.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Missoni ponders.

Missoni thoughtfully says, "Yes and no. From their position, I can certainly see why they would have such a reaction. After all, they received a letter believing it to be intended for them. Given that that part was a misunderstanding, no, I do not think they should continue to interfere with Icemule's trade, and I do not think that is justified. I am hoping the delegation can clarify that the letter was sent by an nefarious party, and not in good faith."

You smile at Missoni.

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "A very diplomatic answer."

You nod approvingly.

Missoni adds, "Part of that agreement also rests on Briarmoon Cove. I do not think Ta'Vaalor can be solely held responsible."

You frown.

You say, "Yes, this I also agree with."

Missoni furrows her brow.

You say, "You have survived...and come to my final question."

You flash a quick grin.

Missoni laughingly says, "I will not assume survival until I have answered it."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Missoni.

Missoni blinks at you.

You smile at Missoni.

Missoni ponders.

The dog cocks its head to one side and raises its muzzle up into the air, sniffing anxiously. After a moment, the fur of its ruff bristles, and it begins to growl at the shadows.

Missoni amusedly says, "I... highly doubt that will be the outcome, but, I suppose you could simply tell them to avenge me."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Missoni traces the lines of her star tattoo.

You nod at Missoni.

You say, "Quite fair, I would indeed."

You grin at Missoni.

You will speak appreciatively on your next message.

Missoni cheerfully says, "Perigourd would be amenable to that I am sure."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "If I know Perigourd at all, I do not doubt it."

Missoni grins wryly.

Speaking appreciatively to Missoni, you say, "And thank you for being willing to meet with me so late."

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "I will make sure the Council also knows of your noble intentions."

Speaking to you, Missoni says, "Oh, likewise! Thank you for taking such an active role as Councilor."

You smile.

You will speak humbly on your next message.

You humbly say, "It is my pleasure to serve."

You stand back up.

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "Send my apologies to Perigourd as well, for keeping you."

You bow to Missoni.

Speaking to you, Missoni says, "I shall."

Missoni curtsies to you.

You smile.

You say, "Excellent."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

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

You say, "And to you."

Missoni flounces through a heavy oak-bound door amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

== Loralaii ==

'''''You see Mistress Loralaii the Grandmaster Alchemist.'''''

'''''She appears to be a Giantman.'''''

'''''She is shorter than average and has a particularly plump figure. She appears to be immature. She has thick-lashed violet eyes and tanned skin. She has very long, sun-damaged ebon-hazed purple hair gathered into a mass of intricate braids, the ends dangling several golden pieces of eight. She has big hips. She appears to have a sap-filled wrotwood globule in her eye socket. She appears to have a sap-filled wrotwood globule in her eye socket.'''''

'''''She has an onyx-shaded crimson flame tattoo on her finger, a black-inked skull and crossbones wearing a sanguine-hued crown of molded flesh on her neck, a black deathstone stud in her lip, a jack-o-lantern tattoo inked within a cobweb-like mist on her neck, a crossed green pair of pickles tattoo on her wrist, an inked skeletal hand draped across the back of her hand, a hempen-hued inked noose dangling a dead pirate on her neck, a discolored and crooked pickle tattoo on her finger, a spider-shaped mark on her ankle, and a tiny red crystal rose in her left nostril.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''The exposed sections of her body reveal her skeletal frame of yellowed bones, the hardened tissue splattered with blood and bits of gore.'''''

'''''She is wearing a metallic pumpkin-inset crown, a chunk of cannon ball shrapnel, a timeworn navy blue coat embellished with macabre pins and medals, a bone-inlaid ribbed bodysuit, a vaalorn and veniom wedding ring, a twisted wrotwood ring engraved with a withered heart, a purple scarf fashioned from the tattered flags of krolvin ships, a small shadowy black velvet pouch, a high-slit black leather skirt draped in mesh netting, some ebon netted lace stockings, and a pair of glowing zombie skin knee-boots buckled with gnawed bones.'''''

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Mistress Loralaii just came through a heavy oak-bound door.

You stand back up.

You smile at Loralaii.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Loralaii with a short, courteous bow.

Loralaii nods to you in greeting.

A green-eyed orange chinchilla scurries into the room.

Speaking politely to Loralaii, you say, "Good evening, Loralaii...thank you for meeting with me."

You say, "I will strive to take up as little of your time this evening as possible."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Loralaii darkly says, "I’m not doing anything."

You smile.

Speaking to Loralaii, you say, "I simply have five questions to ask you. The same I've asked each of those wishing to go on this trip and serve in an official capacity."

Loralaii nods understandingly.

You say, "So let us begin then with the first question..."

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Loralaii darkly asks, "Dangerous?"

You nod.

Loralaii darkly says, "Hmmm, I don’t see it as dangerous."

Loralaii darkly says, "But, I am tired of hearing everything second hand. I want to be there, watch it happen."

You flash a quick grin.

You say, "Quite fair. Why sit back and wait for the news, when you can make it yourself."

You nod.

Loralaii darkly says, "Exactly. I haven’t been a fan of the goings on lately."

You nod sympathetically.

You say, "Which I suppose brings us to the next question I might ask.."

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Loralaii darkly says, "Because I have no ulterior motive. I want facts. Black and white. I am not on some political mission for peace."

Loralaii's black acorn amulet flickers various shades of purple.

You grin slowly at Loralaii.

Loralaii darkly says, "So I feel I will get the job done."

Loralaii nods to you.

You say, "Straight to the point. I can appreciate that."

You nod at Loralaii.

You say, "Now my third question.."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Loralaii darkly says, "'It maters not how it ends to me. Just the answers."

Loralaii darkly says, "Whatever happens, happens."

You gaze with interest at Loralaii.

You smile quietly to yourself.

You nod in agreement.

You say, "Indeed."

You say, "Your answers are direct, I can appreciate that. And my next question is fairly direct as well. In fact, you can answer with a yes, or a no, should you desire...though you are welcome to expound upon that."

A green-eyed orange chinchilla yawns widely, revealing long yellowed incisors and a pale curving tongue. It completes its yawn with a long luxurious stretch, scanning the area with a languid disdain.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Loralaii darkly says, "I’m sure they think so."

Loralaii shrugs.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You say, "I'm sure they do."

Speaking to Loralaii, you ask, "But do you think so?"

You cock your head at Loralaii.

Loralaii shrugs.

Loralaii darkly says, "Who cares what I think."

You say, "I certainly do."

You smile at Loralaii.

Loralaii darkly says, "I just want to move the wheels of progress along."

You nod at Loralaii.

You say, "Fair enough."

You say, "Let us move then to your final question. One I think is fairly simple, though a few have needed time to think on..."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

Loralaii darkly says, "I told you."

Loralaii nods.

Loralaii folds her arms over her chest.

The black acorn amulet hanging from Loralaii's neck glows purple.

You grin at Loralaii.

Loralaii darkly says, "We should have leveled them eons ago."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You say, "I think those would make for amazing final words."

You nod at Loralaii.

You will speak appreciatively on your next message.

Loralaii darkly says, "Thank you, counselor."

Speaking appreciatively to Loralaii, you say, "Thank you for taking the time from your schedule to meet with me regarding this."

You nod once.

Loralaii darkly says, "Pleasure is all mine."

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

You stand back up.

You bow to Loralaii.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

== Nalver ==

'''''You see Nalver Nadador the Voln Master.'''''

'''''He appears to be a Sylvankind of the Lassaran D'ahranal.'''''

'''''He is very tall. He appears to be in the prime of life. He has vivid chartreuse eyes and alabaster skin. He has shoulder length, wavy strawberry blonde hair swept back beneath a loosely woven headband of swirling orbs and eyes and tucked behind the ears. He has a gaunt face, a classical nose and sunken cheeks.'''''

'''''He is in good shape.'''''

'''''Gangrenous flesh lays open to expose the blackened bone of his ring finger where a smooth bone ring pierced by tiny crystal shards rests. Sickly green necrosis spreads to the back of his hand and wrist, while blistering sores ooze along his arm.'''''

'''''He is wearing a glyph-etched pewter headband, a silvery purple skipjack, a pearl and red dreamstone earcuff, a bold nacreous elesine cloak configured with crimson coral compositions, a drake-winged insignia, a quintuple orb brooch, a carved sephwir tree brooch, a vruul skin weapon harness trimmed with silver, a winter white knapsack, a winter white leather doublet, a softly-hued aquamarine shirt collared by sprays of lace in sea foam white, some larkspur-banded silk gloves trailing a row of eye buttons, a sanguine sharkskin belt with a grimy ghezyte buckle, a bloodstained leather survival kit, a veniom-worked black silk gem pouch, a thick ebon wolf hide bag, some winter white pants, and a pair of pearlescent silk boots tied with veniom-laced cords.'''''

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Nalver just came through a heavy oak-bound door.

Nalver says, "Good evening."

You smile at Nalver.

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Nalver with a short, courteous bow.

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "And thank you for taking this time to meet with me tonight."

Nalver bows to you.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Nalver mills about with an uncertain look on his face.

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "I will not keep you long, as I know there is much happening tonight."

Nalver plops down to the ground in a sitting position.

Nalver smiles.

You say, "But I have a few questions to ask. The few I have asked all those who wish to join the official delegation."

Nalver says, "I heard and read something about that."

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver skeptically says, "And I heard there was not much agreement about delegates."

You say, "As of yet, no. I hope that we might find some enlightenment through this process."

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "We shall certainly see. But for now, it is only five questions...none of which are incredibly difficult. And feel free to take as long as you need with each."

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

Nalver nods eagerly.

You smile.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Flames dance around Nalver wreathing him in a torrent of violent energy.

Nalver says, "For one, I do not believe it will be dangerous. I have spent a great deal of time in Ta'Vaalor and some in Ta'Illistim. The people I have met, both citizens and of royalty, are fair and good people. I an intense desire to help to facilitate understanding between the town I call home and love and a group of people that I know to be reasonable and able to listen."

You smile.

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver says, "Also, despite my own convictions, I can take orders and convey the message that the council and mayor wants."

You say, "Very good."

Speaking to you, Nalver asks, "Is there anything more you would like to know about what I just said?"

You say, "Which leads us to the second of my questions..."

As Nalver draws a knobby ko'nag staff capped with a glistening ebony requiem starstone, invisible currents of energy rumble about its surface, cloaking it in a hazy blur.

You say, "Not as of yet."

Nalver put a knobby ko'nag staff capped with a glistening ebony requiem starstone in his weapon harness.

Nalver nods.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Nalver says, "I cannot say that I do feel that I should be chosen over the other candidates. I do not really know a lot about why the others want to do it. I can say that I would be wary of sending a dark elf simply because of political and historical tensions."

Nalver says, "But."

You grin slowly.

Nalver says, "I can say why I think I am good candidate. I speak elven, which will be important. I also have experience living in Ta'Vaalor, with a few of the officers of the Crimson Legion over the years, including the current commander, and with Gasen, who is familiar with the royalty and directly in Ta'Vaalor because of the King."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Nalver says, "I think that qualifies me, but I cannot say whether that would qualify me over others."

You say, "All of these seem to be skills of value."

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver says, "I am willing to learn more about the customs and histories, to study that is, before any official task."

You say, "And it leads perfectly into my third question. Considering your familiarity with the Nations..."

Nalver says, "Also, in the event of...something catastrophic, I am very survivable."

You grin at Nalver.

You say, "We'll get there."

You chuckle.

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Nalver rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Nalver says, "I am not really sure what a reasonable outcome would be. I suppose it would be an end to a pissing match. Excuse my language. Maybe...."

You chuckle.

You say, "That would indeed make for a pleasant ending to this conflict."

Nalver says, "Maybe opening up direct communication is the first step towards a diplomatic resolution and the hows and whys and whats are above my station, currently."

You nod.

You say, "Quite fair."

You say, "One step at a time, as they say."

You say, "We are now beyond the midway point. Hopefully my questions haven't been too difficult..."

Nalver says, "They are pretty simple and not very prying."

You say, "My next question, can be answered with a simple yes or no, if you choose. But you are welcome to expound upon your answer."

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Nalver rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Nalver says, "That's a very leading question."

You smile at Nalver.

Nalver says, "I do not believe that the show of force is justified, if that is what you are asking."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "I, for one, am in agreement with that."

You say, "Well done. You have survived to meet with the final question for tonight. One that some have struggled with, though I find it not overly difficult."

Nalver asks, "I feel more that that is the internal personality of their culture. I am not sure I am saying that correctly but I think you can understand what I am saying?"

You ponder the meaning of Nalver's existence.

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "I think your answer is very clear and straight forward."

You nod at Nalver.

Speaking to you, Nalver says, "Well, let me explain something because I do think it is important."

You nod.

Nalver says, "Or explain my perception of something."

You say, "Please do."

Nalver says, "In the current forms of politics in the nations, Ta'Illistim is the city in which diplomacy, thought, and culture thrive and can be discussed. I many ways, it is the head, heart, and body of the nations. Ta'Vaalor is the arm and legs. It is the military might that keeps the rest of the Elven houses safe."

Nalver says, "Anything that challenges that show of power will always be immediately met with a show of power, regardless of whether it is right or wrong."

Nalver says, "That is the purpose of Ta'Vaalor, in the current setting."

You nod at Nalver.

Speaking to you, Nalver says, "And a question you haven't asked but I will answer is that it is important for someone to understand the intricacies of the fragile tensions between those two houses, because they are at odds as of recent."

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver says, "And it will likely be like walking down an aisle blindfolded with unlocked scales boxes to talk between things."

You laugh out loud!

You gaze in amusement at Nalver.

You say, "Indeed...a difficult line to walk."

Speaking to you, Nalver says, "So it the show of force by Ta'Vaalor justified. No. It is fully expected. And I can understand how it is merited in the system that exists out there."

Nalver says, "Is the show of force, even."

You nod at Nalver.

You say, "Thank you for going into depth regarding your thoughts. I appreciate it, and so will the Council."

Nalver says, "Especially considering that there is a recent change in the powers that be in the militaries of the nations."

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "I do like that you seem to be quite up to date on their structure."

Nalver says, "I am bad with names without consulting my notes, but the head of the Guard in Illistim was recently executed and Illistim is somewhat forcing their power and might over Ta'Vaalor."

Nalver says, "There is a child, in elven terms, sent to Ta'Vaalor to "learn" from them."

Nalver says, "Anyways...you get what I am going at."

Nalver says, "A lot is going on out there."

You say, "Yes, things are constantly shifting in the Nations."

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver says, "Gasen is his name. I hope to see him again. He is a squire and a page. I gifted him an ice gem from the glacei last time I was out there."

You grin.

You say, "I do not know of this Gasen."

Nalver says, "He said he would make it into a ring for the Queen."

Nalver says, "He is the son of the recently executed leader of the Illistim Guard."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "I wonder if he has, or if he simply pocketed the gem."

You chuckle to yourself.

Nalver says, "I suppose I am ready for the last question."

You nod at Nalver.

You say, "Then the final question you shall have..."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Nalver.

Nalver says, "Be wary of the halflings that wear boots and put these personal agendas aside. The time to rise is now."

You flash a wide grin at Nalver.

You say, "Indeed. There is quite a bit of wisdom in your words."

Speaking appreciatively to Nalver, you say, "I thank you for taking this time to meet with me. Your desire to serve Icemule for the better truly warms my heart."

Nalver rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You say, "I will think long on what you've said, and make sure the other Councillors are also aware of your thoughts on these questions."

Nalver stands up.

Nalver dusts off his elesine cloak.

Nalver turns back the edge of his cloak, momentarily revealing the inner lining.

You smile quietly to yourself.

Speaking to Nalver, you say, "You have made a strong argument for yourself tonight."

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver says, "Thank you."

You stand back up.

You bow to Nalver.

Nalver bows to you.

You appreciatively say, "Thank you, again, for your time."

You smile at Nalver.

Nalver says, "And thank you for your consideration, listening, and understanding."

Nalver smiles.

Nalver turns sharply on his heel, sending the folds of his elesine cloak swirling about his body.

You nod at Nalver.

Nalver just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

== Dendum ==

'''''Twisting vines writhe around Dendum, obscuring him in an ever-shifting barrier of thorns.'''''

'''''You see Seneschal Dendum the Wind in the Willow.'''''

'''''He appears to be a Forest Gnome of the Wendwillow Bloodline.'''''

'''''He is average height. He appears to be of full age. He has aubergine-flecked arctic blue eyes and sun-kissed, light brown skin. He has raggedly cut, thick grey-brown hair braided into and partially concealed by a tangle of moss and acorns framed in a cascade of rook feather quills. He has a broad nose and a grey-brown beard worn in multiple braids.'''''

'''''He has a carved gnomish pipe clenched between his teeth, a curved virescent rose thorn in the upper ridge of his left ear, and a Wendwillow bloodmark tattoo on his neck.'''''

'''''He is in good shape. There is a small moss green sprite flying above his shoulder. He is wearing a dark emerald wool cloak draped in thick animal pelts, an armcuff with a raven's wing obsidian encased in faenor willow branches, a buckskin jacket with warg fur cuffs over some dented lamellar armor draped in badger pelts, a bear claw fetish, a matte black golvern quiver containing a bundle of feras arrows, and a krodera botanist kit.'''''

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You hear very soft footsteps.

Dendum says, "Hrmm."

You blink.

You grin at Dendum.

Dendum bows to you.

You say, "Ah! Dendum."

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Dendum with a short, courteous bow.

You politely say, "Thank you for taking time out of your schedule to meet with me tonight."

Dendum nods once.

Dendum says, "There is time enough to meet in such days."

You smile.

You nod.

You say, "I will try to not take much of your time. I have five questions I wish to ask..."

You say, "The same as I've asked each party who has expressed interest."

You say, "You of course may take as little, or as much time as needed. I am in no hurry."

You say, "But these questions are simple enough I believe."

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

Dendum alertly informs, ""Yes can ask the questions."

You grin.

You say, "Excellent."

You clear your throat.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Dendum asks, "Hrmmm.....the council assumes danger? Have walked into the fortress and spoken with the King of Ta'vaalor before and did not think it such a dangerous thing. The danger is for those who suffer the failure of the talking yes?"

You grin.

You say, "Perhaps so."

You nod.

You say, "But should you feel that no danger exists, that is a fine answer."

Dendum sagely says, "It is perhaps unwise to assume either way."

You nod once at Dendum.

You say, "Then let us move to the second question...so that we might know a bit more about you."

Adopting an agreeable expression, Dendum nods.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Dendum drums his fingers thoughtfully against his chin and inhales the cedar-scented smoke smoldering away within his pipe deeply.

Dendum glances up.

Dendum says, "Do not know of all the other candidates, but some have oaths to other interests than Icemule.....some have alliances within the council that are very strong...Dendum has none of these things so could only do the wishes of the greater council and Mayor without being distracted by former issues."

You flash a quick grin at Dendum.

You say, "Excellent. Well said, indeed."

Speaking to you, Dendum muses, ""Dendum once recommended lining a room with Mithril to control for outside magic...this is why you do such a thing here?"

Dendum points up.

Speaking to Dendum, you say, "I noticed that few come here, and so I plan to obtain it through the use of Squatters Law."

You grin at Dendum.

You say, "A nice, out of the way location...of some significance."

You chuckle to yourself.

Dendum nods once.

Speaking to you, Dendum continues, ""Have spoken before with King Qalinor of Ta'vaalor."

A resplendent obsidian black raven brushes against the ceiling, cawing with alarm as his flight is momentarily interrupted.

You cock your head at Dendum.

Dendum says, "Achieved goal that time...would hope to be able to do so again."

You ask, "Oh?"

You smile.

You nod.

Dendum nods to you.

You say, "Well that might help answering my next question, in fact."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Dendum starts chortling.

You say, "Having spoken successfully with King Qalinor, perhaps you might have an understanding of him that others don't."

Speaking to you, Dendum inquires, ""A delegate can walk the mountain and speak before the throne of the golden wyvern but is it not the councils job to determine that? What does the entirety of the council wish as an outcome? A return to the way things were or some type of improvement?"

You say, "Ah, so a reasonable outcome is meeting the terms set by the Council. A very good answer, and one I certainly agree with."

You nod at Dendum.

Dendum nods.

You say, "You have handled these questions quite smoothly, and with ease...a good trait, for sure."

You say, "My fourth question, it is a simple yes or no. But of course, you may expound upon that answer."

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

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

Dendum says, "Believe that the actions of Ta'vaalor have been in keeping with the agreement that was in place."

Dendum drums his fingers thoughtfully against his chin and inhales the cedar-scented smoke smoldering away within his pipe deeply.

You nod slowly at Dendum.

You say, "And have been in keeping with the nature of the Vaalor...very true."

Dendum says, "This Qalinor is a soldier turned King....he would perhaps be open to a suggestion based on insult to the honor."

Dendum says, "This is something King Qalinor Ta'vaalor can understand."

You nod at Dendum.

You say, "And it seems to be that, my final question may not apply to you, considering your previous success with Qalinor. But, please, if you would humor me..."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Dendum.

Dendum says, "If the insult they think has occurred is so great they decide to kill the delegates."

Dendum says, "Would say final words would be...prepare."

You smile at Dendum.

You say, "A wise final word to Icemule, indeed."

You nod approvingly.

Dendum asks, "This is all of the questions?"

Speaking appreciatively to Dendum, you say, "Thank you for providing an answer to my questions, and carving time out of your schedule to meet with me. I am sure this will be of great value both to myself, and the rest of the Council."

You nod at Dendum.

You say, "Not too bad, I hope."

You grin at Dendum.

You say, "I didn't wish to interrogate anyone, but should you have anything else you wish to add, by all means."

Dendum asks, "You will share this with the rest of council?"

You nod at Dendum.

Dendum nods once.

Dendum says, "Then will tell the council this."

You listen carefully to Dendum.

Dendum says, "There is old debt between the Paradis and the elves that Ta'vaalor should be reminded of."

You grin slowly at Dendum.

Dendum nods once.

You say, "A very good point to raise, my friend."

You say, "I will make sure the Council keeps that in mind as well."

Dendum nods.

Dendum says, "Hrmm....just so."

You say, "Should you wish anything else be added to the record, of course you may speak with any amongst the Council so that we might discuss it when we meet."

Dendum nods once.

Dendum says, "This is enough, good fortunes in making wise choice."

You bow to Dendum.

You say, "Let us hope good fortunes for all involved."

Dendum bows to you.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You say, "And again, thank you for your service to Icemule, Dendum. You have inspired many."

Dendum says, "The Icemule always stands as the first shield against many dark things in the north."

Dendum says, "More now than before..."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "This is very true."

Dendum says, "Some of the south say Icemule should be silent and just worry about the vampires."

You say, "The darkness is always gathering in the north."

You ponder the meaning of Dendum's existence.

Dendum asks, "They have forgotten it is Icemule that holds back the Den of Rot and the Rift for years?"

You say, "Those in the south sadly have shown little will to fight their own battles. I find little value in their advice."

You smirk.

You nod at Dendum.

Dendum nods once.

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.

You say, "Some, but not all."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You smile at Dendum.

You say, "Be well, my friend. And should you need anything, seek me."

Dendum nods once.

Dendum points up.

You tilt your head up.

Dendum says, "The mithril only works if it is on walls and floor as well."

You grin at Dendum.

You say, "Yet another thing to add to my list."

You chuckle.

Dendum nods once.

You say, "So much needing done."

Dendum starts chortling.

Dendum inhales deeply upon his pipe, puckering his lips and sending out three rings of smoke before him briefly, then puffs out a small vine of smoke that darts right through all three which causes them to disperse in a hazy shroud!

The moss green sprite flying above Dendum's shoulder seems to be talking to itself.

Dendum says, "Must travel south to meeting."

Dendum bows to you.

You nod at Dendum.

You say, "Be safe."

You notice Dendum moving stealthily through a heavy oak-bound door.

== Aliashyrah ==

'''''You see Lady Aliashyrah Ilthaerhys.'''''

'''''She appears to be an Illistim Elf.'''''

'''''She is average height. She appears to be youthful. She has wide-set jade green eyes and alabaster skin. She has waist length, glossy auburn hair tousled into a textured bun that is barely restrained by an intricately woven circlet of subtle silver winter roses and frosted crystals. She has a delicate face, a classical nose and a generous mouth. Smears of sanguineous blood highlight each cheekbone and darken her lips.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''She is wearing a jade-leafed silver-cast tuberose pendant on a thin chain, an elegant inky black leather greatcloak lined in jade silk, a front-laced obsidian leather corset with sheer side paneling accentuating the curve of the hips, a bug-eyed shrunken goblin head strung from a fraying length of knotted hemp, some black leather pants, and a pair of hellebore black rose-pressed leather high-heeled boots.'''''

You nod at Aliashyrah.

Straightening her back, Aliashyrah gives you a formal, low curtsy. She inclines her head as well, favoring you with a nod.

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Aliashyrah with a short, courteous bow.

Aliashyrah smiles.

You say, "Would you humor me...and allow me to put upon you my questions? Five simple ones, truly."

Aliashyrah nods to you.

Aliashyrah calmly says, "Certainly."

Aliashyrah says, "I saw the missive you posted."

You say, "As I have told the others, you may take as little time, or as much, as you need to answer."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

You cock your head at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah observes, "This set up is rather reminiscent of meeting with the schoolmarms. You behind a desk, me standing to answer questions."

Aliashyrah grins impishly at you.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Aliashyrah nods slightly.

Speaking demurely to you, Aliashyrah says, "Certainly, Councillor. I am, as ever, at your disposal."

You gaze in amusement at Aliashyrah.

You nod.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at you.

Aliashyrah chuckles to herself.

You smile at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "I am certain with such a question you have heard the typical answers. To serve Icemule, to speak with reason and offer balance."

Speaking amusedly to you, Aliashyrah says, "I would go so far as to say you could take any of the answers and exchange them with little notice."

You grin slowly.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "My reasons likely mirror all the candidates but also include a measure of selfishness."

You cock your head at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "In times of action, there are those who choose to sit back and see what course matters may take, and those who prefer to step forward and perhaps be allowed an opportunity to influence the course."

Speaking simply to you, Aliashyrah says, "I am on the latter group."

You smile quietly to yourself.

You nod approvingly.

You say, "Very good."

Aliashyrah folds her hands behind her back.

You say, "Then perhaps you have already answered my next question with your first answer...but I shall ask anyway."

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Aliashyrah settles her gaze on you, watching you intently.

Aliashyrah nods slightly.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "The first question spoke to my motivation, I assume you chose this one to understand my measure of my qualifications."

Speaking evenly to you, Aliashyrah says, "I understand the power of words and have shown myself willing and able to express myself when met with," she pauses as a smirk touches her lips, "hostile opposition."

You grin slowly.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah continues, "I have the benefit of being of elven blood and upbringing which can also be considered an advantage."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "Though since you asked why I should be chosen above the others, in order to truly answer would take far too long since then I must consider each other candidate."

You say, "Indeed. In fact you are from the very House that first claimed...offense."

Aliashyrah frankly says, "Some who have stepped forward are more qualified than others."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "But I will not waste your time but leave you to do the comparison, Councillor."

Aliashyrah grins at you.

You grin at Aliashyrah.

You say, "Fair enough."

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at you.

You say, "As you are very well versed in the events that have played out, I am curious to the answer you might find for my next question."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah clarifies, "Of which conflict do you speak? The one from years past that first sparked the circumstances now, or perhaps do you speak of the one that most seem preoccupied with, the apparent attempts of Ta'Vaalor to negatively impact Icemule's ability to freely trade and provide for her citizens?"

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah admits, "Though my answer is likely similar to both."

You nod at Aliashyrah.

You say, "Yes."

You smile.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "Reasonable is often measured differently by each side of a disagreement. A reasonable outcome for Icemule to many would be for her to be left alone and allowed to trade once more. That is a very pale definition of reasonable, though it would be a better situation than the current one."

You nod at Aliashyrah.

You say, "That is most certainly true."

Speaking bluntly to you, Aliashyrah says, "In my estimation, a reasonable outcome would be for Ta'Vaalor to meet with Icemule on even footing, regarding her as sovereign and offering the same respect they might to one of the other Elven houses.”

You smile at Aliashyrah.

You nod approvingly.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "If they were to do so, they would be forced to see that the previous treaty was little more than a farce and meant to display their perceived superiority."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Speaking humbly to you, Aliashyrah says, "While Icemule is no Ta'Vaalor or Ta'Illistim, she has a right to come to negotiations standing upright rather than on her knees."

You flash a wide grin.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "What comes of those negotiations...well that is too soon to decide."

You nod.

You say, "A strong answer."

Speaking amusedly to you, Aliashyrah quips, "Likely too strong."

You say, "Let us move on to my fourth question then...which you could answer with a simple yes, or no. But feel free to expound upon your answer."

You grin at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to Aliashyrah, you say, "I don't feel it to be."

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Speaking playfully to you, Aliashyrah teases, "You do have a talent for choosing words that are so variable in definition as to be almost impossible to define."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You say, "And here I thought I was asking a simple question."

You grin at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah grins slowly.

Speaking smoothly to you, Aliashyrah responds, "In that case, perhaps I should just answer no and let your imagination and any others who may hear my answers provide context to my no."

You gaze in amusement at Aliashyrah.

You say, "Fair enough. I quite approve of that answer, and I know many others that will as well."

You nod at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah smiles quietly to herself.

Speaking to Aliashyrah, you say, "You have survived to reach my final question...at least for now."

Aliashyrah chuckles.

You say, "Regarding the questions, not your survival..."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah reminds, "Knife fights were last night, Councillor."

You chuckle to yourself.

You say, "Although, with that in mind...it does lead well to that final question."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

Aliashyrah gazes in amusement at you.

You gaze with interest at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah approves, "A fun and interesting close to the interview."

You smile quietly to yourself.

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You say, "And perhaps necessary information, depending on how this plays out."

You nod at Aliashyrah.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "If Ta'Vaalor were to choose to act with aggression towards a visiting delegation, then my words would matter little at that point. There would be none who could argue that such an act would be a declaration of war."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah concludes, "In times of war, there are far more important things to consider than any words I might offer."

You nod slowly at Aliashyrah.

Speaking cheekily to you, Aliashyrah adds, "And burn my journal."

Speaking to Aliashyrah, you say, "Let us hope it doesn't come to that, and such things aren't needed....indeed."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You nod at Aliashyrah.

You promise, "I shall."

You murmur, "After reading it."

Aliashyrah laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You smile at Aliashyrah.

Speaking honestly to you, Aliashyrah admits, "I have no intention of dying, should I be sent."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "Though I do like the question and can imagine it has offered many insights into those you have interviewed."

You appreciatively say, "It has provided a few, yes."

You chuckle to yourself.

Speaking to Aliashyrah, you say, "Thank you for making yourself available to me this evening."

Aliashyrah smiles.

Speaking graciously to you, Aliashyrah says, "I have made it an effort and focus of mine to be involved in the future of Icemule."

Aliashyrah says, "Though I do not expect to be chosen, perhaps if I am, I may continue that path and pursuit."

Speaking to Aliashyrah, you say, "We shall see. I believe you make a strong case for yourself."

You say, "I think you would make a fine selection, though there are many I could say that about. More than two, for sure."

You nod in agreement.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah suggests, "Perhaps three could be sent along with Hazelnut, as first suggested by the Mayor."

You say, "I have thought to ask the Mayor to allow that. We have such a strong group of candidates...selecting only two seems nearly impossible."

You nod at Aliashyrah.
Speaking playfully to you, Aliashyrah says, "Or we can just do what Icemule does so well and grab a <mob>, as Councillor Nodyre would call it, and all go en masse to Ta'Vaalor."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "It would be a memorable event."

You chuckle to yourself.

You say, "I think Commander Grutak might agree with that idea."

You flash a quick grin.

Aliashyrah curiously asks, "Have you had a chance to interview him yet?"

You say, "Though he would insist upon the mob being armed as well."

You shake your head.

Speaking reasonably to you, Aliashyrah says, "All good mobs must be armed. Otherwise they are merely a crowd."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "And no one ever had anything scandalous or interesting to say about a crowd."

You say, "Correct. A crowd is annoying, but a mob....well, a mob can achieve things."

Speaking to you, Aliashyrah says, "I should go see about a few matters, and I am certain you have some paperwork to finish."

You stand back up.

Straightening her back, Aliashyrah gives you a formal, low curtsy. She inclines her head as well, favoring you with a nod.

Speaking politely to you, Aliashyrah says, "Councillor."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Aliashyrah quickly turns on the heel of one of her high-heeled boots.

Lady Aliashyrah just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

== Grutak ==

'''''You see High Lord Grutak Eversor the Warmonger.'''''

'''''He appears to be a Giantman of the T'Kirem Clan.'''''

'''''He is tall. He appears to be in the prime of life. He has piercing green eyes and fair skin. He has a bald head. He has a square-jawed face, a broken nose and a short beard.'''''

'''''He is in good shape.'''''

'''''He is wearing some etched vultite full plate, a dull pendant suspended by a leather cord, a heavy onyx-dyed oilcloth greatcloak, an alum-bound rat hide badge, some fringed amber gloves, an imflass threaded war harness, a striped broadcloth backpack with padded cordovan straps, a loose stone grey linen shirt laced with black leather cord, an arctic-blue armband with gold tusks, a simple blued steel wristchain, a star-cut beryl band, a green buckskin sack, an enruned snow white pouch, some black suede pants caught with horn buttons, and a pair of pale fur-cuffed black suede boots.'''''

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You say, "I have taken this as my personal office."

You gaze in wonder at your surroundings.

Grutak nods slowly.

You say, "An amazing place, this keep."

Grutak gazes with interest at his surroundings.

Grutak says, "It is."

Grutak says, "Could use better defenses."

You say, "But let me not hold you up too long with idle chit chat. I know that is most certainly not your way."

You agree with Grutak.

You say, "Indeed."

You say, "A work in progress."

Grutak takes a moment to observe you.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I have just a few questions to ask of you, as you are wishing to join with the delegation..."

Grutak nods slowly.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "Only five, and mostly simple in nature. The same I've asked each party."

Grutak asks, "The answers are to be made public or for you alone?"

You say, "I will share them with the Council, and as you know...word often gets out around here."

Grutak chuckles.

Grutak nods.

You flash a quick grin.

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

Grutak says, "At your pleasure."

You nod once.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Grutak says, "As you say in your question, it is a dangerous mission. Having someone along that is capable of defending the delegation with his bare hands or weapons is vital to the security of the delegation."

You flash a quick grin.

Grutak says, "If you send a bunch of pacifists over, likely they'll end up dead."

Grutak says, "Or hostages."

You say, "Indeed. A valuable skill to have in such a meeting."

You nod at Grutak.

You say, "A concern I have, truly."

Grutak says, "Sending some muscle implies you are willing to fight for their freedom."

You smile at Grutak.

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Grutak says, "With the Vaalorians, perception is just as important as reality."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "That...is a fair statement."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak nods.

You say, "Very good, Commander. Then let us move on to the next..."

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Grutak says, "Certainly there are more qualified diplomats in negotiating treaties. I negotiate surrenders. Theirs, not ours. That's just the start."

You grin slowly at Grutak.

You say, "Always from a position of strength. I can surely appreciate that."

Grutak says, "Of the candidates being sent, I'm the only one willing to go to the sword if necessary to protect the civilians of Icemule."

You nod at Grutak.

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "I won't back down in a fight, even if outnumbered."

Grutak says, "That can be a war of words or steel."

Grutak shrugs.

You grin at Grutak.

You say, "Indeed. I think your reputation supports that fully."

Speaking to you, Grutak says, "There was a famous general that was asked once..."

Grutak asks, "Sir your surrounded, do you think the situation is desperate?"

Grutak says, "His response was outstanding, "Why the heck would I do that, No matter which way I shoot, I'll kill one of the bastards"."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Grutak says, "Negotiations are the same. No matter what they do, I can still shoot back."

Grutak winks at you.

You grin at Grutak.

You say, "Excellent. And perhaps it will be needed, we shall see..."

You say, "So that would bring me to the third of my questions.."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Grutak says, "This ones tricky, because it depends on a few different presumtions."

You nod slowly at Grutak.

You listen carefully to Grutak.

Grutak says, "First, it depends on if you feel Vaalor is already being greedy."

Grutak says, "They have no reason other than "Might makes right" for the current treaty with Icemule."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

Grutak says, "Second, you have to ask if we already are at war."

You say, "Indeed. An important question on it's own."

Grutak says, "We aren't in a battle field war, but anytime a government forces another government to bow to it's wishes under threat of armed might, you are at war."

You frown.

Grutak says, "We are an occupied people even if there are no Vaalorians here."

You agree with Grutak.

Grutak says, "And it's time to launch a resistance."

You say, "I am glad you see this the same way that I, and many others in town, do."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak nods to you.

You say, "Perhaps then, my next question has already been answered then. But I will ask it just the same..."

You say, "It is a simple question, truly a yes or a no. But you may expound upon that answer as you desire."

Grutak nods.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Grutak says, "No."

You grin at Grutak.

You say, "Straight to the point...I can appreciate that."

Grutak says, "The Vaalorians have always taken offense by the "lesser races" anytime they do anything."

You nod.

Grutak says, "That's just an excuse for their aggressive behavior."

You say, "They do seem to have plenty of those..."

You smirk.

You say, "Simple enough. Your answer doesn't surprise me, nor anyone else who might hear of it."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak chuckles.

You say, "So let us then move to my final question. At least for now..."

You say, "An easy one, or so I thought. Though a few have mentioned it as being more difficult..."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Grutak.

Grutak says, "Give me liberty, or give me death."

You flash a wide grin.

Grutak nods.

You say, "And that perhaps should be carved above each of Icemule's gates."

You nod approvingly at Grutak.

Grutak says, "There are other things I could say, but that would be the most succinct."

You say, "I think that message rings loud and clear for all that are loyal to Icemule."

You say, "Perhaps our message will spread to our southern neighbors as well."

You shrug slightly.

You say, "We shall see."

Speaking to you, Grutak asks, "Do you know what the Krovlin called me after the battle at Timli Bay?"

You cock your head at Grutak.

You say, "I do not."

Grutak says, "The Leviathan."

You flash a wide grin at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, you ask, "And how did you earn that name amongst them?"

You say, "A bonus question, for my own curioisty."

Grutak says, "Timli bay was a sea battle."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "I was a young lieutenant on my first ship as Weapons Master."

Grutak says, "The battle raged between 2 fleets of nearly 3 dozen ships each."

Grutak says, "The last night of the battle, my ship and one other were the last ones to be afloat."

Grutak says, "The Captain, Executive Officer and all senior men killed."

Grutak says, "The keel was cracked."

You nod slowly at Grutak.

Grutak says, "The Krolvin's ship was in poor but better shape."

Grutak says, "During the night I came up with a strategy."

Grutak says, "We had a wizard on board as a prisoner, he was in shackles and knew that if he didn't help me I'd kill him and toss him overboard."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "I ordered the ship to be circle round to come at the Krovlins broadside."

Grutak says, "Told all the men to jump ship other than the Wizard."

Grutak says, "I had the wizard use call wind to propel the ship faster than the wind."

Grutak says, "Then just before we got to the Krolvin ship, I had him suck the water out from under the Krolvin, causing it to drop under our hull."

Grutak says, "Then we crashed bow first into her main deck."

You note, "This sounds both terrifying in the moment, but also quite exhilarating."

Grutak says, "I did not expect to live that."

You say, "Neither would I."

Grutak says, "The surviving Krovlin that were on the beach tell a story of a woman bringing me out of the water and laying me on the beach."

Grutak says, "Then beseeching Lorminstra to revive me as she slipped back into the water."

Grutak asks, "Do you know what a Leviathan is?"

You say, "I have heard stories...a monster, of the deep oceans."

Grutak says, "And when they are mad, nothing can stop them."

You say, "But this is all I know."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "If they want to destroy your ship, that's what's gonna happen."

You say, "I think the description seems quite fitting then."

Grutak says, "Nothing you can do to stop it."

You grin at Grutak.

Grutak nods.

Grutak smiles slightly

You say, "A fine trait in a person."

You nod approvingly.

Grutak says, "I think that young lady may be disappointed in how I turned out."

You ponder the meaning of Grutak's existence.

Grutak says, "But I'm still that warrior. I still have honor."

Grutak says, "And I will defend Icemule till the last breath leaves and the river runs dry."

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I don't know. You are the Commander of Icemule's militia, and a great leader amongst the people here. Perhaps she might be quite proud of you."

Grutak chuckles.

Grutak says, "You'll have to ask her."

Grutak says, "I do drink with Charl on occasion though."

You say, "Let us hope I stay out of the water for the time being."

You chuckle.

Grutak says, "One for me, one into the bay, one for me, one for the bay."

You flash a wide grin at Grutak.

You say, "It is wise to keep Charl happy this way."

Grutak asks, "I trust my interview is adequate to your liking?"

You say, "Especially when playing in his realm."

You nod approvingly at Grutak.

You say, "You have made a strong case for yourself, Commander."

Grutak says, "I know I won't be selected since the vote must be unanimous."

Grutak says, "Nodyre and Gespry will veto me out of spite."

Grutak chuckles.

You say, "I shall share this with the Council, and hopefully we can soon come to a decision on the matter."

Grutak nods.

You say, "You will surely have my support, Commander. I can assure you of that."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "That's just because we agree on things."

Grutak winks.

Speaking appreciatively to Grutak, you say, "And thank you for carving time out of your day to meet with me. I am very grateful, as will be the Council."

You grin at Grutak.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "A good foundation to any relationship."

You chuckle.

Grutak says, "I'm sure you do, and Lord Roelon, the rest..."

Grutak shrugs.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "Let us see if we can change some hearts and minds."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "If not, we can cut off some heads and replace them."

Grutak grins cheerfully.

You laugh out loud!

You say, "Yes...this is always a possibility as well."

You grin at Grutak.

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "And as I told Opalina."

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I will be discussing this with the rest of the Council, so that we might take appropriate steps."

You nod at Grutak.

Grutak says, "I'm going... either way."

You grin slowly at Grutak.

Grutak says, "As a delegate, I'm more restrained."

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "I assumed that would be the case. And surely I am not fool enough to try to halt the Leviathan."

You wink at Grutak.

Grutak says, "If you can imagine me restrained."

You chuckle.

You say, "It is hard, but I know through force of will you could."

You grin at Grutak.

Grutak says, "In the meantime, I will leave you to your business Councilor."

Grutak says, "I have some sword sharpening to do."

Speaking to Grutak, you say, "We shall catch up again soon, I am sure."

You bow to Grutak.

Grutak nods to you.

High Lord Grutak just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

== Meliyara ==

'''''You see Lady Meliyara the Ascendant.'''''

'''''She appears to be a Dhe'nar Dark Elf.'''''

'''''She is average height and has a curvy-figured silhouette. She appears to have come of age. She has sultry silver-flecked sapphire blue eyes and petal-soft, tanned skin. She has shoulder length, sleek scarlet red hair woven into a pair of cascading waterfall braids pinned by a su'chao silk fascinator encircled by a ring of enamel celestial blue scarabs. She has a perfectly symmetrical, delicately featured face, a petite, gently sloped button nose and ample hips. A tiny, circular rose-hued beauty mark sits high upon her right cheekbone.'''''

'''''She has an ethereal runestaff tattoo on her arm, a chain of intricate runes tattoo on her finger, several obsidian-inked rings of concentric circles on her wrist, an obsidian-caged soulstone half-ring in her left nostril, a pair of ruby teardrop earrings set along the slender tips of her pointed ears, an intricate inking of a flowering vine on her arm, and an intricate flower and vine tattoo on her neck.
An outline of ethereal blue water encircles her form, the rings rising as they dissipate into the air.'''''

'''''She is in good shape.'''''

'''''She is wearing a floral brooch splaying ruby-slivered amaranth across the bust, a cross-wrapped tanzanite su'chao silk szi'bai worn snug across the chest, a quintet of alternating copper and shadow amethyst bangles, an elongated silver talon ring studded with ebon-striated vortex stones, a deep onyx woven hemp belt laced through copper triangles, a tri-strand silver waist chain, a mazarine su'chao silk szi'euk wrapped low and tight around the hips, and some scarlet leather thigh-boots lofted on faceted onyx heels.'''''

'''''Vibrant flora and fauna springs around her feet, dissipating into colorful mist as she moves.'''''

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

You grin at Meliyara.

Meliyara greets, "She'ri."

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "Quite an entrance."

You stand back up.

Meliyara adopts an agreeable expression.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Meliyara with a short, courteous bow.

Meliyara inclines her head.

Speaking appreciatively to Meliyara, you say, "Thank you for meeting with me this day."

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "But of course. If I cannot make time for a member of the council, I would not be much use as a delegate for the town."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You smile at Meliyara.

Meliyara produces a folded cherrywood chair from the depths of her lotus silk pelisse.

Meliyara unfolds her chair and carefully places the chair on the floor.

You say, "I have but five questions I wish to ask today..."

Meliyara settles into a slant-backed cherrywood chair with her legs crossed and her arms draped across the back of the chair.

Meliyara nods to you.

You say, "These are the same I have asked of each party wishing to join the delegation."

You say, "Feel free to take as little time, or as much, as you desire with each. I am in no hurry."

Meliyara nods in agreement.

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "At your leisure."

You smile.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Meliyara grins slowly at you.

Speaking smoothly to you, Meliyara replies, "Can one assume it is inherently any more dangerous? Perhaps the greater danger would be to remain a visitor or resident of Icemule whilst allowing an unqualified individual to attempt diplomacy with the Vaalor."

You flash a quick grin at Meliyara.

You say, "An interesting response...it is almost as though you predicted my next question."

You chuckle to yourself.

Speaking to you, Meliyara adds, "As I noted in my letter to Councillor Opalina, though I do not reside here, I hold an affinity for Icemule Trace and its denizens. I wish to ensure that this place is kept safe and thriving."

You nod at Meliyara.

You say, "Very good."

You say, "As you presented a natural segue into my next question, perhaps we should move to that..."

Meliyara adopts an agreeable expression.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

You smile at Meliyara.

Speaking to you, Meliyara acknowledges, "I am not fully acquainted with each of the other candidates or their qualifications. There are among them those that are certainly seemingly well qualified."

Meliyara coyly taps the sharpened blackened eahnor tip of her silver talon ring against the corner of her bottom lip, gazing out at something unseen.

You say, "Indeed. Many are...I am finding each had a place within the spectrum of potential."

You smile quietly to yourself.

Speaking thoughtfully to you, Meliyara continues, "And so rather than tarnish any of their good names, I will simply state that I am uniquely situated to assist Icemule in this trying time. I am a resident of neither Icemule nor the Elven Nations. My people left the Elven Houses long ago, but yet we remain familiar with our wayward cousins and their customs."

You nod in agreement.

You say, "Indeed. None know the elven ways like, well...an elf."

You chuckle to yourself.

Meliyara grins at you wryly.

You say, "We shall move to my third question. And now, we are nearly halfway done..."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Meliyara glances appraisingly at you.

You cock your head at Meliyara.

Speaking diplomatically to you, Meliyara says, "Why, the most reasonable outcome is to ensure that the wishes of the council and Mayor -- as Icemule's duly elected government -- are carried out as completely as possible."

You grin slowly at Meliyara.

Meliyara grins impishly at you.

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "A wonderful answer. And one I can surely appreciate."

You chuckle to yourself.

You say, "My next question can be answered with a simple yes or no. Though of course you are welcome to expound upon your answer."

Meliyara arches an eyebrow at you, her gaze otherwise unreadable.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "I was not in these parts of the lands when Ta'Vaalor initially entered its so-called treaty with Icemule. From what I understand of it, however, it seems like an entirely disproportionate response to a perceived slight by a citizen acting of their own volition."

You nod in agreement at Meliyara.

You say, "Indeed. That is perhaps the thought held by the majority in Icemule."

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "An understandable opinion to be held by those who are paying the price for the actions of one acting alone."

You nod at Meliyara.

You say, "Yes, this is very true. It is a shame that one single individual can cause so much chaos."

You shake your head, clucking your tongue.

Meliyara grins slowly.

You smile quietly to yourself.

Meliyara softly agrees, "Indeed."

Meliyara appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "And now, for my final question...I am sure you will navigate it as flawlessly as you have the others."

You nod at Meliyara.

Meliyara smiles quietly to herself.

You smile at Meliyara.

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

Speaking to you, Meliyara retorts, "Why would I possibly anticipate anything other than success?"

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

You gaze with interest at Meliyara.

You say, "Quite the optimist then, I can appreciate that."

Meliyara confidently says, "It is not mere optimism. It is faith in oneself and the Way."

You nod slowly at Meliyara.

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "And so you will leave no words behind, because they are...unnecessary."

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "Precisely."

You flash a wide grin at Meliyara.

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "Confidence alone, I find, can often carry one to the finish line..."

You nod at Meliyara.

Meliyara nods in agreement to you.

Speaking appreciatively to Meliyara, you say, "You have given me much to think on, and spoken well for yourself. I will make sure what you have told me this day is known to the Council."

Meliyara inclines her head.

The petals of Meliyara's flower briefly wilt down over the stem until their light, papery surfaces come to rest against her like a hug.

Speaking to you, Meliyara says, "Sha'haisa to you and the other Councillors for your consideration."

You stand back up.

You bow to Meliyara.

Speaking to Meliyara, you say, "And thank you again for the time you have offered me."

Meliyara stands up.

Meliyara collapses the legs of her cherrywood chair and folds it up, tucking it under her arm.

Meliyara's cherrywood chair vanishes into the depths of her lotus silk pelisse.

Meliyara inclines her head.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Meliyara says, "Okshi'i."

You say, "Be well."

You nod at Meliyara.

Meliyara says, "Ah dhu."

You smile quietly to yourself.

Lady Meliyara just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

== Fropple ==

'''''You see Fropple Undertart the Warrior.'''''

'''''He appears to be a Halfling.'''''

'''''He is taller than average. He appears to have come of age. He has blue eyes and freckled skin. He has short, curly light brown hair. He has a plump face, a button nose and bushy sideburns.'''''

'''''He has a skull and crossbones tattoo on his wrist, a frosted tart tattoo on his neck, and a frozen mule tattoo on his arm.'''''

'''''He is in good shape.'''''

'''''He is wearing a bright gold ring, a hooded spidersilk cloak, a Warrior Guild Master pin, a leather weapon harness, a spidersilk pack, a spiked set of halfling-crafted field plate, a spidersilk sack, and a wiregrass anklet.'''''

Fropple just skipped merrily through a heavy oak-bound door.

You smile at Fropple.

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Fropple with a short, courteous bow.

Fropple says, "Yes Hallos Councillor."

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

Speaking to Fropple, you greet, "Good day, Fropple."

Fropple says, "Many respects to you."

Fropple squeals.

You flash a wide grin.

Fropple nods.

Speaking to Fropple, you say, "And to you, for meeting with me."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Fropple asks, "Yes yes, very good, how may I halps?"

Speaking to Fropple, you say, "I have had the pleasure of speaking to nearly all the candidates, and surely did not wish to miss out on speaking to you as well."

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple nods eagerly.

Fropple says, "Yes yes, I send note to a councilor when I heard the news."

You flash a wide grin.

Fropple says, "I very concern. Thought I could halp of course."

You say, "Yes, Councillor Opalina informed me of that...and that you were quite eager to take part in this mission of diplomacy."

Fropple nods.

You say, "For now, I simply have five questions for you. The same that I have asked of each..."

Fropple nods.

Fropple cracks his knuckles!

You say, "And please, I am in no hurry. Take as much, or as little time, as you need with each."

You clear your throat.

Fropple says, "Okie! Asks away."

You smile.

You nod.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

You cock your head at Fropple.

Fropple says, "I has much pride for Icemule, I want to do what is best. I am one of most courageous and adventurous halfling in town. As you know, many halfling content to be comfortable..."

You grin at Fropple.

You nod slowly.

You say, "Indeed. I've seen quite a few as you describe."

Fropple says, "I also friends with many, and many friends with me. I think I can convinces our neighbors to the East of the best way forward where both can gain."

You nod approvingly at Fropple.

You say, "Very good."

You say, "And perhaps in this answer, you have already answered my next question. But I shall ask it anyway of you..."

Fropple nods.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Fropple says, "Yes, perhaps a toughy tough one, but we halfling are quick of hand, foot and mind, and as a halfling town, it important for Vaalor to see we are represented by its people. But very importantly, I also have some renown as one of best halfling warrior in lands. The Vaalor elfs also a warrior culture, and they will appreciate dis."

You flash a wide grin at Fropple.

Fropple knocks on a spiked set of halfling-crafted field plate.

You say, "Indeed, I have heard many say this exact thing about you...that Fropple stands as tall as a Dabbings."

Fropple strikes a heroic pose.

You say, "And considering these strengths, and perhaps your ability to sway the opinion of those in Ta'Vaalor, it brings me to my third question..."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Fropple furrows his brow.

You ponder the meaning of Fropple's existence.

Fropple says, "Hrms."

Fropple says, "Yes yes, I have thought much on it..."

You nod slowly at Fropple.

Fropple says, "I has studied my books too....so we should know that Vaalor is very strong army...have even come to our defense without formal treaty...."

Fropple says, "Also that I think the treaty is sometimes overblown as an occupation, but I see it more as an easement...perhaps an apology, but to also formalize our agreement to make it more of a mutual aid treaty. They has not been aggressors to us, and sometime they even visit as guests, I see the High Lord himself sometimes."

Fropple says, "It is not a bad thing to has more friends, than less."

You smile at Fropple.

Speaking to Fropple, you agree, "Yes, friends are quite valuable. They can be used in so many ways..."

You smile quietly to yourself.

You correct, "Useful, rather. I meant useful."

You clear your throat.

You nod at Fropple.

Fropple smiles.

Fropple nods.

You say, "And with that, we are already beyond the midway point..."

Fropple nods.

Fropple inclines his ear, listening intently.

Fropple turns an inquisitive ear toward you.

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You say, "My fourth question, it is a simple one. In fact, you may answer with a yes or a no...but of course you may expound upon that answer if you desire."

Fropple says, "Hrms...."

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple nods.

You smile.

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You cock your head at Fropple.

Fropple says, "I would say no."

You nod at Fropple.

Fropple says, "It perhap was done under some duress."

Fropple says, "If you are referring to the concession we gave."

You say, "Indeed...this whole chaotic affair."

You nod at Fropple.

Fropple smiles.

Fropple nods.

You say, "Very good. That is surely another answer you've given that I fully support."

You smile at Fropple.

Fropple nods once.

You say, "And it brings us to the last of my questions, at least for the time being. I think this is perhaps the easiest, though a few have said otherwise."

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple nods.

Fropple nods.

Fropple says, "Oke."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

You gaze with interest at Fropple.

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple says, "I hope that I would be not lost in vain, and that my honor be restored of course...as any warrior would want."

Fropple pounds both his fists against his chest.

Fropple gazes heavenward.

You nod approvingly at Fropple.

You say, "That is all any of us could truly ever want in that situation."

Fropple nods.

Speaking to Fropple, you compliment, "You have given many fine answers today. I will make sure your words are known by the rest of the Council as well."

You smile at Fropple.

Fropple says, "Yes Councillor, of course! I hope I can halps."

Fropple exclaims, "Hup!"

Fropple renders a sharp hand salute.

Speaking appreciatively to Fropple, you say, "I want to thank you again for your time. Both personally, and on behalf of Icemule at large. Your efforts do not go unnoticed, Fropple."

You stand back up.

You flash a wide grin at Fropple.

You bow to Fropple.

Fropple nods.

Fropple bounces around happily.

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

Fropple says, "Tankee for your time."

You say, "It has been my pleasure."

Fropple waves.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You wave.

Fropple turns around.

Fropple just skipped merrily through a heavy oak-bound door.

== Falvicar ==

'''''You see Chronicler Falvicar Jalcon the Blade of the Night.'''''

'''''He appears to be a Sylvankind of the Tyesteron D'ahranal.'''''

'''''He is average height. He appears to be young. He has ether blue eyes and golden brown skin. He has long, sleek black hair peppered with silvery stars and tied back with a silver sword-shaped clasp. He has a delicate face, a classical nose and slightly pointed ears. Beneath each of his eyes is a sword, daubed on in kohl pigments. The blue-black blades point inward, towards one another. He is wearing a silver and white silk standard emblazoned with a black sword that juts over his shoulder.'''''

'''''He has a black unicorn tattoo on his wrist, a silver-edged black sword tattoo on his finger, a tattooed symbol of Ronan on his wrist, a moon and stars tattoo on his ear, and a snowflake-framed half-elven portrait tattoo on his arm.'''''

'''''He is in good shape.'''''

'''''He is holding a gnarled black ko'nag runestaff in his right hand.'''''

'''''He is wearing a skewed sapphire prism earring suspended from a silver stud, a silver-edged rolaren sword symbol, a flowing night-hued silk cape secured by a polished silvery clasp, a silver gossamer sack, a White Haven bear head pin, some silvery vultite cufflinks, a blue-maned black unicorn pin fending off a silver-scaled dragon, a small four-pointed azure star insignia inset with a golden drake, a silver spidersilk surcoat over some sleek black stalking leathers, a filigreed eonake wedding band with a nightscape motif, an urglaes thumb-ring, a silver-bound pure white scabbard with a decorative onyx sword affixed to it, some black silver-buckled trousers embroidered with a rearing silver unicorn on each side, and some supple charcoal suede boots with darkened silver star-shaped buckles.'''''

Lightweaver Opalina's group just came through a heavy oak-bound door.

You flash a wide grin.

You stand back up.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Opalina with a short, courteous bow.

Opalina quietly says, "Good evening Sorlu."

Speaking politely to Opalina, you say, "Councillor."

With straightened posture and a firm chin, you present yourself to Falvicar with a short, courteous bow.

Speaking to Falvicar, you greet, "And good evening to you as well, Falvicar."

Falvicar rubs his eyes.

Speaking in Sylvankind, Falvicar says something you don't understand.

Falvicar nods slowly.

You grin at Falvicar.

Speaking in Elven to you, Falvicar says, "Good eve."

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Was resting my eyes."

You say, "No worries. I find the need for that often enough."

Falvicar nods understandingly.

You say, "I appreciate your willingness to meet with me, and to answer the few questions I have put to each party who has expressed interest in joining the delegation being sent to the east."

Falvicar nods slowly.

You say, "Five questions, each I believe to be fairly simple in nature."

You ask, "Shall we begin?"

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Lets."

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

You smile.

You nod.

A flecked pearl white lizard sitting on Opalina's shoulder sways side to side, blinking stoically.

You say, "And feel free to take as little, or as much time, as you desire."

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Depends on the question asked."

Falvicar grins at you.

You grin at Falvicar.

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You recite:

"What makes you want to take on this dangerous task?"

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "I don't view this as a dangerous task with all due respect. If anything, I would call this task more delicate than anything. The people therein the Nations that I know are not warmongers and are and were actually quite friendly every time I've visited. I am just wanting to see this current issue resolved so there is no bloodshed and truly believe that Vaalor has no wish to do it either though if they did, I honestly think we'd be had by them."

You nod at Falvicar.

You say, "Indeed, let us hope you are right about the inherent risk involved here."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You ponder the meaning of Falvicar's existence.

Falvicar nods.

You recite:

"Why do you feel you should be chosen above the other candidates?"

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "My faith is is renoun on Ronan, and Ronan protects... just as much as I am a Night Blade that serves Lord Redding of the Ronanite Order. I've lived in Trace / Pinefar for a very long time, am a full citizen, and I have my intensions already open and known. I would put Trace's interest first and stay level headed and respectful to not upset the King nor the militia therein. That means staying quiet unless spoken to. I understand I had a breakout against Grutak here in Trace during a council meeting. However; to be fair, had that been in Vaalor I'd like to think it would never have happened since Grutak would have been silenced the moment he accused Opalina without any proof whatsoever because of how organized and formal they are compared to us. Also, I speak Elven which if memory serves.. is a requirement over there."

You nod at Falvicar.

You say, "And considering what initiated that outburst, I do not hold it against you. I doubt many others would as well."

You nod at Falvicar.

Falvicar nods approvingly.

Falvicar nods appreciatively.

Opalina blushes a soft pale rose shade at Falvicar, the color darkening her whole face!

Opalina wraps her arms around Falvicar and rests her head on his shoulder.

Falvicar wraps Opalina in a tender embrace.

You say, "Very good. Those qualities seem more admirable considering this situation. Let us move to the third question, which your travels to the east may assist you in forming an answer..."

You recite:

"What do you see as a reasonable outcome to this conflict?"

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "The King would accept an apology and the two cities can continue to live and let live. They are not are enemy, and we are not theirs. There's plenty of fighting to be had against the vampires, and whatnot. I personaly have no problem with them to continue to cross over Icemule air since I have no doubts if they really were after us, we would already have been taken over by them. Maybe both cities can share that air and work together and forge a strong friendship and look at this mishap as something that should not have happened since the letter (with all due respect) should have never been leaked in the first place. I'd like to think they and us can focus on the more immediate danger and just work together as a team."

You smile.

You nod at Falvicar.

You say, "Indeed. And a well thought out answer, I admit."

You say, "My fourth question is also quite easy. In fact, you may answer it with a simple yes or no. Of course you are welcome to expound upon that answer, should you desire."

Falvicar grins at you.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "I had to think put some thought into the last."

You recite:

"Do you believe that Ta'Vaalor's actions against Icemule have been justified?"

You grin at Falvicar.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar asks, "I'll have to answer back with a question. What actions specifically?"

A tiny ship rat on Opalina's shoulder suddenly sits up, scanning the area with a mien of feral regality.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "I've been a bit under the weather, so I want to be sure I have clarity before I say yes or no."

Falvicar grins at you.

You say, "In a general sense. The chaos that has come from one single insult. Including the past so-called treaty, as well as their current actions of buzzing the town with their airships of war."

A flecked pearl white lizard sitting on Opalina's shoulder scampers across the back of her neck to her opposite shoulder.

You nod at Falvicar.

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

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "In the end, it was just buzzing. Nobody got killed nor hurt that I know of."

Falvicar shrugs.

You chuckle.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "If you're talking of the night I think you're talking of."

You say, "This is true. As far as I know, none have been hurt directly....yet."

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Talk is cheap."

Falvicar nods.

You nod at Falvicar.

You say, "A fair way to sum up the value of many words."

You grin.

You say, "With that...you are nearly done. In fact, I have only one final question to put to you."

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "But I would take that versus them actually attacking for a warning by them. I get they were upset."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You say, "Most definitely."

You recite:

"If this trip to Ta'Vaalor ends in disaster, and you are not heard from again, what final words might you offer Icemule?"

Falvicar ponders.

You gaze with interest at Falvicar.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Even when everything is very dark, the Lord of Dreams is still watching. He saw us through the darkest hours when Thurfel and the Council of Ten caused chaos and believe he would do the same again should I not return. Keep my wife safe and tell Mohrgan he's the last Night Blade when a long enough time has passed with no word from me."

You nod.

Speaking to Falvicar, you say, "I think your words offer both wisdom, and are quite practical as well. A good combination, surely."

Opalina seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.

You nod at Falvicar.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "I hope so."

Falvicar nods to you.

Speaking appreciatively to Falvicar, you say, "For now, that is the last of my questions. I am thankful that you took time from your evening to speak with me."

Speaking to Falvicar, you say, "I'm sure the Council will also appreciate this information, when we meet soon to discuss our future."

You stand back up.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "You're most welcome."

You bow to Falvicar.

Falvicar takes the edge of his night-hued silk cape and holds it out, as he bows low in a courtly fashion.

You say, "I believe there is a ball that has just begun, I don't wish to keep either of you from that."

You smile.

Falvicar smiles.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Tis quite alright. This is more important."

Falvicar smiles at you.

You nod once.

You say, "Indeed. Selecting the right group is quite crucial."

Falvicar nods.

You say, "But you have made a strong case for yourself."

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "And hopefully.. they can all be on the same page and get along."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Speaking in Elven, Falvicar says, "Otherwise it's for not."

Falvicar chuckles.

You say, "One prayer at a time."

You grin at Falvicar.

A flecked pearl white lizard sitting on Opalina's shoulder notices something overhead of great interest, and tries to climb Opalina's face to get at it. Opalina patiently coaxes the little creature back to her shoulder and pats its head.

Speaking politely to Opalina, you say, "And as always, a pleasure to see you, Councillor."

You bow to Opalina.

Opalina curtsies to you.

You settle yourself on the mahogany chair for a moment's rest.

Falvicar wiggles his ears.

You say, "I shall soon be at the ball myself. Perhaps I will see you both there."

Opalina nods to you.

You flash a wide grin.

Falvicar nods.

You say, "Excellent."

Speaking quietly to Falvicar, Opalina exclaims, "Come let's go get dressed!"

You grin at Opalina.

Opalina examines Falvicar closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

Opalina winks at you.

Falvicar looks at Opalina and hums.

Lightweaver Opalina's group just went through a heavy oak-bound door.

You chuckle to yourself.
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The Winter War (storyline)/2022-12-10 - Icemule: Councillor Sorlu Jae'kym Nalfein - Ta'Vaalor Delegation Interviews (log)

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== Pre-Meeting ==
[Clovertooth, Auditorium]
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 Opalina disk and a stocky snow white puppy with oversized black-tipped paws.
Also here: Radoria, Seesall, Lord Sorlu, Berja who is sitting, Aliashyrah who is sitting,Lodestar Kobane who is sitting, Lightweaver Opalina who is sitting, Merrymaker Gespry who is sitting, Defender of Mist Harbor Teaberry who is sitting, Roelon, Holdssalot who is sitting

Berja says, "It took me a moment to find you all. I accidently barged into the."

Berja says, "Mayor's office upstairs."

Gespry chuckles.

Aliashyrah raises an eyebrow in Berja's direction.

Gespry melodically says, "We will start in a few minutes."

Opalina gazes at her reflection in the ruby red mirror.

Speaking deeply to Berja, Roelon says, "Nice snacks up there."

Roelon nods slowly.

Gespry melodically says, "Please, relax and have a seat."

Kobane gazes in amusement at his surroundings.

Speaking to Berja, Aliashyrah says, "I had hoped that story would have a more scandalous ending."

Sorlu says, "Excuse me, for a quick moment."

Lord Sorlu strides away moving south.

Roelon nods slowly.

Opalina quietly says, "He is going to make his grand entrance."

Opalina nods.

Kobane bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

Kobane grins at Opalina.

Roelon snickers.

Gespry chuckles.

A loud shrieking howl echoes briefly throughout the area.

Roelon snickers.

Opalina gazes heavenward.

Aliashyrah amusedly asks, "Do you suppose he will choose a more political route of bringing more people or go straight to threats?"

Gespry gazes heavenward.

Aliashyrah grins.

Aliashyrah glances appraisingly around the room.

Sorlu glances at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah asks, "What is that noise?"

Sorlu joins Gespry's group.

Speaking quietly to Aliashyrah, Kobane says, "He's never taken me as the threatening type previously."

Roelon deeply says, "Ah kilt flappin' in the wind."

Roelon deeply says, "Or some wild beast."

Sorlu grins.

Speaking to Roelon, Aliashyrah says, "I would be concerned about that kilt."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking quietly to Roelon, Kobane says, "That's one ginormous kilt, then."

Opalina quietly asks, "Or someone howling with laughter?"

Speaking to Opalina, Aliashyrah says, "You must be the optimist of the council."

Sorlu grins at Opalina.

Opalina quietly says, "Im the cheerleader for sure."

Opalina quietly asks, "Want some candy?"

Speaking to Aliashyrah, Sorlu explains, "She is the soul of the Council."

Aliashyrah looks at Opalina and shakes her head.

Sorlu grins at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah smiles at Sorlu.

Roelon snickers.

Speaking to Sorlu, Aliashyrah says, "An important role indeed."

Gespry nods at Kobane.

Speaking teasingly to Sorlu, Aliashyrah suggests, "Threats can be most persuasive."

Aliashyrah chuckles.

Sorlu grins at Aliashyrah.

Teaberry says, "So can piercing howls."

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

Kobane gives Seesall a playful bite.

Roelon turns to Seesall and cheers!

Speaking to Teaberry, Aliashyrah says, "I fear that may be more of a deterant than a welcoming sound."

Seesall hoots.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Shall we begin?"'''

Gespry cocks his head at Sorlu.

Teaberry waves to Seesall.

'''Speaking to Gespry, Sorlu says, "We might as well."'''

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

Radoria just arrived.

Kobane puffs rapidly on his teak pipe, some moss green wisps of fragrant musky-scented smoke dancing about him.

Sorlu clears his throat.

Kobane frowns at a blackened teak pipe with a translucent flame-shaped bowl.

Aliashyrah settles her gaze on Sorlu, watching him intently.

Kobane turns his teak pipe over and taps it, causing some dimly glowing cinders to fall out in a small cloud to the floor.

Aliashyrah folds her hands in her lap.

Seesall beams happily at Kobane!

== Introduction of Councilors ==

'''Sorlu says, "Good evening, all. Thank you, for those that have taken time out of your schedule to be here tonight."'''

Seesall lets out a cheer!

Kobane flashes a wide grin at Seesall.

Seesall touches one finger to her lips.

Kobane put a blackened teak pipe with a translucent flame-shaped bowl in his leather satchel.

Kobane turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

'''Sorlu says, "I am Councillor Sorlu Jae'kym, one of the two newly elected members of the Council."'''

Sorlu bows.

Missoni flounces in amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

Gespry nods approvingly.

Aliashyrah smiles at Sorlu.

Her hand lowered, Missoni gives a subtle wave.

Gespry stands up.

Speaking quietly to Sorlu, Kobane says, "Well done, Councilor."

'''Sorlu says, "Unfortunately, the other was not able to make it tonight. But we have on hand the remaining three Councillors. If they would kindly introduce themselves."'''

Sorlu smiles at Kobane.

Sorlu bows to Kobane.

Kobane stands up.

Kobane bows to Sorlu.

Opalina gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

'''Gespry melodically says, "The other newly elected council member Nodyre, was unable to attend tonight."'''

Roelon nods.

Radoria loses some awareness.

'''Gespry melodically says, "For those who didn't know, which would be few I hpoe. I'm Gespry, also on the council."'''

Gespry nods at Roelon.

Gespry sits down.

Sorlu smiles at Gespry.

'''Roelon deeply says, "Ah am Roelon McColend. Keeper of Kilts and ah Councillor of Icemule as well."'''

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Roelon bows.

Sorlu smiles at Roelon.

Teaberry giggles.

Gespry grins at Opalina.

Sorlu looks at Opalina and hums.

Seesall exclaims, "Speak woman!"

'''Opalina quietly says, "Hi and good evening everyone I'm Opalina halfling elf of Icemule and also a counciler of Icemule and well keeper of candy too sometimes when Im not eating it or feeding Bippins."'''

Seesall turns to Opalina and cheers!

Gespry melodically says, "Sounds like a trifling to me.."

Aliashyrah smiles.

Gespry winks at Opalina.

Roelon whispers something to Opalina.

Opalina quietly says, "It was a mouth full."

Roelon grins at Opalina.

Sorlu grins at Opalina.

Opalina agrees with Roelon.

Sorlu bows to Opalina.

Berja smiles.

Roelon snickers.

Roelon nods.

'''Sorlu says, "And such a fine grouping of Councilors."'''

Sorlu flashes a quick grin.

Opalina quietly says, "I was there when that happened.. the mule approved."

Aliashyrah agrees with Sorlu.

Kobane adopts an agreeable expression.

Roelon agrees with Opalina.

== Recap of information about Moonsedge and summary of Council discussion with Mayor Dabbings ==

'''Sorlu says, "So, let us begin...as we have several things of importance to announce tonight."'''

Kobane cocks his head at Sorlu.

Gespry nods at Sorlu.

Missoni leans forward.

'''Sorlu says, "First, if I may request a round of applaus for this current Council. I am happy to report that since we have reunited The Five, there has not been one single murder by a serial killer in town."'''

Seesall applauds.

'''Sorlu says, "We have worked dilligently to ensure your safety."'''

Kobane applauds loudly.

Sorlu smiles.

Holdssalot applauds.

Berja applauds.

Sorlu applauds.

Missoni nods approvingly.

Missoni applauds warmly.

'''Sorlu says, "I am sure this streak shall continue..."'''

Sorlu flashes a quick grin.

'''Sorlu says, "But now, on to a much more pressing issue..."'''

Kobane slips a hand to his ankle, deftly retrieving a steel-hilt drakar knife with a vaalin-caged black diamond set in its hilt.

Kobane tilts his drakar knife back and forth, as if deciding what he's going to do with it.

Momentarily revealing the small flyrsilk ankle sheath hidden at his ankle, Kobane deftly sheathes his drakar knife, concealing both it and the sheath once more.

'''Sorlu says, "As Icemule is a small town, news often travels fast. But for those who were not able to be around on election night, Rammael brought news that was, to put it mildly, concerning."'''

'''Sorlu says, "While we know little at this point, I can disclose to you what has been learned..."'''

Gespry whispers something to Roelon.

Roelon adopts an agreeable expression.

'''Sorlu says, "To our west, the Olbin River flows towards the Frostmain. This is an area, as many of you are well aware, where the evil of Zeban's raids did extensive damage to many of the farming communities...with many families being entirely eliminated."'''

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

Gespry nods.

'''Sorlu says, "And of course, Briarmoon Cove, a town which Icemule does a great deal of business with, bustles with life not far across the Frostmain."'''

Kobane frowns.

Sorlu nods slowly.

'''Sorlu says, "Recently, one of the small townships along the way to Briarmoon Cove, near the fallen hold of the half-krolvin that were assaulted by Zeban some time back, has reached out to us specifically for assistance...and a most dire situation it seems to be for them."'''

Roelon whispers something to Gespry.

'''Sorlu says, "Upon receiving a note from a courier, we were informed that Moonsedge, a settlement we know very little about, and have had no contact with in several decades, has been stricken with some form of plague. They ask with seeming desperation that we send healers, alchemists, and clerics, with all due haste."'''

Seesall's face turns slightly pale.

'''Sorlu says, "We, The Council, have since met with Mayor Dabbings, who was able to provide a bit more information upon reaching out to a contact of Reiphe's that dwells in Briarmoon Cove. This contact advised that this settlement is ruled over by a local human Lord that is supposedly descended from nobility who once claimed much of this area. Mayor Dabbings made the guess that he could possibly be of the Kannalan or Turamzzyrian line, but this is not confirmed."'''

Berja frowns.

'''Sorlu says, "Beyond this, little else is known. In fact, at this time, we are not even able to confirm this Lord's name."'''

Sorlu frowns.

Aliashyrah furrows her brow.

'''Sorlu says, "What is a bit worrisome is that we have learned that Briarmoon Cove, which is significantly closer to Moonsedge than we, has not received any such request for aid. While Briarmoon Cove, being a large trade hub, is notorious for caring about the gathering of coin far more than the welfare of their surrounding neighbors, it still seems slightly....suspicious."'''

Aliashyrah nods in agreement at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods slowly.

'''Sorlu says, "While there have been talks of contacting the Sisters of Hope to request their highly skilled aid, prudence dictated that we have Mayor Dabbings dispatch a simple courier willing to make the trip to Moonsedge. One that has been informed to gather what information they may on the situation at hand there."'''

Missoni furrows her brow.

Roelon nods slowly.

Teaberry turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

'''Sorlu says, "This courier is also transporting many doses of an alchemical medicine that is known to cure many forms of common disease. Should this work, we may have found an easy solution, and an easy win. Icemule surely could use more of those."'''

Sorlu slowly exhales.

Kobane nods quickly at Sorlu!

Sorlu casually glances around the room.

'''Sorlu says, "I'd appreciate if everyone would give a round of applause to our very own Master Alchemist Gespry, as well as Master Alchemist Missoni, for their immediate work in preparing these antidotes. Their dedication to the betterment of the world, while simply an average day for them, should not go unnoticed."'''

Kobane quietly says, "One problem though."

Seesall turns to Gespry and cheers!

Teaberry applauds Gespry.

Teaberry applauds Missoni.

Kobane quietly asks, "When do we ever have an easy win?"

Missoni flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.

Holdssalot applauds.

Berja applauds.

Sorlu applauds.

Aliashyrah applauds Missoni.

Sorlu nods at Missoni.

Aliashyrah applauds Gespry.

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

Roelon nods at Kobane.

Kobane turns to Gespry and cheers!

'''Teaberry asks, "What's the catch, Sorlu?"'''

Missoni murmurs, "Thank you."

'''Gespry melodically says, "Also, Roelon helped gather ingredients for the cause."'''

Kobane turns to Missoni and cheers!

Gespry nods at Roelon.

Aliashyrah raises an eyebrow in Teaberry's direction.

Teaberry turns to Roelon and cheers!

'''Sorlu says, "My last comment on this topic. As we are all aware, disease is something we should never take lightly, especially when rumors of plague are involved. As such, should any of you notice anyone appearing ill around town, you are being asked to immediately distance yourself from them and report their symptoms to the nearest law officer or town official so that we might investigate and process the suspected plague carrier."'''

Aliashyrah smiles at Roelon.

Roelon lets out a cheer!

Roelon grins.

Sorlu winces.

Missoni nods appreciatively at Roelon.

Gespry nods at Sorlu.

'''Speaking to Roelon, Sorlu says, "My apologies, Roelon. I do beg your forgiveness for failing to mention that."'''

Roelon agrees with Sorlu.

Sorlu bows to Roelon.

Speaking quietly to Sorlu, Kobane asks, "Can we kill them with fire?"

Seesall asks, "Ya know symptoms?"

Speaking to Sorlu, Aliashyrah says, "A wise precaution."

With a quick incantation, a spark in Kobane's palm quickly swirls into a heaving globe of fire, heat distorting the air around it like a desert mirage...

Gespry melodically says, "He went trolling.."

Gespry chuckles.

Speaking deeply to Kobane, Roelon says, "Or feed them to Jiarine. Same outcome."

Gespry just nudged Roelon.

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Speaking teasingly to Kobane, Aliashyrah says, "Have you met Jiarine? I believe you two may get along well."

Roelon grins at Aliashyrah.

Teaberry asks, "Have we received any word from the courier yet?"

'''Sorlu says, "At this time, this is all we truly know. Not even the symptoms, unless news has arrived that didn't reach my ear."'''

Gespry looks over at Teaberry and shakes his head.

Speaking quietly to Aliashyrah, Kobane says, "Hi, I'm Kobane. I don't think we've met."

Seesall nods.

Kobane bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.

'''Sorlu says, "As someone who has done a bit of research on disease, I feel I am in the position to advise you that illness is suspected to come from either bad air within the body, or small demons which can haunt the blood. As both these travel upon the winds, it is imperative that you always remain upwind from the suspected ill."'''

Roelon deeply says, "Jiarine is bark. Kobane bites."

Gespry waves to Noiya.

Roelon grins slowly.

Sorlu nods sagely.

Gespry nods appreciatively at Kobane.

Noiya adds Kobane to her group.

Missoni gazes in amusement at Sorlu.

Radoria just went south.

Kobane quietly says, "I be back."

Kobane stands up.

Roelon nods at Kobane.

Lodestar Kobane's group just went south.

Gespry turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

Roelon nods.

Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "Your on a roll, please continue."

'''Sorlu says, "And I should have stated this, but we will have time at the end for any questions or concerns you might have, so that we can properly address them."'''

'''Seesall asks, "Any good news?"'''

Sorlu smiles at Gespry.

Sorlu grins at Seesall.

'''Speaking to Seesall, Sorlu says, "I'm glad you asked."'''

Seesall beams!

== Announcement about Winterfest 5122 ==
'''
Sorlu exclaims, "Now, onto happier news!"'''

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

Falvicar pants.

Falvicar sheathes his high steel katana in his pure white scabbard.

'''Sorlu says, "Though winter never ceases here in the frozen north, that season is drawing ever closer. And with the coming of winter comes the return of Winterfest, 5122! This will be running from the 8th of Eorgaen, through the 11th here in Icemule."'''

Roelon grins at Falvicar.

Falvicar bows to Gespry and takes his arm.

Seesall says, "Speakin of demons.."

Seesall smirks.

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at Sorlu.

'''Sorlu says, "From my understanding, this celebration has surpassed the decade milestone, which is truly quite the feat. And with Icemule being a town that holds tradition near its heart, I am sure that many of you might wish to seek out ways in which you can help support this event."'''

Falvicar gazes in amusement at Seesall.

'''Sorlu says, "If you've missed the notes tacked up all over town, Argent Aspis, and our local ICEICLE organization, would greatly appreciate any help you might be willing to offer. If you would like to seek out ways in which you might help, or wish to get on the events list, please reach out to any officer within those groups."'''

Seesall hoots.

'''Sorlu says, "If you are not sure who those might be, you may contact either Richaard, or locally Dirvy, for further information."'''
'''Sorlu adds, "And to provide just a sneak peak, I have been given permission to announce that the infamous Penguin Plunge will indeed be returning this Winterfest!"'''

Roelon nods once.

Teaberry lets out a cheer!

Seesall lets out a cheer!

Gespry hoots excitedly!

Falvicar whispers something to Seesall.

Sorlu flashes a wide grin.

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

Falvicar grins at Seesall.

Seesall cackles!

Sorlu exclaims, "Indeed!"

Aliashyrah gazes in amusement at her surroundings.

Gespry melodically says, "Oh wait..penguin."

'''Sorlu says, "For those that aren't aware, the Penguin Plunge is an activity held during Winterfest for the sake of charity. All you must do is dig deep into your bottomless silver accounts, and bring a bank note to Penguin Hill. After your donation is received, you'll be asked to take the plunge....and once done, you will receive as a thank you for your generosity a penguin plush."'''

Gespry melodically exclaims, "Chrip!"

Sorlu removes a plush stuffed penguin wearing an embroidered red sweater from in his midnight suede rucksack.

Sorlu tilts his stuffed penguin side to side, making the light play off it.

Sorlu gazes with interest at the stuffed penguin in his hand.

Missoni flashes a quick grin.

'''Sorlu says, "This too, can be yours...for a small, charitable donation."'''

Sorlu nods.

Aliashyrah amusedly says, "How fitting with all I have learned of this town."

Aliashyrah chuckles.

'''Sorlu says, "Let us continue to strive to show the world that the generosity of Icemule knows no bounds."'''

Sorlu clears his throat.

Seesall nods at Sorlu.

Roelon grins slowly.

== Search for volunteers for new town militia ==

'''Sorlu says, "And last on the agenda of announcements for tonight, but most certainly not least..."'''

Seesall says, "This is good news."

Opalina quietly says, "Those Penguins are adorable too they all need homes... and they are less begging than our local penguin children."

Sorlu smiles.

Seesall leans softly against Opalina.

Gespry raises his hand.

'''Sorlu says, "As we all know, our current local defenses are, to put it frankly, in absolute shambles. This, while not only being a source of embarrassment, is also a glaring vulnerability that might very well cost lives. We on The Council, as well as many of you, are not blind to such an opening to our enemies."'''

Speaking quietly to Seesall, Opalina says, "You fed them too many herring."

Falvicar gazes at his reflection in the polished steel mirror.

Aliashyrah nods slowly.

Seesall snickers.

Falvicar whispers something to Opalina.

Falvicar casually glances at Seesall.

'''Sorlu mutters, "I believe, as it stands, all that remains of our current militia are a few drunken halflings and three aging penguins in desperate need of retirement."'''

Sorlu smirks.

Falvicar snickers at Opalina.

'''Sorlu excitedly says, "So it is my great honor to announce that we have begun an initiative to rectify this problem. Starting tonight, The Council will begin accepting applications from those among you with the skills, experience, or simply the enthusiasm to begin rebuilding and reinforcing the defenses of what is the greatest town in all of the North."'''

Speaking to Sorlu, Aliashyrah says, "The penguins still show promise but the halfings..."

Aliashyrah grins.

'''Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "Three? you can't count the two stuffed penguins."'''

Sorlu winks at Aliashyrah.

Roelon chuckles.

Sorlu grins at Gespry.

Opalina glances at Seesall, teeth chattering and rubbing her hands together for warmth.

Missoni smiles.

Seesall begins chuckling at Opalina!

'''Sorlu says, "Fine. One."
'''
Sorlu chuckles.

'''Speaking to Gespry, Sorlu whispers aloud, "I was trying to beef the numbers up a bit."'''

Gespry melodically says, "Well, truth be told, the stuffed ones defend better then the last two gate guards."

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Teaberry says, "Rex and Dex are still spending a lot of time in the Nightowl Pub."

Aliashyrah flashes a quick grin at Gespry.

Sorlu nods in agreement.

Opalina laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Speaking to Gespry, Aliashyrah adds, "And drink far less."

Roelon deeply says, "And the others..."

Berja nods at Teaberry.

'''Sorlu says, "Any who are curious to learn more, and who wish to take that step into a position of leadership, should reach out to a member of The Council at your earliest possible convenience. As these are received, we will begin to schedule interviews with those interested parties."'''

Roelon deeply says, "Well...."

Gespry nods to Aliashyrah.

Roelon tilts his head up.

Seesall snaps her fingers.

'''Sorlu continues, "While there is no official time table for this, we are looking to get this process underway immediately. Time is surely of the essence when it comes to such matters, and we have been quite blessed that no enemy has caught us with our pants down quite yet."'''

Opalina gives Seesall a friendly hug.

'''Sorlu says, "From my understanding, Councillor Opalina would specifically request that all correspondence, either regarding the new militia or with any other questions, comments, or concerns that may later come to mind, be sent directly to her mail box here in town. But if I am mistaken, I'm quite confident she'll correct me."'''

Sorlu surreptitiously glances at Opalina.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

'''Opalina quietly says, "Ohh I accept all mail."'''

'''Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "We have alot of able bodied adventurers around. they tend to pick up the slack."'''

Gespry glances at Seesall.

Roelon nods once.

Seesall nods at Gespry.

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

'''Speaking to Sorlu, Falvicar asks, "Prithee, what -exactly- do you mean by "reinforcing the defenses"? As in a guardsman or something?"'''

Seesall points at Gespry.

Speaking melodically to Seesall, Gespry says, "I'm a given."

Falvicar asks, "Are Roblar and I not enough?"

Seesall smirks.

Falvicar grins.

'''Sorlu says, "It would be quite a relief to many of the mothers around town if they felt we had a more organized way of protecting their home, and their families."'''

'''Opalina quietly says, "I will read it respond to it and promise to bring it before the council and the mayor."'''

Opalina nods enthusiastically!

== Questions and discussion with gathered townspeople. ==

'''Sorlu asks, "And with all that said...let us now hand the floor to you, Icemule. What questions might you have for The Council?"'''

Seesall raises her hand.

Falvicar shrugs.

'''Seesall asks, "Any word about guards?"'''

'''Speaking to Falvicar, Sorlu says, "A good question. I refer to an actual organized defense of the town, as it is currently...well..."'''

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Sorlu says, "Disorganized."'''

Sorlu nods.

Seesall says, "Drunk."

'''Opalina quietly says, "They died Miss Seesall."'''

Roelon grins.

Roelon sighs.

Falvicar nods.

'''Seesall says, "I know but thought ya was hirin new ones."'''

'''Sorlu says, "We have half a dozen trebuchets, on the walls for example...and few even know how to operate the machines."'''

Sorlu frowns.

Roelon deeply says, "They were eaten."

'''Teaberry says, "But it is way past time that two new ones were hired, Opalina."'''

Lodestar Kobane just arrived.

Roelon sighs.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Lets just say the town defenses as they are now, are loosely policed, and in need of refinement."'''

'''Speaking to Seesall, Aliashyrah says, "I believe the initiative the council is setting forth is to help aid in the town defense as the guard situation is quite dismal."'''

Missoni furrows her brow.

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

Speaking quietly to Gespry, Kobane asks, "What town defenses?"

Opalina adopts an agreeable expression.

Kobane acts puzzled.

Seesall nods to Aliashyrah.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Well, since two of the gate guards were slurp'd up by frostwyrms.."'''

Roelon nods at Kobane.

'''Aliashyrah asks, "I belive only the Mayor is able to hire new guards or am I mistaken on that point?"'''

Speaking deeply to Kobane, Roelon says, "We hopefully kin finally get that solved."

'''Aliashyrah says, "This would be a supplement to any guards that are hired."'''

Gespry melodically says, "And now ghost wolves now patrol up to the sought and west gate."

Roelon deeply says, "Otherwise its mah two fists and mah kilt."

Falvicar whispers, "Tis the impression I have too."

Aliashyrah nods at Falvicar.

'''Opalina quietly says, "We do have a few Half-Krolvin and giants helping out until we get new guards hired. Not too many folks are jumping out of the wood work to accept the jobs with so many of the local gaurds being targeted."'''

Speaking to Roelon, Sorlu says, "Mighty as they are."

Sorlu grins at Roelon.

Speaking quietly to Roelon, Kobane says, "Wouldn't be the first time we've haf to man the gates ourselves."

Seesall says, "Kilt is very scary, ill admit."

Opalina fidgets.

Seesall nods at Roelon.

Sorlu nods slowly at Opalina.

'''Sorlu says, "This, sadly, is true. Those that would be interested would do well to hold within them the spirit of a hero."'''

Sorlu nods.

Roelon nods once.

'''Gespry melodically says, "The defenses arn't nil. they just need to re-tuned, refined and better managed."'''

Sorlu agrees with Gespry.

Seesall says, "And a program.."

Seesall gazes heavenward.

'''Aliashyrah says, "An organized group of volunteers is a prudent choice and does not diminish the current defenses but only would seek to enhance them."'''

'''Teaberry says, "And a schedule so that all the gates are not unmanned at once."'''

Aliashyrah nods approvingly.

Seesall nods at Teaberry.

'''Kobane quietly exclaims, "Yes, we need a militia!"'''

Sorlu nods at Teaberry.

Aliashyrah chuckles.

Roelon nods at Kobane.

Seesall says, "Like all of em at Pub."

Seesall mumbles something under her breath.

Aliashyrah says, "Sounds like the first volunteer has come forward."

Seesall lets loose with an involved and improbable curse against the day she was born.

'''Teaberry says, "I thought we had a militia. The Northern Fury."'''

Aliashyrah grins at Kobane.
'''
Falvicar asks, "I'm guessing that means two gaurds at each post that don't take a break at the same time is out of the question?"'''

'''Gespry melodically says, "As sorlu has mentioned, those who may have an intrest, please get with the council after."'''

Speaking quietly to Aliashyrah, Kobane says, "If I had the time, I would lead them."

Missoni furrows her brow.

Speaking quietly to Teaberry, Opalina says, "I thought so too I haven't seen many around."

'''Speaking to Teaberry, Sorlu says, "Perhaps so. But, I have not heard their name mentioned in quite some time....so I imagine they are more ghost than anything else at this point."'''

'''Falvicar asks, "Or at least have a floating guard that temporary takes the watch while the normal guard is on break?"'''

Falvicar shrugs.

Speaking to Opalina, Teaberry says, "I've seen Olgretien around on Restdays."

Seesall nods.

Speaking to Kobane, Aliashyrah says, "Leaders come in all forms. Even if you do not have the time to formally lead, a seasoned fighter is always an asset to any defense."

'''Sorlu says, "It would be good to have active patrols on the street. We do want to make sure our streak of murderless nights continues."'''

Speaking to Falvicar, Berja says, "I imagine a floating guard would just be joining the others at the pub."

Seesall begins chuckling at Berja!

Sorlu smiles at Opalina.

Teaberry nods at Berja.

Speaking quietly to Aliashyrah, Kobane says, "You're not wrong."

Speaking to Berja, Falvicar says, "He wouldn't if his job is relieve the other guard that is at the pub."

Aliashyrah nods.

Gespry ponders.

Falvicar says, "Not like he can't patrol otherwise."

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah teases, "I do not believe the pub requires additional guards."

Falvicar says, "I didn't say the floating guard would be at the pub..."

Missoni raises her hand.

Teaberry says, "But they always end up there, Falvicar."

'''Opalina quietly says, "Please Also if you have ideas and they don't get addressed fully here this evening please feel free to send me a letter in the mail."'''

Falvicar says, "The normal and current ones do."

Berja agrees with Teaberry.

'''Sorlu says, "And of course, as we move further into that process, the plan will be refined."'''

Falvicar says, "This one doesn't have to."

Sorlu nods at Missoni.

Seesall says, "Expect my corespondance Opallina."

'''Missoni curiously says, "I was just wondering if any progress had been made in finding the murderer, given their absence."'''

Opalina smiles at Seesall.

Falvicar says, "Especially if he is ordered to check the other gates first before he goes on break and the normal guards get told to not leave their post til they are relieved by him."

'''Roelon deeply says, "It is better to get this movin' now."'''

Roelon nods slowly.

'''Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "Thank you Councillor Sorlu for the main agenda for tonight."'''

Opalina looks over at Missoni and shakes her head.

Sorlu bows to Gespry.

Gespry surveys the area.

Sorlu takes a few steps back.

Missoni nods slightly.

Sorlu glances at Missoni.

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah asks, "Do you believe the current tendency of the guards to spend their time at the pub is due to a scheduling deficiency?"

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah says, "Or perhaps they have already been instructed to not both be there, and yet they often are."

Speaking to Missoni, Sorlu says, "None, as of yet. Though there is a chance he has simply fled town."

Sorlu nods at Missoni.

'''Gespry recites melodically:

"Let us move on to followup questions or ideas. and as Missoni has asked. as of yet, we are still looking into it"
'''
Speaking to Sorlu, Missoni exclaims, "I should hope so!"

Speaking to Aliashyrah, Falvicar asks, "Are you oppossed to them changing the current schedule because you don't care if the gate is not manned?"
Missoni dryly says, "Perhaps to Moonsedge."

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah says, "On the contrary."

Gespry nods at Missoni.

'''Gespry melodically says, "It is possible, that the agent is the cause, but we are still gathering information on Moonsedge."'''

Missoni adopts an agreeable expression.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Does anyone else have a question, not guard, gate, or assassin related?"'''

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Berja raises his hand.

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah says, "I am merely suggesting that there is more that needs correcting than assigning a floating guard. Until the current issues are addressed, adding more guards will only put a temporary fix on the problem."

Gespry nods.

Gespry nods at Berja.

'''Berja asks, "Regarding the winter festivities, is it a good idea to gather so many people when a disease might be around?"'''

Seesall turns an inquisitive ear toward Berja.

Sorlu put a plush stuffed penguin wearing an embroidered red sweater in his midnight suede rucksack.

Perigourd just arrived.

Speaking quietly to Berja, Kobane says, "Just wear a mask, it's fine."

Kobane waves his hand in a dismissive gesture.

Perigourd joins Missoni's group.

Roelon whispers something to Sorlu.

Seesall snickers.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Missoni tilts her head up.

Missoni smiles at Perigourd.

'''Teaberry says, "Berja might have a point there."'''

Perigourd cocks his head at Missoni.

'''Speaking quietly to Berja, Opalina says, "The Disease is not in Icemule and we are taking as much precautions as possible to not bring it here."'''

Aliashyrah counters, "As of yet, there has been no sign of the disease reaching Icemule, but it is a wise comment to consider."

Kobane coughs.

Kobane sneezes.

Sorlu whispers something to Roelon.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Cancelling the festivities, without a true sense of any issue that may be detrimental. We can't just change things without a real cause."'''

Aliashyrah corrects, "No sign until now."

Sorlu nods slowly at Roelon.

Perigourd cocks his head at Missoni.

Kobane's face turns slightly pale.

Kobane looks at Aliashyrah and gasps, trembling and flailing his arms in panic!

Berja nods.

Aliashyrah rolls her eyes.

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

Aliashyrah nods at Gespry in agreement.

'''Aliashyrah says, "Panic is often more dangerous than any true threat."'''

'''Gespry melodically says, "There is always some pending doom, we just have to manage as best we can."
'''
Roelon nods to Aliashyrah.

Kobane flashes a wide grin at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah says, "Icemule must not let herself fall prey to that."

Kobane nods quickly to Aliashyrah!

Speaking to Aliashyrah, Berja says, "That is a good point."

'''Roelon deeply says, "We continue on, but with ah more watchful eye."'''

Berja nods.

Sorlu agrees with Roelon.

Perigourd begins chuckling at Missoni!

Berja asks, "Do we have a local stockpile of the antidote if needed?"

Roelon deeply says, "More reason fir the Militia."

Opalina quietly says, "Well we could always social distance and cover our faces with Masks."

Kobane nods quickly at Roelon!

Speaking melodically to Berja, Gespry says, "If it becomes and issue, it will be addressed."

Opalina taps a snarling frost white bear mask bearing ivory fangs that she is wearing.

Kobane raises his voice at Opalina in merry laughter.

Berja nods at Gespry.

Sorlu nods eagerly at Roelon.

Seesall says, "I would think that any sign of plague would be dealt with accordingly."

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Next question?"'''

Speaking to Gespry, Berja says, "I will leave it in your hands then."

Berja nods once.

Speaking to Berja, Teaberry says, "We don't know if the potions Gespry and Missoni made will work. We hope they will."

Speaking to Aliashyrah, Falvicar says, "It doesn't need to be temporary. I don't see a problem nor understand the hate and close-mindedness to just dismiss the idea of getting a fifth to ensure the gates are always manned. Unless you think the longer hours at the gate is bad for the gate gaurds in which case then just have two and they can do other responsibilities when they aren't manning temporary relieving the normal guards. Unless it is a money issue. I dont think it's a high priority, but I still think we should hire two replacements."

Missoni nods.

Aliashyrah gently brushes her auburn hair away from her eyes and, with a deft twist of her wrist, tucks it behind one ear.

Several strands of Kobane's white blonde hair slip into his face and across his eyes.

Speaking quietly to Teaberry, Sorlu adds, "That Roelone also gathered ingredients for."

Kobane gently brushes his white blonde hair away from his eyes and, with a deft twist of his wrist, tucks it behind one ear.

Teaberry nods at Sorlu.

Gespry melodically says, "It was a team effort."

Teaberry says, "It was."

Seesall says, "Aint no I in TEAM."

'''Teaberry says, "And I hope that the potions Roelon gathered ingredients for will wipe out the plague in Moonsedge."'''

Speaking to Falvicar, Aliashyrah says, "I believe you misunderstood my comments. I have no opposition whatsoever to hiring additional guards. In fact, I fully support it. I was only pointing out that I do not believe the current issue of having both guards abandon their posts simultaneously can be solved by -only- adding more guards."

Speaking to Seesall, Berja says, "There is a ME though."

Gespry leans on Seesall, giving her a companionable grin.

Opalina buries her face in her hands.

Berja nods.

Roelon grins at Teaberry.

Seesall pokes Roelon in the ribs.

Missoni nods at Perigourd.

Gespry nods slowly.

Gespry bows to Sorlu.

Sorlu grins at Berja.

Seesall says, "Thanks Roe."

Sorlu bows to Gespry.

Seesall nods.

Roelon deeply says, "Roelon is innocent whatever those ingredients were....."

Roelon grumbles.

Seesall praises Gespry.

Roelon grins.

Missoni gazes in amusement at Roelon.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow in Missoni's direction.

Seesall angrily grabs a bright yellow sign reading "KICK ME!" from her back, crumples it up into a ball, and flings it over her shoulder, muttering something about blood, pain, and torture.

Seesall mumbles something under her breath.

Speaking respectfully to Falvicar, Aliashyrah says, "I value the defense of this town and wish to see the issues with the guards that I and others have noted be addressed. But please do not think that I would ever suggest that hiring more guards is not advisable."

'''Gespry melodically says, "If you all want to continue to discuss guard issues, after the meeting is over, by all means. but let us not get bog'd down into details we have lil controll over currerntly."'''

Opalina removes a bright pink heart-shaped sign reading "FREE HUGS!" from in her white bearskin coat.

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

Opalina stands up.

Opalina gives Seesall a friendly hug.

Opalina gives Seesall a friendly slap on the back.

Seesall cackles!

Seesall coughs.

Teaberry gives Opalina a friendly hug.

Aliashyrah nods at Gespry.

Opalina smooches Seesall on the cheek.

Speaking to Gespry, Aliashyrah says, "My apolgies. I was attempting to correct a misunderstanding but there are more appropriate times and places for that."

Roelon nods once.

'''Gespry melodically says, "As mentioned before, Opalina has agreed to currently be the received of council ideas, notes or issues via the mail."'''

Sorlu smiles at Opalina.

Missoni nods gratefully.

Opalina gives Seesall a friendly slap on the back.

Opalina gives Seesall a friendly slap on the back.

'''Gespry melodically says, "This also includes future agenda items, or issues that need to be brought to the council's attention, or to all who attend."'''

Opalina quietly exclaims, "It's not working!"

Opalina quietly says, "You can't have a hug me sign."

Opalina offers Seesall a bright pink heart-shaped sign reading "FREE HUGS!".

Seesall beams happily at Opalina!

Seesall accepts Opalina's heart-shaped sign.

Opalina nods enthusiastically!

Seesall grins evilly.

'''Gespry melodically says, "By all means, if you see a council member, and have something urgent, by all means talk to any of us."'''

'''Opalina quietly says, "Anything you may be thinking about and just want to share with us."'''

Sorlu nods encouragingly.

Falvicar looks at Opalina and hums.

'''Gespry melodically says, "That includes Nodyre."'''

Roelon adopts an agreeable expression.

Aliashyrah says, "My thanks to the council for sharing this information with all of us. I am eager to see what may come of the suggestions brought forth this evening."

Kobane gestures.

Kobane suddenly disappears.

Speaking to Aliashyrah, Sorlu says, "These are exciting times indeed."

Sorlu smiles.

Aliashyrah nods at Sorlu in agreement.

Falvicar nods.

Speaking to Sorlu, Aliashyrah murmurs, "Indeed."

Opalina fastens the line of reticulated opalescent orb toggles on her coat, securing it comfortably around her.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Roelon, Opalina and Sorlu. if you have any last bit of advise or words to say before close. I'd do so now."'''

'''Speaking to Gespry, Sorlu says, "I have spoken quite enough, I'm sure. I have nothing else to add."'''

Sorlu chuckles.

Gespry nods at Sorlu.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Roelon?"'''

Roelon shakes his head.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Opalina?"'''

'''Roelon deeply says, "Nae at all. Yir time was greatly appreciated here."'''

Roelon bows.

'''Opalina quietly says, "I look forward to seeing our town continue to Moveforward together."'''

Sorlu agrees with Roelon.

Gespry nods approvingly at Opalina.

Opalina nods enthusiastically!

Sorlu grins at Opalina.

Seesall exclaims, "Thanks to all the public servants!"

Seesall lets out a cheer!

Sorlu applauds
.
Opalina gives Seesall a friendly hug.

Teaberry lets out a cheer!

Opalina gives Seesall a warm buss on the lips.

Missoni cheerfully says, "Thank you all."

Sorlu smiles at Missoni.

Sorlu surreptitiously glances at Perigourd.

Seesall just licked Gespry!

'''Gespry recites melodically:

"On behalf of the council, We would all like to thank you for attending tonights meeting."'''

Gespry smooches Seesall on the cheek.

Seesall hoots.

Missoni stands up.

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Berja smiles.

Holdssalot stands up.

Seesall just marched off to the south.

Berja nods gratefully.

Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "Thank you for getting us started."

Holdssalot just went south.

Missoni sets about preparing herself to be as presentable as possible.

Perigourd nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu bows to Gespry.

Berja stands up.

Aliashyrah applauds politely.

Speaking to Gespry, Sorlu says, "My pleasure to serve."

Roelon nods once.

Gespry nods.

Roelon applauds.

Aliashyrah smiles quietly to herself.

Gespry surveys the area.

Gespry nods once.

Roelon dusts off his black woolen kilt.

Opalina dusts herself off.

Opalina quietly says, "Thank you all for attending this evening."

Teaberry stands up.

'''Gespry melodically says, "I'd gavel us out, but that requires a gavel and something wooden to smack. And sonce Nod..err..we are missing a wood block. maybe next time."'''

Gespry stares off into space.

Opalina laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Teaberry abruptly punches at an expansive cedar and pine stage!

Roelon deeply says, "How about ..."

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Roelon nods at Gespry.

Opalina quietly says, "Nothing like a good kilt flip."

Speaking melodically to Roelon, Gespry says, "Works for me."

2022-09-14 - Icemule Town Council Candidate Speeches (log)

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[Icemule Trace, Meeting Pavilion]
Banners of blue and white frame a mule-printed tent flap marking the entrance to the spacious pavilion. Supported by a central pillar of hoarbeam that is heavily carved with penguins, polar bears, and wolves, the enclosed space is heated and perfumed by a number of pierced censers hanging from the support beams by chains of iron. The eastern quadrant of the pavilion is dominated by a raised pine stage festooned with blue and white banners with a weathered spruce podium at the front.

Rammael just came out of a mule-printed tent flap.

Jiarine removes a piece of ebon parchment from in her black leather longcoat.

Rammael bows.

'''Rammael says, "Good evening, all."'''

Jiarine focuses all of her attention on her parchment, writing carefully with her quill. Satisfied, she considers what she's written.

Nodyre nods to Rammael in greeting.

Vaemyr nods to Rammael in greeting.

Jiarine offers Nodyre a piece of ebon parchment.

Randsford bows to Rammael.

Bakarus examines Rammael closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

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

Aliashyrah nods in greeting at Rammael.

Bakarus nods in greeting at Rammael.

Trouthe nods to Rammael in greeting.

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

Fropple paces back and forth.

Roelon nods at Rammael.

Trouthe put a piece of ebon parchment in her fur cloak.

Jiarine assures, "Everything will be by the book."

Jiarine offers Nodyre a piece of ebon parchment.

Nodyre raises an eyebrow in Jiarine's direction.

Nodyre accepts Jiarine's ebon parchment.

Jiarine appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Roelon deeply says, "Here is to speak yir case."

Nodyre chuckles.

Roelon grins at Nodyre.

Nodyre offers Jiarine a piece of ebon parchment.

Gespry melodically says, "And having Jia here, trying to bribe, via a note, should automatically have her disqualified."

Fropple gasps.

Jiarine shakes her head at Gespry and clucks her tongue.

Fropple exclaims, "Bribe, very very dire accusation!"

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Rammael says, "Well, I hope everyone is prepared to make their respective cases."'''

Nodyre nods at Rammael.

Jiarine snidely asks, "Since when have politics been savory?"

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Teaberry says, "This should be very interesting."

Roelon nods at Teaberry.

Roelon deeply says, "Very."

'''Rammael says, "I am, unfortunately, a bit under the weather this evening."'''

Bakarus says, "Good luck to all. Undoubtedly I could have won again as the preeminent council member, but in the interest of healing and putting Icemule first..."

Bakarus says, "I have decided not to run."

Speaking to Rammael, Nodyre says, "Sorry to hear that."

Roelon nods slowly.

Bakarus nods respectfully.

'''Speaking to Gespry, Rammael asks, "Would you be amenable to assisting in managing the speeches?"'''

Roelon deeply says, "The weather has been ah bit colder then usual."

Gespry ponders.

Gespry nods at Rammael.

Roelon nods at Gespry.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Ok, shall we get this done?"'''

== --NODYRE SPEECH-- ==

'''Gespry melodically says, "First up is Commodire Nodyre the Gamb..err.gamesman."'''

''You see Commodore Nodyre the Gambler.''

''He appears to be a Half-Sylvan.''

''He is very tall and has a lithesome, nimble build. He appears to be time-worn. He has piercing emerald-hued eyes and faintly lined, windburnt skin. He has short, sandy blonde hair threaded with grey at the temples. He has prominent biceps.''

''He has an enruned gold-inked band on his finger, and an ethereal kut'zikokra tattoo.''

''He is wearing a broad-brimmed bycocket topped with an exceptionally long snow petrel plume, a cloak, an intricate vaalorn aegis with a crystal chamber embedded in its focus slung over his shoulder, a subdued scabbard slung over his other shoulder, a duffel bag, a harness over a long-sleeved shirt, some disc armor, some vambraces, a herringbone palm frond wristband, a white aegis-crested black ora ring, an unadorned ring, a subdued sash, a coin pouch, an herb kit, a pair of cuffed trousers, an intricate vaalorn quiver affixed with a complex dial just above its open mouth, and an unremarkable pair of boots.''

Gespry nods at Nodyre.

Nodyre frowns at Gespry.

Roelon grins slowly.

Nodyre coughs.

(Gespry steps aside to the cart.)

With a couple quick shoves, Nodyre tucks his shirt into his trousers.

Nodyre glances down at his pair of cuffed trousers with a slight frown, and then briefly tugs at the waistband. After a few adjustments to the fabric and how it drapes about his hips, he seems satisfied.

Nodyre adjusts his subdued sash, moving a lasimor-throated scabbard and a bleakstone-throated scabbard until he is satisfied.

Nodyre narrows his eyes, then suddenly steps purposefully forward, letting his cloak billow behind him.

Nodyre deftly tilts his head and lets the bycocket roll off his head and into his awaiting hand.

'''Nodyre says, "Greetings. I am Nodyre, longtime resident of Icemule Trace and Captain of The Nautical by Nature."'''

'''Nodyre says, "First and foremost, I'd like to thank Rammael for providing me with this opportunity to speak with all of you."'''

Pulling up the edges of his cloak, Nodyre executes a stately bow.

'''Nodyre says, "I'd also like to thank all of those in attendance for taking the time out of their busy day to ensure that Icemule Trace has competent and engaged leadership in place."'''

'''Nodyre says, "My policy goals are simple."'''

'''Nodyre says, "First, I aim to establish port access for our town in order to open up new trade routes and to establish proper defense to our west. I also seek to establish mount trails from here to the Hinterwilds."'''

Nodyre scratches at the lining of his cloak, releasing a salty sea scent into the air.

Jiarine sneezes, trying vainly to keep from spraying you.

Gespry nods slowly.

'''Nodyre says, "Second, I look to audit the town finances to weed out graft, corruption, and negligence."'''

Gespry winces as a dusty twilight grey mouse snuffles along his neck, pausing to dig its nose into his ear.

Bakarus smiles at Jiarine.

Sorlu frowns at Jiarine.

Jiarine whispers aloud, "He smells."

'''Nodyre says, "Third - and by far the most daunting of my goals - I will bring to justice the villain murdering our residents and befouling the corpses with Luukosian deathwort."'''

Gespry nods approvingly.

Nodyre strikes a commanding pose, throwing his cloak back and staring off into the distance.

Roelon nods once.

Sorlu smirks at Jiarine.

'''Nodyre says, "By electing me to the Town Council you can be confident that your safety and fortunes will be secured and good governance will be enforced."'''

'''Nodyre says, "Thank you for your consideration."'''

Nodyre catches the lip of his broad-brimmed bycocket and flips it up into the air. Without missing a beat he catches it on his head.

Nodyre nods at Gespry.

Jiarine applauds.

Aliashyrah applauds politely.

Trouthe applauds Nodyre.

Jiarine unsuccessfully stifles a yawn, then attempts to recover by vigorously applauding!

Roelon applauds.

Sorlu nods.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Thanks Nodyre, is there any questions. please raise yer hand."'''

Jiarine raises her hand.

Gespry nods at Jiarine.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "What is you question, Jiarine?"'''

'''Jiarine asks, "Exactly how do you plan to bring about all of these large changes when the council cannot do much of anything at this point?"'''

Trouthe glances at Jiarine.

Nodyre rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Nodyre says, "A good question."'''

Sorlu smiles.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Nodyre says, "I would bring to the council a notable amount of wealth, a fleet of ships, and a lifetime of experience."'''

'''Gespry grins impishly.

Jiarine says, "A good audit could have discovered where the missing silver has vanished months ago before it could have been buried even further into the depths of who knows where."'''

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Nodyre says, "I also, as an office in the Hand of the Arkati, have enormous influence with some of the most reputable and disreputable adventurers around. You can rest assured that when I speak, I speak with a very loud voice."'''

'''Jiarine asks, "Oh... by simply being old and rich by your standards you are automatically the better choice?"

Jiarine says, "Got it."'''

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

'''Bakarus says, "As a concerned citizen, certain unpleasant steps must be taken to accomplish such goals, many the citizenry find not palatable...but likely necessary. The killer has evaded all efforts with ease thus far...besides one overachieving gardner."'''

Rammael chuckles quietly.

Vaemyr snickers.

'''Speaking to Bakarus, Nodyre says, "It's a good thing that I don't fight fair."'''

As Nodyre reaches for his kut'zikokra tattoo an ethereal crossbow stock protrudes from its center. He grabs the crossbow stock and pulls an ethereal kut'zikokra out.

Nodyre cocks his ethereal kut'zikokra.

A series of ethereal chains lashes out from Nodyre's kut'zikokra tattoo as his ethereal kut'zikokra seeps back into his tattoo.

'''Speaking melodically to Bakarus, Gespry asks, "That a comment or question?"'''

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Speaking to Gespry, Bakarus says, "Merely a comment."'''

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Any other questions?"'''

'''Speaking to Nodyre, Teaberry asks, "How is not fighting fair a recommendation?"'''

Teaberry acts puzzled.

Missoni bites her lip.

'''Speaking to Teaberry, Nodyre says, "I'm not sure I follow the question."'''

'''Jiarine says, "The Council should be above the law at all times."'''

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Jiarine.

'''Jiarine says, "Otherwise it weakens the entire city."'''

Aliashyrah helpfully reminds, "And disreputable connections."

Vaemyr glances at Jiarine.

'''Speaking to Nodyre, Teaberry asks, "You just said it was a good thing that you didn't fight fair. How is not fighting fair a good thing?"'''

'''Gespry melodically says, "As an aside, this is just a few followup question for the electorial choices, this is not time for a long debate."'''

'''Speaking to Teaberry, Nodyre asks, "How has fighting fair worked so far with the murderer running around?"'''

Gespry nods once.

Bakarus nods understandingly.

Teaberry frowns.

Gespry bows to Nodyre.

Nodyre nods at Gespry.

'''Speaking melodically to Nodyre, Gespry says, "Thanks, if we have time after everyone has gone, if you want to expound or add to your comments or interests, then do so then."'''

== --JIARINE SPEECH-- ==

'''Gespry melodically says, "Next up, is the lady Jiarine D'Nerval."'''

''You see Jiarine D'Nerval Nalfein the Keeper of the Secret.''

''She appears to be an Elf.''

''She is diminutive and has a delicately boned, waifish body. She appears to be youthful. She has lash draped topaz-encircled brilliant cyan eyes and velvety smooth alabaster skin. She has chin length, silky ebonwood-hued hair with longer layers of fiery gold and umber framing her face. She has a finely boned gracile face and narrow ears that curve sharply upward into delicate, angled points. She has bronze-hazed chocolate polish brushed onto her oval fingernails.''

''Undecipherable sigils are branded onto her fingertips, their edges emanating a dull black glow.''

''She is in good shape.''

''She is wearing a knee-length black leather longcoat, a suede-strapped sturdy leather rucksack, a side-laced dark leather underbust corset over a low-necked dark chocolate blouse, a short ebony lace skirt draped with a glass-beaded fringe, and some tall ebony side-strapped boots.''

Gespry nods at Jiarine.

Jiarine drops into a deep curtsy, moving smoothly as her arms sweep grandly to her sides.

Bakarus turns to face Jiarine.

Sorlu skeptically mouths, "Lady?"

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

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

'''Jiarine says, "My heart is sad since I did not get such a grand naming."'''

Roelon nods at Sorlu.

Missoni turns an inquisitive ear toward Jiarine.

'''Jiarine says, "Some of you do not know me and if you have heard of me... the truth is more than the words other would have spoken."'''

Roelon grins.

'''Jiarine says, "I do not claim to play above the law but I will follow the courses set by those who know better while voicing my concerns the entire time."'''

'''Jiarine says, "This town needs someone who will not blindly follow and can keep a clear head of the bigger picture that involves the people of this town."'''

'''Jiarine says, "If I am voted onto this council you know what I would bring to this table. Insight into politics years in the making within my own City."'''

'''Jiarine says, "I would also not shy away from the "hard" tasks that will surely be coming in the future as the root of the problems here are brought into the light."'''

Jiarine shrugs.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

'''Speaking melodically to Jiarine, Gespry asks, "All done?"'''

Bakarus applauds.

Rammael walks off into the distance.

Roelon applauds.

Gespry chuckles.

Speaking to Gespry, Sorlu says, "Please make it be."

'''Jiarine says, "My only request is that those who vote do it with who they think can bring the most and not whose voice is the most annoying."'''

Nodyre raises an eyebrow.

Sorlu grins.

Jiarine makes a flicking motion with her wrist and a tiny fiery glow briefly appears in her hand.

Roelon grins.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Thank you Jiarine for you stepping up to toss your name into the council election. Does anyone here have a question for Jiarine?"'''

Gespry surveys the area.

Teaberry raises her hand.

Gespry nods at Teaberry.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Ok, Teaberry."'''

Jiarine cocks her head at Teaberry.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Teaberry asks, "What hard tasks do you foresee coming in the future?"'''

'''Jiarine says, "There is still something simmering beneath our feet and the darkness will come again."'''

Gespry nods slowly.

Randsford raises an eyebrow.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow.

'''Jiarine says, "A murderer walks freely amoung you and I."'''

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Nodyre nods at Jiarine.

'''Jiarine says, "Someone knows who that is."'''

Missoni casually observes her surroundings.

Teaberry nods slowly.

Bakarus glances around the room.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Anyone else?"'''

Bakarus shrugs.

Rammael frowns.

Trouthe agrees with Jiarine.

Sorlu whispers aloud, "Is she threatening us?"

Sorlu squints.

Randsford raises his hand.

Roelon deeply says, "Sadly, aye. Fir all we know, is watchin' us still as we all speak."

Gespry looks over at Sorlu and shakes his head.

Sorlu glances at Gespry.

Sorlu touches one finger to his lips.

Jiarine asks, "Did I offer to burn your ass?"

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Jiarine squints at Sorlu.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Gespry melodically says, "Lets keep it civil."

Speaking to Jiarine, Sorlu says, "Not tonight."

Sorlu smiles at Jiarine.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Randsford asks, "In the past you said you did not care if the lich won or lost. Why would you suddenly care what happens to this town?"'''

Jiarine says, "Then you are not threatened."

Gespry bows to Jiarine.

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at Randsford.

Missoni shifts her weight.

'''Jiarine says, "A breach within this town can spread very easily. I have investments that I care deeply for and do not want that destroyed by a town that was driven by corruption."'''

'''Speaking melodically to Jiarine, Gespry says, "Thanks Jiarine for your time, speech and willingness to sacrifice your time and energy to this endeavor."'''

Gespry melodically asks, "Ok, wheres Fropple?"

Jiarine nods at Randsford.

Gespry gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Gespry mutters under his breath.

Nodyre says, "Not present."

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Randsford asks, "So your interest is purely personal and monetary?"'''

Gespry nods at Nodyre.

Vaemyr ponders.

Teaberry says, "He was. I saw him earlier."

Vaemyr says, "Was around a little bit ago."

Vaemyr nods at Teaberry.

Missoni adopts an agreeable expression.

Nodyre says, "Not currently, however."

Nodyre says, "Nor is Delyorik."

'''Jiarine says, "Yes? Why would I lie about that. I do fight for what is mine."'''

Randsford nods at Jiarine.

== --SORLU SPEECH-- ==

'''Gespry sings melodically:

"Next up is Lord Sorlu Jae'kym the previous tablet bearer"'''

''You see Lord Sorlu Jae'kym the Scoundrel.''

''He appears to be a Nalfein Elf.''

''He is average height. He appears to be extremely young. He has icily translucent, frost blue eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, thick battle-touseled sable hair and a wide-brimmed black suede hat stuck with a single raven black feather worn at a rakish angle. He has an angular face, a classical nose and long pointed ears. A long smoky emerald feather quill tipped with a spiraled dark vaalin nib is tucked behind his ear.''

''He has an interwoven infinity symbol tattoo on his neck, inked wispy tendrils of smoky jade curling sensually around both forearms, a menacing jade-eyed onyx viper tattoo on his arm, a faintly serrated sliver of emerald with prismatic striations in his left eyebrow, and a wisp-wrapped blonde woman tattoo on his arm.''

''Elongated tentacles of hazy jade mist writhe across his form, undulating in rhythm to his movements.''

''He is in good shape.''

''He is holding a slender Nalfein-styled cane in his right hand.''
''He is wearing a mithril-edged vultite buckler inset with thick steel knobs, a sleek midnight suede rucksack stitched with gleaming silver thread, a shadowy black marbrinus cloak clasped with a pure jet rose, a black highwayman coat with an elbow-length capelet, a half-buttoned ivory linen shirt, a crescent platinum torc ending in shadowglass-eyed rat heads, an emerald talisman etched with a wispy smoke-wrapped woman, a verdigris ivy leaf-shaped locket, a white stone seed charm, some tailored black leather gloves, a brushed platinum wedding band of two intertwined figures worn on the left ring finger, a pair of soft black suede trousers finished with onyx rivets, an oiled leather belt, a soft leather coin bag bound with veniom, a rugged leather loot bag, a tarnished brass keyring, and some black leather boots with obsidian-tipped laces.''

Gespry nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles at Gespry.

Roelon nods.

Sorlu takes a few steps toward a weathered spruce podium.

Bakarus nods at Sorlu.

Gespry skips happily towards a vine-carved cherrywood cart.

Gespry turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

(Sorlu turns toward the crowd.)

'''Sorlu greets, "Good evening, Icemule. Do forgive the speed in which I speak, as I have much to say and little time to deliver it..."'''

Sorlu smiles politely.

Teaberry nods.

'''Sorlu begins, "Ah, well... here we are again."'''

Randsford nods in agreement at Bakarus.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

'''Sorlu says, "It seems it were not long ago that I was standing before you, trying to earn the confidence of your vote. But sadly, it was not to be..."'''

Sorlu frowns.

'''Sorlu laments, "It would seem that not enough of you were able to find value in what I offered. Regardless of the many who have since come to me to speak otherwise, as well as the shattering of our Council, the stagnation of our town, and a serial killer remaining on the loose...I still do not consider this to be your failing. No, my friends, it was I that failed you..."'''

Sorlu sighs.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Rammael turns an inquisitive ear toward Sorlu.

Nodyre laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

'''Sorlu says, "Perhaps I was not able to express to you the seriousness of the situation. Or perhaps I failed to overcome the known bigotry and suspicion that exists towards those of my House, as well as those of my faith. But as they say, this is water under the bridge. A past that can't be changed... but one that has hopefully since been overcome."'''

'''Sorlu continues, "The last time I spoke, I offered many examples of the programs and civic changes that I would introduce. These have not changed.."

'''Sorlu says, "Should I be elected, the first thing that will be instituted is a mandatory monthly Town Council meeting that is open for the public to attend. These meetings will allow the Council to provide updates to the town, as well as receive feedback or suggestions in a more formal manner. While I understand that at times certain individual members of the Council might not be able to attend due to personal affairs, these monthly meetings will take place without fail...perhaps upon the ides of each month. Somehow this feels appropriate, though I am flexible as to allow for as many to attend as possible."'''

'''Sorlu says, "Second, a call will be sent out to all banners. Throughout Icemule's history, many fabled militias have been formed...sadly, the remnants of each lay currently scattered. For there to be a safe Icemule, a new unified militia needs to be formed out of these remnants. Such a militia will need it's own leadership, one that is separate from the Town Council...though I'm quite sure all on the Council are willing to serve our town by joining as irregulars. Once I'm elected, interviews will begin immediately for those with interest in helping to establish and lead this new force..which will be expected to maintain meetings and practice drills."'''

Nodyre cringes.

'''Sorlu says, "My third point, the process of which will also begin immediately upon my election, is the formation of a formal outreach program. While we have the defensive luxury of being so far isolated from the south and the east...the wise know that ignorance of information is often one's great vulnerability. And truly, such vulnerabilities need to be addressed..."'''

Missoni looks thoughtfully at Sorlu.

'''Sorlu says, "Many of you already have established relationships with other towns outside the reach of the northern cold. It is to you I will turn for this third point, those of you who might find interest in becoming official ambassadors and emissaries of Icemule. Again, we will select from those who do not already have their time consumed by maintaining a seat on the Council. Through this program, we will learn who is a friend to Icemule, and who is not. This knowledge will open up a spectrum of future possibilities as well...from establishing new trade partners to the creation of foreign military alliances. Opening the channels of communication with other communities in an official manner will help to establish Icemule as the power that we truly are."'''

'''Sorlu says, "I could go on for hours...but as you can well see, my entire platform consists of strengthening our community ties, and thus strengthening the town. I don't seek your vote through simple wordplay, smiles and... giggles. But instead through actual executable plans that set up roles for each and every one of you, should you desire it.."'''

'''Sorlu slyly adds, "And trust me, you will quite enjoy many of the other things I have in mind as well..."'''

Sorlu grins slowly.

'''Sorlu urges, "Now...I will ask that you think back over the last few years, and all I have done to protect this town. Consider the burden I was made to carry, the personal risk I accepted so that we might buy ourselves time to find a way to fight back. Even in the face of an enemy that was nearly overwhelming, my loyalty did not waiver.. not even when I was offered a throne from which to rule over this town."'''

Sorlu casually glances around the room.

'''Sorlu concludes, "My friends, I do not seek to rule over you...because I am one of you. That is not the job of the Council, nor any governing body. No...It is our job to serve you, the good people of this town. If what I say appeals to you, place my name, Sorlu Jae'kym, on your ballot."'''

Sorlu nods.

'''Sorlu says, "Thank you."'''

Gespry nods at Sorlu.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Trouthe applauds Sorlu.

Vaemyr nods at Sorlu.

Aliashyrah applauds Sorlu politely.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Any quick questions for Sorlu?"'''

Sorlu asks, "Questions?"

Nodyre raises his hand.

Sorlu raises an eyebrow.

Jiarine raises her hand.

Entwil applauds Sorlu.

Gespry nods at Nodyre.

Sorlu nods at Nodyre.

'''Speaking to Sorlu, Nodyre asks, "When you say a mandatory town council meeting ... mandatory for whom?"'''

Perigourd nods at Missoni.

'''Sorlu says, "For the Council to hold."'''

Sorlu nods at Nodyre.

'''Speaking to Sorlu, Nodyre asks, "And is there some sort of penalty for not attending?"'''

'''Sorlu says, "Those who wish to attend, can...and those who do not..."'''

Sorlu shrugs.

'''Speaking to Nodyre, Sorlu says, "Yes. Shame."'''

Nodyre nods slowly.

'''Nodyre says, "I see. Thank you."'''

Aliashyrah laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Sorlu flashes a quick grin.

Speaking melodically to Fropple, Gespry says, "Yer late, and have been moved to the end of the list."

Gespry nods at Jiarine.

Fropple grins.

Speaking to Gespry, Aliashyrah says, "I do not object to him speaking before me."

Sorlu asks, "Any other questions?"

Fropple says, "I so sorry, big emergency! But I back now."

'''Speaking melodically to Jiarine, Gespry asks, "Yer question?"'''

Sorlu raises an eyebrow.

Roelon grins at Fropple.

'''Jiarine inquires, "Why did that entire speech sound like it was just for YOU and your wants rather than the town itself?"'''

Fropple squeals.

Nodyre laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Sorlu peers quizzically at Jiarine.

Roelon grins at Jiarine.

Nodyre gazes heavenward.

'''Jiarine says, "You plan to do this. You plan that. You will arrange for even more."'''

Jiarine says, "That sounds like someone out for themselves."

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Sorlu says, "Because we are presenting what it is we wish to do to help better the town? Why we should be elected."'''

'''Roelon deeply asks, "Sounds perhaps ye wish to run fir Mayor?"'''

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon shrugs.

Aliashyrah blinks in puzzlement at Jiarine.

'''Jiarine skeptically says, "Of course."'''

Gespry nods slowly.

'''Sorlu says, "I'm quite confident even you understood my main point, Jiarine. It is through community that we stay strong."'''

Geijon smiles.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Any other questions for Sorlu?"'''

Gespry surveys the area.

'''Speaking to Roelon, Sorlu says, "One step at a time."'''

Sorlu smiles at Roelon.

Gespry nods.

Gespry bows to Sorlu.

Speaking politely to Gespry, Aliashyrah says, "Please, allow Fropple to speak. I have no pressing matters that may pull me away and do not mind waiting."

'''Speaking melodically to Sorlu, Gespry says, "Thanks Sorlu for your time and speech to those here."'''

Sorlu nods at Gespry.

Speaking melodically to Fropple, Gespry asks, "You prepared? or going to wing it?"

Sorlu takes a few steps toward a vine-carved cherrywood cart.

Jiarine mouths,"I winged it."

Fropple nods.

Jiarine tosses back her head and runs her fingers through her hair.

Gespry nods.

Fropple says, "I readies."

Gespry melodically says, "Ok then."

Fropple skips in a merry little circle around a weathered spruce podium.

Fropple skips happily towards a weathered spruce podium.

Fropple clears his throat.

== --FROPPLE SPEECH-- ==

'''Gespry recites melodically:

"Next up is Lord and Warrior, Fropple Undertart."'''

''You see Fropple Undertart the Warrior.''

''He appears to be a Halfling.''

''He is taller than average. He appears to have come of age. He has blue eyes and freckled skin. He has short, curly light brown hair. He has a plump face, a button nose and bushy sideburns.''

''He has a frozen mule tattoo on his arm, a frosted tart tattoo on his neck, and a skull and crossbones tattoo on his wrist.''

''He is holding a mug of rum-laced coffee in his left hand.''
''He is wearing a spiked set of halfling-crafted field plate, a hooded spidersilk cloak, a Warrior Guild Master pin, a spidersilk pack, a dingy gold ring, a spidersilk sack, and a wiregrass anklet.''

Speaking melodically to Fropple, Gespry says, "Knock'em dead."

Gespry skips happily towards a vine-carved cherrywood cart.

(Fropple pulls a small notecard from his cloak and places it on the podium.)

'''Fropple recites:

"Dear friends
Thank you for giving me your time between second dinner and first dessert to listen to this pavilion chat.
I am Fropple Undertart, humble warrior and citizen of Icemule."'''

'''Fropple recites:

"I would like you to know I holds my home, Icemule Trace, and its citizens and guests in the highests of all halfling regards.
I think you know me by now, and I have seen you all here and abouts"'''

Fropple nods graciously.

'''Fropple recites:

"It would be important that our council have a very tricksey and clever halfling on it, for we face many challenges as a town
It also important to has a strong and tough warrior, someone to remind all that Icemule Trace and halfling make best warrior of all, and defend town from front lines. Leaders lead from front!"'''

Fropple roars!

'''Fropple recites:

"I hope to be all of those thing for you
Make good decisions for town, good decisions in best interest of all the people
Make tough decisions so long that they are right, even if unpopular
And when necessary, fight toughs and slice the bad guys to pieces!"'''

In one blurring motion, Fropple snatches a kroderine claidhmore from his harness, brandishing it for all to see.

Fropple raises his kroderine claidhmore in triumph!

Fropple places his kroderine claidhmore on his foot, then straightens. With a deft kick, he sends the claidhmore into the air, causing it to arch nicely and land in his weapon harness!

'''Fropple recites:

"Please consider voting your hometown warrior, Fropple Undertart to Town Council, pleases, and thankee."'''

Perigourd chuckles.

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

Missoni smiles.

Sorlu grins.

Jiarine raises her hand.

'''Speaking melodically to Roelon, Gespry says, "He could at least make for a good headsman with that sticker of his."'''

Randsford nods approvingly at Fropple.

Trouthe applauds Fropple.

Gespry nods at Fropple.

Roelon grins at Gespry.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Gespry!

Roelon applauds Fropple.

Fropple asks, "Is there question time?"

Entwil applauds Fropple.

Fropple squeals.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Jiarine, you anticipated. go ahead."'''

Jiarine snickers.

'''Fropple says, "Yes, yes, tankee Jiarine, pleases, your question."'''

Fropple turns an inquisitive ear toward Jiarine.

'''Speaking to Fropple, Jiarine inquires, "Clearly you are not one to miss any meals. If the time ever comes would you be willing to starve so those who are not of your kin or blood can live?"'''

Aliashyrah smiles at Fropple.

(Fropple looks thoughtfully whilst rubbing his chin. His eyes narrow in concentration.)

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Jiarine.

Aliashyrah blinks at Jiarine.

Aliashyrah laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Roelon grins.

'''Jiarine says, "The half-krol that were here and there in town were once at the town gates starving."'''

Gespry cocks his head at Fropple.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Fropple says, "The halfling warrior way is that if there is this need, then everyone else eat first, halfling warrior last, of course."'''

'''Fropple says, "It is the noble way."'''

Gespry nods approvingly.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

'''Jiarine asks, "And what if your kin do not agree with your opinions?"'''

Fropple turns an inquisitive ear toward Jiarine.

(Fropple looks thoughtfully whilst rubbing his chin. His eyes narrow in concentration, once again.)

Aliashyrah blinks.

'''Fropple says, "Define kin. My other councilors? My halfling cousin? This meaning all halfling."'''

'''Fropple exclaims, "Just want to make sure I answers your question fully!"'''

'''Jiarine says, "Those halflings who call this town home."'''

Fropple bounces around happily.

'''Jiarine says, "Blood favors blood after all."'''

Jiarine shrugs.

Gespry nods once.

'''Fropple says, "That is ok, that is part of thinking and debate process. Not always all agree. I will respectfuly make my opine, and live with decision that we all make."'''

'''Speaking to Fropple, Jiarine asks, "Do you bounce between the bodies of the dead like a maniac?"'''

Aliashyrah shoots Jiarine the smallest of dismayed glances, conveying her disapproval.

Missoni furrows her brow.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Any other questions for Fropple? Real questions.,."'''

'''Fropple says, "One moment Ms. Jiarine."'''

'''Fropple says, "Yas we must make time for all to asks questions."'''

Rammael chuckles.

'''Jiarine says, "Those are real questions. Even if you do not agree with them."'''

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

'''Fropple says, "Hrms, no I searches my defeated foe for treasures like you and everyone else."'''

Fropple shrugs.

Gespry chuckles.

'''Teaberry says, "I think he is allowed to bounce, just like Jia is allowed not to."'''

Aliashyrah smiles.

Roelon grins at Teaberry.

'''Speaking dismissively to Gespry, Jiarine says, "Please continue."'''

Fropple squeals.

Gespry stares off into space.

Gespry nods.

Gespry bows to Fropple.

Jiarine lackadaisically applauds, but does not appear sincere.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Sorlu shakes his head, totally at a loss.

Fropple says, "Tankee for questions."

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

'''Speaking melodically to Fropple, Gespry says, "Master Undertart, thanks for your time, speech and your willingness to step uo into a possible council position."'''

Sorlu nods at Fropple.

Fropple rolls to the right, then springs to his feet, ready again for action!

Fropple roars!

(Fropple bounces to the back of the room.)

Fropple bounces around happily.

Aliashyrah smiles quietly to herself.

Gespry melodically says, "Ok, it appears for our final speaker.."

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at Gespry.

== --ALIASHYRAH SPEECH-- ==

'''Gespry recites melodically:

"Miss Aliashyrah a citizen of Icemule, is our final speaker"'''

''You see Aliashyrah.''

''She appears to be an Illistim Elf.''

''She is average height. She appears to be youthful. She has wide-set sea green eyes and alabaster skin. She has shoulder length, glossy auburn hair. She has a delicate face, a classical nose and a generous mouth. She has a pair of eahnor chevrons adorned with some raven's feathers dangling from her ears.''

''She is in good shape.''

''She is wearing a filigreed eahnor choker dripping auroral emeralds, a silver-chained overgown dripping shards of glossy onyx, a sideless leather gown dyed a metallic hematite black, and some dark ora filament-strapped silk boots lofted on beveled heels.''

Gespry nods to you.

Aliashyrah confidently walks behind a weathered spruce podium.

Aliashyrah smiles.

Rammael nods.

Sorlu smiles.

'''Aliashyrah warmly greets, "Blessed evening to all. I am aquainted with some of you, however a greater number of you are unknown to me, much as I am to you. Let me begin by sharing my name. I am Aliashyrah Ilthaerhys."'''

Roelon nods once.

Straightening her back, Aliashyrah gives a formal, low curtsy. She inclines her head as well, giving a brief nod.

'''Aliashyrah smoothly continues, "I journeyed to Icemule a short time past in the hopes of investigating and validating the various rumors that had traversed across these lands to the halls of Ta'Illistim, my home. Armed with a mixture of curisotiy and uncertainty, I set off in pursuit of the facts."'''

Aliashyrah nods once.

'''Aliashyrah says, "Upon arriving I quickly learned that while welcoming, Icemule and her citizens dilligently guard their history and secrets against those they perceive as outsiders. With this unexpected challenge set before me, I chose to not only learn about the recent more monumental events, but to aquaint myself with some of the hisoty and traditions of this fair town and her people."'''

Aliashyrah smiles quietly to herself.

Sorlu nods slowly.

'''Aliashyrah pleasantly says, "It was an endeavor which has brought me great joy and led me to this podium in front of all of you."'''

Aliashyrah gently brushes her auburn hair away from her eyes and, with a deft twist of her wrist, tucks it behind one ear.

'''Aliashyrah honestly admits, "I cannot claim to rival some of the other fine candidates with regard to time spent in Icemule."'''

'''Aliashyrah steadily proposes, "Even so, I humbly present for your consideration that I may have something unique to offer, precisely because of the fact that I am a more recent citizen."'''

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Aliashyrah.

Aliashyrah clears her throat.

Gespry nods approvingly.

'''Aliashyrah proudly confirms, "Yes, I have attained full citizenship since my arrival, though I have been made aware that it is not a current prerequisite to run for a council position."'''

'''Aliashyrah adds, "I hope that it will stand as a testament to my committment to Icemule and her future."'''

(Aliashyrah takes a momment to scan the room, offering an occasional reserved smile to those present whom she recognizes.)

'''Aliashyrah warmly continues, "Now that I have answered the foremost question in your minds of who I am, I would beg a moment more of your time to discuss what I can offer to Icemule and her citizens."'''

'''Aliashyrah diplomatically says, "The recent events in town have highlighted the strength and character of Icemule, but they have also left scattered seeds of discord and mistrust. It is only to be expected when matters of betrayal and possession are involved."'''

'''Aliashyrah says, "As someone who was not present during that tumultuous time, I possess a clean slate and an unbiased view of each citizen."'''

'''Aliashyrah solemnly promises, "Every one of you is equal in my eyes and would be treated as such."'''

Aliashyrah smiles.

'''Aliashyrah says, "I am further blessed with an outside perspective, which means that my decisions will be based solely on the current needs and desires of the town rather than muddied by past events or connections."'''

'''Aliashyrah seriously says, "The position of town councilor is one that demands a great deal of accountability and passion. Each councilor should bring to the table a unique perspective to allow the mayor the advantage of a well-rounded collection of information with which to make his decisions. This will ensure that Icemule does not become an echo chamber for recycled thoughts and actions."'''

'''Aliashyrah honestly attests, "There is still work to be done as the Abbey suffers even now with unwanted and unwelcome occupants, a murderer plaugues the otherwise peaceful streets of town, and new but somewhat tenuous alliances have been formed which will need attention."'''

'''Aliashyrah adds, "There is also a general disconnect that I have noted between the average citizen of town and those who lead. Many who I spoke to upon my arrival were oblivious to town issues and events. This is a travesty and one which I would address by encouraging open discourse and ensuring all pertinent matters are made readily accessible."'''

'''Aliashyrah humbly concludes, "I would ask that you consider me for one of the open council seats. Regardless of your decision during these elections, I will remain here working side by side with each of you to shape the future of Icemule while considering and respecting her past."'''

'''Aliashyrah demurely says, "Thank you for allowing me a chance to speak."'''

Straightening her back, Aliashyrah gives a formal, low curtsy. She inclines her head as well, giving a brief nod.

Gespry nods slowly.

Aliashyrah stands in front of a vine-carved cherrywood cart.

Roelon applauds Aliashyrah.

Sorlu smiles.

Vaemyr nods to Aliashyrah.

Randsford applauds Aliashyrah.

Sorlu applauds Aliashyrah.

Trouthe applauds Aliashyrah.

Teaberry applauds.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Any questions for Aliashyrah?"'''

Gespry surveys the area.

'''Jiarine asks, "Do I need to raise my hand again?"'''

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Nodyre says, "No."'''

Aliashyrah laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Go ahead Jiarine."'''

Roelon grins slowly.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Aliashyrah teases, "It's good exercise."'''

'''Jiarine says, "Fine, fine."'''

Sorlu grins.

Roelon grins.

Gespry arches a skeptical eyebrow as he takes in his surroundings.

Nodyre seems to be waiting for something.

'''Jiarine asks, "You seem to be a student of knowledge but what happens if somewhere else in the world there is a bigger story unfolding. Will you venture there to write its history or remain in a perhaps placid town?"'''

Aliashyrah smiles at Jiarine.

Teaberry leans forward.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Aliashyrah confirms, "I am indeed a student of knowledge. However, though the pursuit of knowledge is what led me here, I have found that it is somewhere I plan to stay for the forseeable future. I would not have taken the time and effor to become a citizen if my attention could so easily be pulled elsewhere."'''

'''Aliashyrah says, "You will learn in time that I am not of a fickle nature."'''

Sorlu nods.

'''Jiarine lightly says, "Except we do not know much about you."'''

Aliashyrah nods in agreement at Jiarine.

'''Speaking to Jiarine, Aliashyrah says, "Indeed. I look forward to getting to know each of you more throughout time and interactions. That will not change whether you choose to put your trust in me as a councilmember or not."'''

Sorlu glances between Gespry and Perigourd.

Aliashyrah gazes with interest at Perigourd.

'''Speaking to Aliashyrah, Perigourd asks, "In studying the history of Icemule, how would you characterize it, and it's importance?"'''

Perigourd cocks his head at Aliashyrah.

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

'''Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "A good question."'''

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Cryheart nods at Perigourd.

'''Speaking to Perigourd, Aliashyrah says, "The short answer would be that I have found it to be a proud and resilient town."'''

Gespry inclines his ear, listening intently.

'''Speaking to Perigourd, Aliashyrah says, "If you would like me to expound further, I can."'''

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

'''Perigourd says, "I'd be happy to listen, depending upon available time."'''

Perigourd glances inquiringly at Gespry.

'''Gespry melodically says, "We have a few more minutes."'''

Aliashyrah smiles.

Vaemyr nods at Sorlu.

Entwil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu smiles.

Gespry melodically says, "Meaning..."

Sorlu gazes with interest at Aliashyrah.

'''Speaking to Perigourd, Aliashyrah says, "While some may see the location as a disadvantage, Icemule is uniquely situated to be an important hub for travel. Already many come to journey to the Rift. The Hinterwilds were found through the actions and efforts of this town. There are connections to the south and some to the east."'''

Nodyre squints.

'''Speaking to Perigourd, Aliashyrah says, "It has a rich history of overcoming adversity and has proven recently to be just as strong in that regard."'''

Perigourd nods to Aliashyrah.

'''Aliashyrah says, "Though I do echo Sorlu that there seems to be a certain lack of organized defense but I see shadows of what used to be a strongly '''defended city also."'''

Speaking to Perigourd, Aliashyrah says, "I hope that answers your question."'''

Aliashyrah smiles.

Sorlu nods in agreement to Aliashyrah.

'''Perigourd says, "Yes, it had one of the most formidable militia's in the west at one point."'''

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

Missoni agrees with Perigourd.

Nodyre laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Missoni murmurs, "Long live the Northern Fury."

Perigourd begins chuckling at Missoni!

Fropple squeals.

Gespry nods slowly.

Geijon nods.

Roelon nods.

'''Gespry melodically asks, "Any other questions?"'''

Gespry glances at Nodyre.

'''Speaking to Gespry, Nodyre says, "Oh, I've heard enough."'''

Gespry nods.

Entwil nods in agreement at Nodyre.

Gespry melodically says, "Ok."

'''Speaking melodically to you, Gespry says, "Thank you Aliashyrah for your speech and willingness to toss your hat into the ring for town council."'''

Fropple applauds.

Sorlu applauds Aliashyrah.

Roelon agrees with Gespry.

'''Gespry recites melodically:

"Thank you all, Speakers, Audience and anyone not covered by the previous two, for today's live speech event. I'm sure Rammael will let us know when the actual voting will start and end. Good luck to all who are running, and may everyone choose who they wish to be a part of Icemules Town Council."'''

Sorlu smiles.

Missoni smiles.

Missoni applauds warmly.

Sorlu raises his winter rose tea in a toast!

Vaemyr nods.

Roelon deeply says, "We look forward to work with ye."

Aliashyrah applauds politely.

Vaemyr applauds.

Roelon applauds.

Teaberry applauds.

Jiarine says, "For the record I am not a citizen of this town and cannot vote for myself. I expect you to do that."

'''Gespry melodically says, "If you have further questions for any of those still here and present. free for all away. after Rammael escapes."'''

Cryheart grins at Jiarine.

Speaking to Jiarine, Nodyre says, "Most folks here aren't citizens either."

Trouthe applauds.

Nodyre chuckles.

'''Missoni happily says, "Thank you, everyone. That was very informative."'''

Speaking to Rammael, Vaemyr says, "I hope you feel better."

'''Aliashyrah curiously asks, "Are only citizens able to vote?"'''

'''Jiarine says, "They are."'''

Gespry nods to Aliashyrah.

Jiarine inquires, "What reason did the other councilers give for not being here?"

Speaking to Jiarine, Sorlu says, "They have withdrawn."

Gespry melodically says, "Kobane."

Sorlu nods at Jiarine.

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Speaking to Sorlu, Jiarine says, "Imagine that... you would have another hat to throw into the fire."

Gespry melodically says, "Had to travel, and had no time frame of when he would return, and withdrew from the council."

Jiarine says, "Mmm no. I meant the ones currently sitting."

Jiarine says, "I see one here."

Jiarine glances at Roelon.

Jiarine says, "Or two."

Jiarine clears her throat.

Gespry melodically says, "Wow."

Roelon deeply says, "There is only one other nae here."

Roelon raises an eyebrow in Jiarine's direction.

Gespry melodically says, "Opalina."

Jiarine says, "The seat is so highly sought that I would think those currently on it would ALL be here."

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Gespry melodically says, "I can nae speak for her absence currently, thugh I did see her around earlier."

Roelon nods slowly.

Fropple asks, "Hrmsies, yet they cannot endorse any particular candidate yes, yes?"

Rammael walks off into the distance.

Cryheart says, "There could be many reasons for someone's absence."

Fropple exclaims, "Perhap it best they not come, to not influence!"

Fropple rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Fropple nods knowingly.

Fropple says, "Dis must be answer."

Jiarine soothingly says, "Of course. Whatever is best."

Fropple smiles.

Fropple nods reassuringly.

Gespry melodically says, "I came, but it was to see what was said, and by whom."

Jiarine teases, "I should guard my tongue then as not to upset anyone before the voting takes place."

Cryheart says, "Oh, I was remiss."

Roelon grins slowly.

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Sorlu.

Roelon nods at Gespry.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Geijon furrows his brow.

Geijon says, "This took an odd turn."

Sorlu takes a drink from his winter rose tea.

Jiarine drops into a deep curtsy, moving smoothly as her arms sweep grandly to her sides.

Speaking to Jiarine, Trouthe asks, "Is that even possible?"

Jiarine says, "You think so little of me."

Jiarine sniffs.

Trouthe grins at Jiarine.

Trouthe raises her voice in merry laughter.

'''Gespry melodically says, "Well, it appears Rammael has run off. I'm sure he'll annoucne in some way, when and where the voting will begin. some point in the near future."'''

Entwil quietly says, "This was quite informative, thanks to all candidates for giving their thoughts and ideas."

Fropple smiles.

Sorlu grins.

Fropple nods.

Teaberry nods at Gespry.

Missoni nods approvingly.