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	On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and twelve Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear as could be.		On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and twelve Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear as could be.

	She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her. ''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, Dread Pirate! I'' was ''a naive fool!''		She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her. ''[[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5120-09-13_-_A_Rone_Cold_Ultimatum_(log)\|You win]], Casi! [[Blood_Son_-_5120-08-04_-_Riffin%27_on_Gryphons,_Mayors,_and_Players_(log)\|You win]], [[Malluch]]! You win, Dread Pirate! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

	Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.		Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.

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	==Afternoon of Lormesta 10, 5122==		==Afternoon of Lormesta 10, 5122==

	Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.		Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment, when she'd ''thought'' she was making progress.

	Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of a new thought: ''...~~what~~ things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''		Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of a new thought: ''...when have I actually made progress? What things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

	A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "aiding with the Gryphons' escort" and "removing Thadston."		A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "aiding with the Gryphons' escort" and "removing Thadston."

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	Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.		Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.

	Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of ~~the~~ thought. ''...what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''		Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of a new thought: ''...what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

	A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "~~not~~ ~~appointing~~ ~~Stephos~~" and "removing Thadston."		A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "aiding with the Gryphons' escort" and "removing Thadston."

	On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and ~~sixteen~~ Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: ~~her~~ ~~record~~ ~~went awry every time that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record~~.		On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and twelve Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear as could be.

	She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her.		She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her. ''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, Dread Pirate! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

	''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, Dread Pirate! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

	Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.		Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.

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	[Town Square Central]		[Town Square Central]
	This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the Ardimas disk, the Helioz disk, the Soleren disk, the Ayndrew disk, a large acorn, a round silver-banded barrel, an herbal remedy donation bin and some wide stone benches with some stuff on it.
	Speaking to Leafiara, Fahlo asks, "What're you up to?"		Speaking to Leafiara, Fahlo asks, "What're you up to?"
	Speaking sagely to Fahlo, Leafiara says, "Awaiting assassins."		Speaking sagely to Fahlo, Leafiara says, "Awaiting assassins."

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	"I already sent a word of thanks to Mayor Thadston and Bear's next after you, but I just wanted to say thank you and I'm really looking forward to the finished bazaar!"		"I already sent a word of thanks to Mayor Thadston and Bear's next after you, but I just wanted to say thank you and I'm really looking forward to the finished bazaar!"

	Leafi flew to her feet, sending her chair clattering to the floor. "~~That's it.~~ I'm out of here ~~for tonight~~."		Leafi flew to her feet, sending her chair clattering to the floor. "I'm out of here."

	"Hey, it's okay, I--" The young lady stopped short as Leafiara brushed past her and she caught a full glimpse of the councilor's attire. "''Whoa'', aren't you freezing wearing summer clothes in winter!"		"Hey, it's okay, I--" The young lady stopped short as Leafiara brushed past her and she caught a full glimpse of the councilor's attire. "''Whoa'', aren't you freezing wearing summer clothes in winter!"

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	=Original Story: Lormesta 11, 5122=		=Original Story: Lormesta 11, 5122=



	==Night of Eorgaen 16, 5121==		==Night of Eorgaen 16, 5121==
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	"Excuse me, I think I need to go [[Verb:COMMUNE\|commune]] with [[Onar]] or [[Zelia]]. Or both." Leafi nodded briefly and walked away, leaving behind a confused lady listening to her trailing voice: "Or [[Jastev]]... or [[Marlu]]..."		"Excuse me, I think I need to go [[Verb:COMMUNE\|commune]] with [[Onar]] or [[Zelia]]. Or both." Leafi nodded briefly and walked away, leaving behind a confused lady listening to her trailing voice: "Or [[Jastev]]... or [[Marlu]]..."



	==Night of Eorgaen 17, 5121==		==Night of Eorgaen 17, 5121==
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	Leafiara says, "I'm beginning to think nobody is taking Amos seriously enough to know what he's going to do with that money."		Leafiara says, "I'm beginning to think nobody is taking Amos seriously enough to know what he's going to do with that money."
	Leafiara says, "It's only a matter of when."		Leafiara says, "It's only a matter of when."



	==Night of Eorgaen 18, 5121==		==Night of Eorgaen 18, 5121==

	[Town Square Central]		[Town Square Central]
	This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see the jet-sheened Kayani disk festooned with grave blossoms, a furious badland spirit that is flying around, the Margus disk, a cloudy-eyed air wyrdling, the palm frond-shaped Leafiara disk, the purple Willm disk, an amber-eyed tawny range wolf, the Berril disk, a linen-covered rolling side table with some stuff on it, a large acorn, a large acorn, a round silver-banded barrel, an herbal remedy donation bin, some wide stone benches with some stuff on it and obvious signs of someone hiding.
	Gutstorm drunkenly slurs, "Me wunner if Cryheart headed dish way."
	Lady Nairena just arrived.		Lady Nairena just arrived.
	Leafiara muses, "I'm sensing not."
	Nairena peers quizzically at Leafiara.		Nairena peers quizzically at Leafiara.
	Nairena says, "You look very tired."		Nairena says, "You look very tired."
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	Leafiara frowns.		Leafiara frowns.
	Leafiara dubiously says, "I really can't tell..."		Leafiara dubiously says, "I really can't tell..."



	==Afternoon of Eorgaen 19, 5121==		==Afternoon of Eorgaen 19, 5121==
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	''I'm not tired, Nairena... I'm disappointed.''		''I'm not tired, Nairena... I'm disappointed.''



	==Night of Lormesta 2, 5122==		==Night of Lormesta 2, 5122==

	Her body felt heavy, but no sleep came, leaving her to dwell in her thoughts. It was one of those seasons where the local ~~creatures~~ kept getting cute. Tonight had been wasps and minotaurs. The night before a double round: bandits in the Graendlor Pasture, and earlier in the night came the [[wolverine]]s, orcs, spiders, and [[storm giant]]s.		Her body felt heavy, but no sleep came, leaving her to dwell in her thoughts. It was one of those seasons where the local life kept getting cute. Tonight had been wasps and minotaurs. The night before a double round: bandits in the Graendlor Pasture, and earlier in the night came the [[wolverine]]s, orcs, spiders, and [[storm giant]]s.

	But if it hadn't been minotaurs or bandits or storm giants, it would have been ''[[frost giant]]s'' like a couple weeks ago--or [[arctic titan]]s, snakes, trolls, [[krolvin]], [[hooded figure]]s, [[Patchwork flesh monstrosity\|flesh monstrosities]], [[Deathsworn fanatic\|fanatics]], ice elementals, and every other breed of foe to start a haphazard assault over the past month.		But if it hadn't been minotaurs or bandits or storm giants, it would have been ''[[frost giant]]s'' like a couple weeks ago--or [[arctic titan]]s, snakes, trolls, [[krolvin]], [[hooded figure]]s, [[Patchwork flesh monstrosity\|flesh monstrosities]], [[Deathsworn fanatic\|fanatics]], ice elementals, and every other breed of foe to start a haphazard assault over the past month.

	Most of them hadn't been threat enough for her to break a sweat in the winter cold~~. Her blood wasn't pumping hard, yet she lay awake~~. Casualties were practically nonexistent by Landing standards, yet she was troubled. Everything felt meaningless. She rested her forearm against her forehead and sighed. "I'm no better than [[Octaven]]. [[Dennet]]. [[Quinshon]]... [[Stephos DeArchon\|Stephos]]... [[Kragnack]]... [[Raznel]]... [[Vlashandra]]... [[Praxopius]]. Amos himself? I don't even know."		Most of them hadn't been threat enough for her to break a sweat in the winter cold. Casualties were practically nonexistent by Landing standards, yet she was troubled. Everything felt meaningless. She rested her forearm against her forehead and sighed. "I'm no better than [[Octaven]]. Dennet. Quinshon... [[Stephos DeArchon\|Stephos]]... [[Kragnack]]... [[Raznel]]... Vlashandra... [[Praxopius]]. Amos himself? I don't even know."

	"You do know," came a quiet voice of indiscernible gender.		"You do know," came a quiet voice of indiscernible gender.
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	"...then what ''do'' I do to change it?"		"...then what ''do'' I do to change it?"

	"You know the answer. Neither the ones who could forgive you of the blood debt you owe, nor the ones who could claim the debt by force, understand that you owe them ~~anything at all~~. You thought Stormyrain would be the first in line to kill you, yet she will not and, indeed, there is no line ~~at all~~. The assassin you hope for, Leafiara, is not out there but within. She is your own past self, who would have cut down the shell you are now."		"You know the answer. Neither the ones who could forgive you of the blood debt you owe, nor the ones who could claim the debt by force, understand that you owe them. You thought Stormyrain would be the first in line to kill you, yet she will not and, indeed, there is no line. The assassin you hope for, Leafiara, is not out there but within. She is your own past self, who in disgust would have cut down the shell you are now."

	The robed figure paused and withdrew backward with the subtle and unnerving movements of something with no muscles nor bones, and when it had fully faded into the rooms' shadows it spoke a last time: "Either end what you are to become reborn or you will eternally chase after redemption you can never have."		The robed figure paused and withdrew backward with the subtle and unnerving movements of something with no muscles nor bones, and when it had fully faded into the rooms' shadows it spoke a last time: "Either end what you are to become reborn or you will eternally chase after redemption you can never have."



			==Afternoon of Ivastaen 9, 5121==

			Leafiara had known it for years: [[Casiphia]] was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal [[Thadston]] during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?

			But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd known [[Vlashandra]] was rotten from the day she arrived too. She'd guessed exactly what [[Dennet]] would have [[Quinshon]] do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he'd probably drank it right up anyway--

			"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."

			Leafiara shook her head as she scanned her plotting board one last time, snipped selections of dozens of TownCrier articles connected by a veritable spiderweb of red strings, and then lifted it from her desk and took it outside for a ritual burning.



			==Afternoon of Lormesta 10, 5122==

			Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old plotting board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.

			Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of the thought. ''...actually, what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

			A glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets,'' and began to write. "Refusing to force evacuations," she wrote in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "removing Thadston."

			On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and sixteen Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: her record went awry every time, without fail, that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record.

			She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her.

			''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, [[Larsya]]! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

			Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, now wearing an uncontrollable grin.



	==Night of Lormesta 10, 5122==		==Night of Lormesta 10, 5122==

	[Town Square Central]		[Town Square Central]
		⚫	Speaking abruptly to Chandrellia, Leafiara says, "Larsya is the greatest genius of our age."
	This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see a shaggy silver and white puppy with mismatched blue and brown eyes, the red Willm disk, the Lindre disk, a red forest fox, the palm frond-shaped Severine disk, the Sennek disk, the Warrden disk, an air wyrdling, a fat white cat, a pale-faced coppery barn owl, a large acorn, a large acorn, a large acorn, a handful of sunflower seeds, a mistwood serving cart with some stuff on it, a round silver-banded barrel, an herbal remedy donation bin and some wide stone benches with some stuff on it.
⚫	Speaking abruptly to Chandrellia, Leafiara says, "[[Larsya]] is the greatest genius of our age."
	[[Pietra (prime)\|Pietra]] giggles.		[[Pietra (prime)\|Pietra]] giggles.
	Leafiara nods firmly.		Leafiara nods firmly.
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	Chandrellia snuggles up against Leafiara, who responds by cradling an arm around her.		Chandrellia snuggles up against Leafiara, who responds by cradling an arm around her.
	Speaking excitedly to Chandrellia, Leafiara exclaims, "This is where I've been going wrong for ages, I've been listening to too many other people and not enough to myself!"		Speaking excitedly to Chandrellia, Leafiara exclaims, "This is where I've been going wrong for ages, I've been listening to too many other people and not enough to myself!"
	Speaking to Leafiara, Pietra says, "Please don't be Gutstorm, one is more than enough."		Speaking to Leafiara, Pietra says, "Please don't be [[Gutstorm (prime)\|Gutstorm]], one is more than enough."
	Leafiara dramatically declares, "Well, no more! I am the one and only me!"		Leafiara dramatically declares, "Well, no more! I am the one and only me!"
	Leafiara throws her head back and howls!		Leafiara throws her head back and howls!

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	Though her office hadn't enough light to see the details, her eyes wandered to one of the portraits she knew was hanging on her wall: the [[Stormyrain (prime)\|marshal]] leaning against the oak tree in the square. Her first mayoral run had been mere whim at a friend's request, but her subsequent runs and her council run had been predicated on believing the--at the time--captain's words about not underestimating the town. The Landing she knew wasn't the Landing the captain knew, but she'd wanted to see it. Only once in six years had she seen it: when [[Witchful_Thinking_-_5119-11-26_-_Last_Stand_(log)\|the citizens stood up]] to Marshal [[Thadston]] to fight against [[Raznel]] sooner than evacuate.		Though her office hadn't enough light to see the details, her eyes wandered to one of the portraits she knew was hanging on her wall: the [[Stormyrain (prime)\|marshal]] leaning against the oak tree in the square. Her first mayoral run had been mere whim at a friend's request, but her subsequent runs and her council run had been predicated on believing the--at the time--captain's words about not underestimating the town. The Landing she knew wasn't the Landing the captain knew, but she'd wanted to see it. Only once in six years had she seen it: when [[Witchful_Thinking_-_5119-11-26_-_Last_Stand_(log)\|the citizens stood up]] to Marshal [[Thadston]] to fight against [[Raznel]] sooner than evacuate.

	''But that was only a scant few. It's like the Landing's lost its identity. When did that happen? Was it the [[Ta'Vaalor]] deal? Was it [[Landing_Events_-_5118-06-08_-_Landing_Interim_Marshal_Debate_5118_(log)\|appointing Thadston the marshal]] or electing him the mayor? ...or did I misunderstand Stormyrain? Maybe it was only ever a scant few who take a stand. Maybe the assassins will never come.''		''But that was only a scant few. It's like the Landing's lost its identity. When did that happen? Was it the [[Ta'Vaalor]] [[The_Rone_Resurgence_-_5118-08-16_-_Dual_Decisions_on_the_Elven_Village_(log)\|deal]]? Was it [[Landing_Events_-_5118-06-08_-_Landing_Interim_Marshal_Debate_5118_(log)\|appointing Thadston the marshal]] or electing him the mayor? ...or did I misunderstand Stormyrain? Maybe it was only ever a scant few who take a stand. Maybe the assassins will never come.''

	She narrowed her eyes. ''Or maybe I understood her perfectly and she was wrong. She could be wrong. I gave Amos what he wanted. I betrayed the entire town. Why did I vote yes on that bazaar? And why aren't they coming for me?''		She narrowed her eyes. ''Or maybe I understood her perfectly and she was wrong. She could be wrong. I gave Amos what he wanted. I betrayed the entire town. Why did I vote yes on that bazaar? And why aren't they coming for me?''
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	"Hey, it's okay, I--" The young lady stopped short as Leafiara brushed past her and she caught a full glimpse of the councilor's attire. "''Whoa'', aren't you freezing wearing summer clothes in winter!"		"Hey, it's okay, I--" The young lady stopped short as Leafiara brushed past her and she caught a full glimpse of the councilor's attire. "''Whoa'', aren't you freezing wearing summer clothes in winter!"

	Leafi grumbled and turned around, then tapped the [[Shimmer Trinket\|shimmering trinket]] she was wearing just long enough to reveal it visibly. "Much like everything else in Moot Hall, my outfit is a gradually fading illusion upheld by fleeting injections of [[Shroud of Deception (1212)\|mental deception]]. Welcome to the Landing, where we've somehow contented ourselves with a fragile, self-serving peace built on the unstable foundation of one man's schemes and lies."		Leafi grumbled and turned around, then tapped the [[Shimmer Trinket\|shimmering trinket]] she was wearing just long enough to reveal it visibly. "Much like everything else in Moot Hall, my outfit is a gradually fading illusion upheld by fleeting injections of [[Shroud of Deception (1212)\|mental deception]]. Welcome to the Landing, where we've somehow contented ourselves with a fragile, self-serving peace built on the unstable foundation of [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|one man's schemes]] and lies."

	The young lady blinked. "Sheesh, what's gotten into you?"		The young lady blinked. "Sheesh, what's gotten into you?"
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	[Town Square Central]		[Town Square Central]
	Lady Nairena just arrived.		Lady [[Nairena (prime)\|Nairena]] just arrived.
	Nairena peers quizzically at Leafiara.		Nairena peers quizzically at Leafiara.
	Nairena says, "You look very tired."		Nairena says, "You look very tired."
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	==Afternoon of Ivastaen 9, 5121==		==Afternoon of Ivastaen 9, 5121==

	Leafiara had known it for years: Casiphia was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal Thadston during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?		Leafiara had known it for years: Casiphia was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed [[Witchful_Thinking_-_5119-11-12_-_Binding_Agreements_(log)\|deal]] after [[Witchful_Thinking_-_5119-11-25_-_A_One-Night_Planned_(log)\|deal]] to Marshal Thadston during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?

	But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd guessed exactly what Dennet would have Quinshon do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he had probably drank it right up anyway--		But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd guessed exactly what Dennet would have Quinshon do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to [[Landing_Events_-_5118-08-23_-_Pie_Ring_Conspiring_(log)\|test the vial]] and he had probably drank it right up anyway--

	"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."		"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."
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	Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of a new thought: ''...when have I actually made progress? What things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''		Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of a new thought: ''...when have I actually made progress? What things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

	A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "aiding with the Gryphons' escort" and "removing Thadston."		A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "black blood cure initiative" and "[[Blood_Son_-_5120-08-09_-_Implications,_Operations,_and_Consternations_(log)\|aiding with the Gryphons' escort]]" and "[[A_Knight_to_Remember_-_5120-09-04_-_Hearing_Him_Out_or_Hearing_Him_In_(log)\|removing Thadston]]".

	On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and twelve Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear as could be.		On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and twelve Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear as could be.
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	Leafiara hoots at Pietra.		Leafiara hoots at Pietra.
	Speaking to Leafiara, Chandrellia asks, "Oh why is that?"		Speaking to Leafiara, Chandrellia asks, "Oh why is that?"
	Speaking to Chandrellia, Leafiara explains, "Well, you see, she gave me some words of advice eight months ago that I've only just now understood."		Speaking to Chandrellia, Leafiara explains, "Well, you see, she gave me some [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-03_-_Perfect_Storm,_True_to_Form_(log)\|words of advice]] eight months ago that I've only just now understood."
	Speaking sagely to Chandrellia, Leafiara quotes, "Just be Leafi."		Speaking sagely to Chandrellia, Leafiara quotes, "Just be Leafi."
	Speaking to Leafiara, Chandrellia says, "That's all you can do hon."		Speaking to Leafiara, Chandrellia says, "That's all you can do hon."

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	Leafiara had known it for years: Casiphia was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal Thadston during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?		Leafiara had known it for years: Casiphia was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal Thadston during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?

	But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered~~. She'd known Vlashandra was rotten from the day she arrived too~~. She'd guessed exactly what Dennet would have Quinshon do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he had probably drank it right up anyway--		But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd guessed exactly what Dennet would have Quinshon do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he had probably drank it right up anyway--

	"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."		"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."

	Leafiara shook her head as she scanned her plotting board one last time, ~~snipped~~ ~~selections~~ of ~~dozens~~ of TownCrier articles connected by a veritable spiderweb of red strings, and then lifted it from her desk and took it outside for a ritual burning.		Leafiara shook her head as she scanned her plotting board one last time, covered in dozens of snipped selections of TownCrier articles connected by a veritable spiderweb of red strings, and then lifted it from her desk and took it outside for a ritual burning.


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	Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of the thought. ''...what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''		Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of the thought. ''...what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

	A glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets,'' ~~and~~ ~~began to write. She~~ wrote "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "removing Thadston."		A faint glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, then bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets''. And she wrote: "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "not appointing Stephos" and "removing Thadston."

	On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and sixteen Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: her record went awry every time~~, without fail,~~ that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record.		On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and sixteen Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: her record went awry every time that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record.

	She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her.		She burst into laughter and leaned back in her chair, shocked and gleeful at the obvious answer now written before her.

	''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, ~~[[Larsya]]~~! I'' was ''a naive fool!''		''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, Dread Pirate! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

	Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.		Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.
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	[Town Square Central]		[Town Square Central]
	Speaking abruptly to Chandrellia, Leafiara says, "Larsya is the greatest genius of our age."		Speaking abruptly to Chandrellia, Leafiara says, "[[Larsya]] is the greatest genius of our age."
	[[Pietra (prime)\|Pietra]] giggles.		[[Pietra (prime)\|Pietra]] giggles.
	Leafiara nods firmly.		Leafiara nods firmly.

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	But if it hadn't been minotaurs or bandits or storm giants, it would have been ''[[frost giant]]s'' like a couple weeks ago--or [[arctic titan]]s, snakes, trolls, [[krolvin]], [[hooded figure]]s, [[Patchwork flesh monstrosity\|flesh monstrosities]], [[Deathsworn fanatic\|fanatics]], ice elementals, and every other breed of foe to start a haphazard assault over the past month.		But if it hadn't been minotaurs or bandits or storm giants, it would have been ''[[frost giant]]s'' like a couple weeks ago--or [[arctic titan]]s, snakes, trolls, [[krolvin]], [[hooded figure]]s, [[Patchwork flesh monstrosity\|flesh monstrosities]], [[Deathsworn fanatic\|fanatics]], ice elementals, and every other breed of foe to start a haphazard assault over the past month.

	Most of them hadn't been threat enough for her to break a sweat in the winter cold. Casualties were practically nonexistent by Landing standards, yet she was troubled. Everything felt meaningless. She rested her forearm against her forehead and sighed. "I'm no better than [[Octaven]]. Dennet. Quinshon... [[Stephos DeArchon\|Stephos]]... [[Kragnack]]... [[Raznel]]... Vlashandra... [[Praxopius]]. Amos himself? I don't even know."		Most of them hadn't been threat enough for her to break a sweat in the winter cold. Casualties were practically nonexistent by Landing standards, yet she was troubled. Everything felt meaningless. She rested her forearm against her forehead and sighed. "I'm no better than [[Octaven]]. [[Dennet]]. [[Quinshon]]... [[Stephos DeArchon\|Stephos]]... [[Kragnack]]... [[Raznel]]... [[Vlashandra]]... [[Praxopius]]. Amos himself? I don't even know."

	"You do know," came a quiet voice of indiscernible gender.		"You do know," came a quiet voice of indiscernible gender.
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	==Afternoon of Ivastaen 9, 5121==		==Afternoon of Ivastaen 9, 5121==

	Leafiara had known it for years: [[Casiphia]] was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal [[Thadston]] during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?		Leafiara had known it for years: Casiphia was Mother. Of course. Casi had proposed deal after deal to Marshal Thadston during the battles against Raznel, always knowing exactly when he was in need, what he was in need of, and what he'd agree to. Who else could Mother have been but a close confidant?

	But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd known [[Vlashandra]] was rotten from the day she arrived too. She'd guessed exactly what [[Dennet]] would have [[Quinshon]] do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he'd probably drank it right up anyway--		But almost no one believed her until [[A_Knight_To_Remember_-_5121-05-08_-_Identity_Crisis_of_Dueling_Duality_(log)\|last night]]; being correct didn't matter. It never mattered. She'd known Vlashandra was rotten from the day she arrived too. She'd guessed exactly what Dennet would have Quinshon do with [[Reannah]] since the dance at [[Silvergate Inn]]. She'd warned [[Rysus]] to test the vial and he had probably drank it right up anyway--

	"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."		"But I'm the naive one? Why try with these people anymore? Maybe they get what they get."
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	==Afternoon of Lormesta 10, 5122==		==Afternoon of Lormesta 10, 5122==

	Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old ~~plotting~~ board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.		Leafiara stared glumly out the window of her office, a wonderland of painted candy and chocolate contrasting the miserable councilor. Her old board came to memory; useless as it had been to convince much of anyone about much of anything, it at least passed the time. The theorizing had felt good in the moment.

	Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of the thought. ''...~~actually,~~ what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''		Her face twisted into cautious bewilderment at the simplicity and profundity of the thought. ''...what things'' have ''made me feel the best and worst all these years in the Landing?''

	A glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets,'' and began to write. "~~Refusing~~ to force evacuations," ~~she wrote~~ in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "removing Thadston."		A glimmer of eagerness sparked within her eyes and she seized a quill and large parchment, bisected it into ''Triumphs'' and ''Regrets,'' and began to write. She wrote "refusing to force evacuations" in one column, then "voting for the bazaar" in the other, then "removing Thadston."

	On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and sixteen Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: her record went awry every time, without fail, that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record.		On and on she scribbled frantically until she had listed seven Triumphs and sixteen Regrets. Her record wasn't great, but the pattern of why--and therefore the future solution--was clear: her record went awry every time, without fail, that she let it lapse into not being ''her'' record.
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	''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, [[Larsya]]! I'' was ''a naive fool!''		''You win, Casi! You win, [[Malluch]]! You win, [[Larsya]]! I'' was ''a naive fool!''

	Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, ~~now~~ wearing an uncontrollable grin.		Leafi stuffed the parchment into her cloak and stood, wearing an uncontrollable grin.