[Vornavis, Banquet Hall]
Art pieces decorate the western sandstone wall of the dining hall, each coming in a variety of shapes, sizes, frames, and mediums, while the opposite wall is filled with stained glass windows. Frosted orbs dispel the shadows from every corner of the space, offering a bright white glow over the long table draped in emerald green and surrounded by high-backed velveteen chairs. A double-wide green feldspar archway provides egress to the vestibule, while small doors in the northern wall lead into the kitchens and cooking yard.
Also here: Dahcre Reader Ordim, Missoni, Oxhammer, Falicor, Perigourd, Mourdeyan, Lady Meliyara, Sir Guarrin, Lady Uniana, Lady Akenna, Chatelaine Traiva, Arbeia, Meddici, Meril, Alosaka, Land Pirate Maylan who is sitting, Phanna, Magister Raelee
Ordim says, "And here is everyone else."
Ordim giggles.
Ordim nods.
You smile at Ordim.
Ordim holds his palm out toward you, looking for a handout.
Arbeia nods to you in greeting.
Speaking appreciatively to Ordim, you say, "Thank you."
You bite your lip.
Traiva flutters her wings at you.
Uniana surreptitiously glances at you.
Speaking softly to Ordim, you mouth, "Later?"
You wrinkle your nose.
Ordim nods approvingly to you.
Brushing your right cheek against Traiva's, you lightly kiss the air and quickly switch to her left to repeat the motion.
Guarrin faces you and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.
You smile.
You bow your head slightly to Guarrin as you drop into a deep, respectful curtsy before him.
Speaking to you, Ordim agrees, "I'll put it on your tab."
Ordim nods approvingly.
Missoni nods in greeting to you.
Arbeia begins chuckling at Ordim!
You nod slowly at Ordim.
You smile at Missoni.
You softly say, "Good morning, everyone."
Oxhammer smiles.
Meril nods to you.
Uniana gives a sidelong glance at Guarrin.
Uniana shakes her head.
Perigourd glances at Uniana.
Phanna nods graciously.
Meliyara idly says, "Well, it is morning, at any rate."
Speaking cordially to Uniana, Guarrin greets, "Good morning."
Traiva nods at Meliyara.
You glance around the room.
With a graceful movement of her hands, Uniana lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Guarrin.
Guarrin faces Uniana and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.
You fold your hands.
Arbeia says, "Well, I suppose it cannot hurt to have some tea while we wait."
Uniana nods faintly.
Arbeia glances at a sterling silver teapot on a long dining table.
(Uniana extends a hand out to you, gesturing you to come near.)
You walk toward Uniana.
You whisper, "Good morning, ladies. I am relieved to see you both here as I wasn't sure if it was appropriate." to your group.
Akenna visibly whispers to the group, "We need to be very careful here."
You nod in agreement at Akenna.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Especially *you*," she dismisses any formalilty, "Rohese, you are a worthy a hostage as Sayilla."
You blink at Uniana.
You bite your lip.
Meril furrows her brow.
You whisper, "I hadn't even considered that we might actually be in any danger, my concern was Sayilla." to your group.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I fear for an incident where they might take the Lady hostage, and you would of course, be another target."
Frowning to himself, Perigourd runs a finger across the surface of his belt as he seems to fall into unhappy thoughts, if his expression is any indication.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I am... going against my Order in this."
Uniana whispers to the group, "Perhaps, we as *elves* depending on her murderer but you are known to be in the Argent's company often, have been a delegate on her behalf before."
You lower your gaze.
You ponder the meaning of life, the universe, and everything.
You whisper, "It is a very difficult situation to find ourselves in. One wishes to give their condolences but not to cause an incident." to your group.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I...know that Guarrin will say something, the cat will be out of the bag... we must arouse no more suspicion. We must try to find a way to meet Sayilla after this brunch."
You nod in agreement at Akenna.
You gently brush your cool silver hair away from your eyes and, with a deft twist of your wrist, tuck it behind one ear.
Uniana whispers to the group, "You do not think there is any way they will declare during the brunch?"
Akenna whispers to the group, "Convince her to meet us without her bodyguard and we can try to find a way to smuggle her out of here."
Akenna whispers to the group, "If they do... then we must be rash."
Akenna whispers to the group, "We must take her out, if needed by force."
Akenna whispers to the group, "I wish that we had more allies in this room."
Uniana whispers to the group, "As long as we are absent enemies."
Uniana casually observes her surroundings.
You glance between Uniana and Akenna.
You lower your gaze.
Akenna whispers to the group, "We have none, and I don't believe the Gryphons would try to stop us...though I imagine I'd be very...uhm, in hot water."
With an empathetic nod, you take Akenna's hand in yours for a moment and give it a gentle, reassuring squeeze.
Akenna whispers to the group, "But I understand the need, here."
Akenna whispers to the group, "And my oath states to help others, if their cause is just. I feel this is a just cause."
You whisper, "I am loathe to cause any embarrassment to the Peacock Throne though." to your group.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Let's hope they do not accost her at this brunch."
You whisper, "Although, saying that, Lady Kasendra's demise has already done that." to your group.
You let out a long, contemplative breath.
Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Lady Bayvel, are you so well known to her out of the three of us? That she would trust you beyond question?"
You whisper, "I believe she would listen to me, yes." to your group.
Loud and clear, three short horn bursts trill through the air, followed by the clear, crisp voice of an older herald. "The Gates of Vornavis are now opened to the public as the Honorable Malwinds host brunch for the esteemed Lady Sayilla. All are expected to gather in the Vestibule."
You whisper, "I am finding suspicion to be a rather uncomfortable feeling. Do you think it safe to drink the tea?" to your group.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Then you approach her, eagerly and warmly. Perhaps the familiarity will diminish any appearance of unnecessary urgency."
You surreptitiously glance at a long dining table.
Lady Akenna's group just went out.
[Vornavis, Vestibule]
Large and circular, the grand vestibule has a domed ceiling and an enormous crystal chandelier anchored to three points in the sandstone walls. Wall-hugging stairs form an arch over a pair of large fel doors, a banded brown wicket discreetly tucked in the shadows of the eastern staircase, while a double-wide green feldspar archway on the northern wall offers a view of an enormous dining hall. Emerald green and ivory tiles form a decorative tile mosaic in the circular floor. You also see a black-eared red and grey fox and a lazy wild reddish-black dog.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Guarrin suspects, so if we need a distraction, I will be it."
Uniana whispers to the group, "I have avoided eating anything but also I have watched many others do just that...I also brought an antidote."
Missoni leans over and whispers, "I hope your travels went well and were uneventful?"
Uniana holds her hand out in front of her, gazing at her gracile fingers decorated in a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger. Uniana watches her surroundings under a hooded gaze.
You whisper, "It only takes a slip of the wrist near a teacup." Sighing heavily at her own thought processes, she adds, "I hate this." to your group.
You quietly whisper to Missoni, "My journey was uneventful, thank you. I just hope this brunch continues in the same vein after last night's calamity."
Uniana whispers to the group, "You echo our own thoughts. Though Lady Ranshai suggested it be the Magister who takes the spill."
Missoni nods grimly to you.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I believe that would be a more than adequate distraction."
You nod in agreement at Akenna.
Missoni whispers, "I think it ought have been cancelled, truly..."
Akenna whispers to the group, "I can pay Ordim to do it."
You agree with Missoni.
You quietly whisper to Missoni, "It's a difficult situation to find oneself in!" Sighing heavily, she continues, "One wishes to pay their respects but yet ... is it really appropriate to be here?"
Uniana whispers to the group, "...I will see the funds sent to him after if necessary."
You whisper, "What has it come to when we call on the services of the little troublemaker!" to your group.
Missoni whispers, "Yes, and one cannot be rude and ignore the invitation if the family wishes to go on with it, but it is difficult."
Missoni shifts her weight.
You nod in agreement at Missoni.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Noted."
Akenna whispers to the group, "It is arranged."
Akenna whispers to the group, "Tell me when, I will pull this thread."
You let out a long, contemplative breath.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Lady Bayvel, you may need to unpresence us if it comes to it."
You whisper, "Gladly." to your group.
The red and grey fox sits down, his bushy tail sweeping back and forth behind him.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I will have to stay behind. The three of you will have to get out. I will try to hold them off."
You whisper, "We should probably ensure that Phalyn isn't too startled by it all too." to your group.
Uniana whispers to the group, "I have the Blue Fortress in the harbor. We can make sail."
You whisper, "Please don't take any unnecessary risks." to your group.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I am risking my oaths in this, I will be held accountable... but in the end. I did what was right and that is what matters."
Uniana whispers to the group, "Yes, we must be absolutely sure there is no other option to see her safely home."
You whisper, "Oh my." Fidgeting at the prospect of boarding a ship, she nervously continues, "I hope it doesn't come to that." to your group.
The red and grey fox sniffs at the air.
Uniana whispers to the group, "I am used to acting foolishly and brashly but typically not on an international scale."
Uniana thoughtfully taps a finger against her lips.
You whisper, "May Lumnis and the Mirror forgive me." to your group.
Uniana whispers to the group, "At least, not in a couple of decades."
You close your eyes for a moment.
With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.
Missoni's head cants to the side as she stares thoughtfully into the distance. Two thin fingertips unconsciously rub against her collarbone, her touch furrowing her richly toned, olive brown skin.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Sayilla needs to be brought back to Illistim-- I fear what will happen if she stays."
You nod almost imperceptibly at Akenna.
An argent-liveried tall elven courier just arrived.
Missoni breathes in slightly.
Tall and lithe, the courier has ashen blonde hair contained by herringbone braids at each temple that are bound at the nape by a single mirror-finished barrette. Peacock blue slacks and tunic grace its form, while a silver-sheened livery of chainsil is worn over the ensemble. A cross-body courier bag rests from right shoulder to left hip, its face emblazoned with a peacock.
Akenna whispers to the group, "This... cannot bode well."
An argent-liveried tall elven courier stoically ignores those around him and hails a nearby guard.
(Uniana keeps a passive face as she acknowledges the tall elven courier.)
You whisper, "You're right, I sense an announcement." to your group.
You gaze about with intense interest, your misty grey eyes pausing to briefly inspect the situation in their path.
An argent-liveried tall elven courier nods once to the guard, who opens the Great Hall doors briefly and slips inside.
You glance nervously around the room.
You sense the galleries are open for viewing.
Guarrin says, "Perhaps we should head up."
You whisper, "Do we dare?" to your group.
Lady Akenna's group just climbed up a set of wall-hugging stairs.
[Vornavis, Gallery]
Surrounded by tapestry covered walls, the gallery's landing is comprised of a clean, polished wood floor and sparse furnishings. Emerald green runners line the way, each spreading from the wall-hugging stairs and disappearing into the wings in the northeast and southeast. An aerial view of the vestibule is beyond a set of fel railings, while ornate pillars and a short wall provide a stone-framed view of the Great Hall below. You also see a sleek silver-blue puppy with wide floppy ears.
Also here: Lady Uniana, Lady Akenna, Dahcre Reader Ordim, Phanna, Magister Raelee, Chatelaine Traiva, Arbeia, Land Pirate Maylan, Lady Meliyara, Missoni, Falicor, Perigourd, Mourdeyan, Alosaka, Sir Guarrin
Gazing into the Hall, you see...
[Vornavis, Great Hall]
On a low dais, spanning the southern end of the hall, three regal chairs of state rest before an embroidered tapestry of the Rising Swan of Vornavis that covers the wall behind them. Standards bearing the coats-of-arms of knights in service to the barony hang from the railing of the second floor gallery that lines the other three sides of the Great Hall. Opposite the dais a pair of large fel doors, inlaid with gold scrolling, are set in the west wall. You also see an argent-liveried tall elven courier and a small side door.
Also here: Lady Athalia, Sayilla, Lord Salnim, Steward Jarnsaixa
Missoni fidgets, glancing at a stone-framed view of the Great Hall.
Jarnsaixa passes the parchment to Sayilla.
Jarnsaixa folds her hands behind her back.
Jarnsaixa says, "Out of respect, I have not read it."
Sayilla accepts the parchment, nodding to both Jarnsaixa and the courier.
An aged chamberlain walks in, leaning heavily on his staff of office.
Speaking to an argent-liveried tall elven courier, Jarnsaixa says, "Your business is discreet and private, but I do take my job seriously."
An argent-liveried tall elven courier nods.
An argent-liveried tall elven courier says, "And the Mirror appreciates your diligence."
As she reads the message, Sayilla's face goes white.
Athalia asks, "Is all well, Lady Sayilla?"
Sayilla crumples the parchment in one hand and sways in place slightly.
You reach over and gently rest your hand on Uniana's shoulder.
An aged chamberlain says, "My apologies, my ladies and lord. There was--"
An aged chamberlain blinks at Sayilla.
Athalia moves to stand beside Salnim.
Perigourd furrows his brow.
Meliyara narrows her eyes.
Missoni closes her eyes for a moment.
Meliyara scoffs, "They seem to have waited this long to send word."
An argent-liveried tall elven courier frowns.
Meliyara shakes her head, clucking her tongue.
You glance away.
Speaking cautiously to Sayilla, Salnim asks, "Are you well, Lady Sayilla?"
Traiva says, "Or a slow courier."
Sayilla rests one hand on Jarnsaixa as she murmurs something softly. Then, she clears her throat, regains her composure, and turns to face Athalia and Salnim.
(Akenna frowns deeply as she crosses her arms over her chest.)
Arbeia fidgets.
Speaking to Traiva, Meliyara says, "The impact is the same."
Jarnsaixa's face turns slightly pale.
Sayilla says, "I am afraid not, my lord, my lady."
You glance between Uniana and Akenna.
You bite your lip.
Sayilla says, "The courier brings news of the gravest kind."
Guarrin folds his arms over his chest.
Salnim hesitantly asks, "What, then, is the matter?"
Missoni wrings her hands.
Athalia frowns.
An aged chamberlain tightens his grip on his staff, his gnarled old knuckles trembling.
You take a few steps back.
Arbeia asks, "Should we...take leave?"
Missoni says, "I am staying, to ensure no important details are left out."
Arbeia glances at Guarrin.
Sayilla says, "It seems there was a ball last night in Ta'Illistim that the Lady Kasendra did attend..." At this, her voice catches, but she steels herself and continues, "The courier brings news that she...she..."."
Missoni folds her arms over her chest.
Sayilla takes a deep breath.
Salnim's breath hitches in his throat.
Athalia takes a trembling breath.
Raelee nods slightly at Missoni.
Sayilla says, "She was found dead last night at the ball."
Athalia gasps.
Meliyara narrows her eyes.
Ordim gasps.
Falicor shakes his head.
Maylan blinks.
Speaking firmly to Sayilla, Salnim says, "No."
Athalia immediately reaches for Salnim's hand.
Akenna glances away.
Ordim narrows his eyes.
Missoni bites her lip.
Sayilla says, "I am sorry, my lord, that is what the message says."
You bravely hold back your tears, your eyes glistening with pain.
Salnim's hand shakes in his sister's grip.
Jarnsaixa asks, "How did this happen?"
(Uniana reaches for something inside her cloak, her eyes focused on the gallery below.)
(Akenna places a hand on your shoulder.)
Perigourd tightly grips the sides of his leather belt as he meaningfully leans forward and glares.
Athalia tilts her gaze to Salnim, tears instantly springing to her eyes and streaming silently down her face.
Uniana removes a monogrammed amaranth silk handkerchief from in her ermine cloak.
Salnim fervently says, "It is some trickery. We know there are--they say that messages have been intercepted, and--"
Uniana offers you a monogrammed amaranth silk handkerchief.
You let out a long, contemplative breath.
Sayilla says, "There were few details in the letter. Just that they believe foul play is at hand."
You nod appreciatively at Uniana.
You accept Uniana's offer and are now holding a monogrammed amaranth silk handkerchief.
Ordim frowns.
Sayilla says, "The emissarys for which the ball was a farewell have been held as suspects."
Traiva blinks.
(Rohese dabs at the corner of her eyes with the amaranth silk handkerchief.)
Meliyara nods approvingly.
Sayilla says, "And a few other attendees who left suspiciously early."
Mourdeyan furrows her brow.
You offer your amaranth silk handkerchief to Uniana.
Athalia thickly says, "Surely..."
Maylan sadly says, "Foul play is the worst sort of play."
Salnim takes in a rasping breath, clenching his jaw against the tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
Uniana has accepted your offer and is now holding a monogrammed amaranth silk handkerchief.
Speaking appreciatively to Uniana, you mouth, "Thank you."
Athalia clears her throat.
(Akenna gasps softly.)
Missoni tilts her head down.
Speaking regretfully to Salnim, Athalia whispers aloud, "Oh, Salnim."
Meril glances around, her eyes falling briefly on each aspect of her surroundings.
You bite your lip.
Maylan bites her lip.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Do...do they think Jaysehn and I are?"
Uniana whispers to the group, "Oh no, you and the Commodore...well both of you left early."
You whisper, "Surely not!" to your group.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Oh, oh good."
Speaking weakly to Athalia, Salnim says, "She can't be gone."
You whisper, "Mirkk and I left early too ..." to your group.
Akenna lets out a sigh of relief.
You close your eyes for a moment.
Speaking slowly to Sayilla, Jarnsaixa says, "We will need to keep you safe. I do not think you should walk the streets until we can find safe, reasonable passage."
Sayilla says clearly and with grave intent, "I assure you, we will investigate this thoroughly. She was under our protection. She was one of our own for all intents and purposes."
Guarrin takes a moment to observe Akenna.
Meliyara scoffs.
Salnim takes a deep breath, visibly steeling himself.
Speaking quietly to Salnim, Athalia repeats, "Oh, Salnim."
You whisper, "Have they really detained all of the emissaries?" to your group.
Sayilla says, "It is most unacceptable...it is...unheard of..." Her composure seems to break and she looks suddenly quite young and almost lost. "This should not have happened."
You place a hand over your heart.
Guarrin nods understandingly at Akenna.
Meril looks thoughtfully at you.
You sadly whisper aloud, "The poor family."
Athalia pulls her brother into a hard embrace, her left hand stroking the nape of her neck in a soothing gesture.
Maylan glances about with a look of concern on her face.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Indeed, they have. Lord Anduin had to slip out on the request of the Lord Legionnaire Commander to get work to Cyik."
You glance over at Uniana and wince.
Sayilla reaches out a hand toward Salnim and Athalia, then lets it drop. She smiles sadly and murmurs, "I am so sorry for your loss. For all our loss."
Jarnsaixa slowly empties her lungs.
You nod sympathetically.
Salnim's body is stiff, his face a twisting morass of emotions as rage and grief battle over his features.
Speaking to Sayilla, Jarnsaixa says, "There is a lot to be done and to handle besides just mourning. We will need to cancel this brunch for safety reasons."
Speaking to Jarnsaixa, Sayilla says, "I appreciate your concern, and I shall yield to your expertise."
Jarnsaixa barely surprises a look of surprise at Sayilla actually listening to her.
Sayilla says, "However..."
Akenna whispers to the group, "There goes our chance to liberate her."
Salnim fiercely spits, "I would know how this happened."
You whisper, "Who is the formidable lady protecting Sayilla?" to your group.
Falicor nods once.
Mourdeyan's entire body tenses as she clenches her fist.
Maylan concernedly whispers aloud, "Will the Vornavis court retaliate?"
Speaking quietly to Salnim, Athalia says, "Of course, we will find out."
Avalera furrows her brow.
You bite your lip.
Ordim fidgets.
Guarrin says, "I imagine it is a matter beyond even this court."
Akenna whispers to the group, "Jarnsaixa a detachment from the Sun Throne's own guard."
Speaking to Maylan, Meliyara says, "At the very least, Sayilla should remain here until there is resolution."
Perigourd nods in agreement.
Maylan fully extends her wings and stands perfectly still, eyeing Guarrin cautiously.
Athalia pulls away from her brother, her hand going to his face.
Speaking firmly to Maylan, Missoni says, "Of course not."
Traiva nods in agreement at Meliyara.
Akenna whispers to the group, "An impressive kindred."
Raelee nods faintly at Guarrin.
Guarrin says, "As this was organized by the Sun Throne."
Uniana whispers to the group, "Jarnsaixa, a giantwoman in service to the Sun Throne. She is fierce about her duty as well as a veteran of the Demon Wall. I have a great deal of respect for her."
Sayilla asks, "Perhaps we should let the Salnims provide their opinions on today as well. Perhaps we had best inform those gathered?"
Traiva says, "It cannot be safe for the Lady to travel."
Missoni agrees with Traiva.
Uniana whispers to the group, "I knitted those gloves she wears."
Jarnsaixa slowly empties her lungs.
Speaking quietly to Guarrin, Raelee adds, "And she was kin to the emperor."
You whisper, "At least she is in good hands for now then." to your group.
Guarrin nods at Raelee.
Sayilla says, "My danger should be minimal, surely."
Speaking clearly to Sayilla, Jarnsaixa says, "Not you. You'll be an immediate target and everything this house, your house, and the emperor has striven for will unravel."
Speaking to Salnim, Sayilla says, "Yes, we must know how this happened."
Meril says, "If the keep in Ta'llistim is not safe, then it is not safe anywhere."
Traiva concernedly says, "I worry now, for the accord from the Valley of Gold..."
Sayilla says, "I am certain the Mirror will be investigating fully and completely."
Falicor quietly says, "And why."
Maylan reluctantly says, "Jarnsaixa is right, me thinks."
You nod in agreement at Traiva.
You inwardly sigh.
Speaking quietly to Salnim, Athalia admits, "Let me go out there. I will handle them, but you should prepare to travel."
Sayilla says, "She has already detained the emissaries, and I am certain any others under suspicion will be brought forward."
Speaking to Traiva, Perigourd says, "The best way to honor her, would be to keep those who wanted peace to fail from succeeding."
An aged chamberlain says, "My lady, it is my duty to inform the bystanders."
You quietly whisper to Traiva, "I fear for repercussions with the Chaston's Edict repeal now too."
Akenna whispers to the group, "I think it is best Lady Rohese, that you depart for Ta'Illistim as well... as soon as you are able, I fear for your safety."
Traiva nods slowly at Perigourd.
Traiva nods in agreement to you.
Traiva frowns.
(Uniana reaches to her side and gently tangles a pinky around yours.)
You nod in agreement at Akenna.
Traiva begins to twitch her wings.
Missoni nods firmly at Perigourd.
You bite your lip.
You fret.
Athalia wipes the tears from her face and holds her head high.
Athalia says, "As much as this hurts my heart, I'm the Lady of this House and will do it."
Salnim shudders.
Athalia grips Salnim's hand once more.
You whisper, "Only if you promise me that you will both keep yourselves safe too?" to your group.
Speaking quietly to Salnim, Athalia says, "Father... " Her voice hitches in her throat. "We... someone..."
Uniana whispers to the group, "Yes, of course, darling."
Athalia clears her throat.
Salnim firmly says, "When the perpetrator is found, the fullest fury of the Empire will fall upon them."
Athalia shakes her head.
Akenna whispers to the group, "I will be safe, do not worry."
Salnim nods gravely at Athalia.
Akenna smiles at you.
Mourdeyan clenches her jaw.
Maylan's face turns slightly pale.
Arbeia fidgets.
Traiva slowly empties her lungs.
Sayilla says, "I shall offer whatever I can to assist in the investigation and ensuring appropriate justice is meted out to those *individuals* who should perpetrate such a horror."
Rohese smiles appreciatively at Uniana before turning her head and offering a soft smile to Akenna too.
You give Akenna a lingering kiss on the cheek.
Guarrin grunts.
Akenna gives you a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.
Missoni breathes very slowly and looks much calmer.
Mourdeyan sighs softly.
Meliyara scoffs, "Of course she will make such an offer that would return her to Ta'Illistim."
Meliyara shakes her head, clucking her tongue.
Jarnsaixa reminds, "While remaining safe."
Ordim scowls.
You lower your gaze.
Akenna frowns.
Athalia sadly says, "We must do everything we can to mitigate your exposure to danger, Lady Sayilla."
Traiva quietly says, "I understand the sentiment of wanting to return home.."
Akenna says, "Lady Sayilla is honorable."
Sayilla says, "Yes, yes, while remaining safe. But House Illistim is with you on this."
Arbeia smiles at Traiva.
Akenna says, "She has never gone back on her word, ever, in the time I've known her."
Mourdeyan agrees with Akenna.
Missoni nods firmly at Akenna.
Jarnsaixa says, "And for starters, you will not be heading out to speak to anyone..."
Salnim's entire body tenses as he clenches his fist.
Traiva softly says, "It is still not safe for her to leave just now."
Speaking to Akenna, Meliyara says, "Clearly the same cannot be said of all who were at that ball. It is only natural that when one in an exchange has been slain that the other should remain for now."
Speaking to an aged chamberlain, Jarnsaixa says, "We will need to change our merchant vessel to a Naval one from Vornavis."
Sayilla says, "I would like to accompany Lady Athalia in her time of need and responsibility."
Jarnsaixa frowns at Sayilla.
Sayilla says, "And to show unity in the face of such tragedy."
You shake your head, totally at a loss.
Sayilla glances at Jarnsaixa.
(Traiva starts to let out a slow breath, then stops suddenly.)
Speaking to Meliyara, Akenna says, "I do not think it is wise to make assumptions of what should or shouldn't happen in a world that is not ours."
An aged chamberlain says, "It shall be done."
Akenna narrows her eyes.
An aged chamberlain bows to Jarnsaixa.
Athalia quietly says, "I will arrange it, of course, Steward." Trembling, she turns to Salnim. "Go tell father and then take Gorbah to the training yard."
Akenna whispers to the group, "Dhe'nar..."
You reach over and gently rest your hand on Akenna's arm.
Sayilla says, "But....if I must stay behind, I shall, but under protest."
You nod understandingly at Akenna.
Uniana whispers to the group, "Quite so."
Athalia sadly says, "Spend your fury on him, brother."
Uniana nods at Akenna.
Meliyara shakes her head, totally at a loss.
Speaking to Sayilla, Jarnsaixa says, "I don't know who is out there, I've done little to check the temperature of the climate out there. I think it best."
Guarrin says, "Lady Sayilla wll be safe here, as it is the wish of the Baron and the Sun Throne."
Traiva nods at Guarrin.
Perigourd nods in agreement.
Mourdeyan agrees with Guarrin.
Meliyara agrees with Guarrin.
Salnim nods once at Athalia.
Missoni nods firmly.
Maylan dubiously asks, "Wasn't Kasendra also "safe"?"
Guarrin says, "As Lord Salnim stated, those who are guilty of this horrific crime..."
Arbeia turns to face Guarrin.
Sayilla says, "Very well, but I want it known we are united in purpose and intent."
Athalia hugs Salnim.
Salnim takes a deep breath.
Salnim nods.
Salnim stumbles as he walks away, looking like a puppet with its strings hopelessly tangled.
Speaking to Maylan, Meliyara asks, "All the more reason that Sayilla should not depart just yet, neh?"
An argent-liveried tall elven courier offers, "I can go. They know you and I are in synch and I want you safe."
Speaking to Maylan, Guarrin says, "I cannot look to the honor of others."
Arbeia frowns.
Maylan nods at Guarrin.
Athalia glances at an argent-liveried tall elven courier.
Maylan shrugs at Meliyara.
Arbeia says, "Poor Salnim."
Arbeia sighs.
Athalia says, "I ... don't think that is a good idea..."
Jarnsaixa says, "Nor do I."
Speaking to Meliyara, Maylan says, "These sorts of happenings are beyond me! I don't know right from wrong here, narr."
(Rohese slowly slips away from the crowd. Fearing for her safety, she steps back towards the wall-hugging stairs while all the attention is on the Hall below.)
Athalia exhales slowly, her breath trembling. She quickly wipes the tears from her eyes and straightens her composure.
Perigourd surreptitiously glances at you.
Speaking kindly to Maylan, Uniana offers, "Many are grieving and that is all we need focus on at the moment."
(Traiva slowly moves to stand beside Rohese.)
You demurely lower your misty grey eyes.
Mourdeyan glances at you.
Missoni tilts her head down.
Maylan nods at Uniana.
You smile at Traiva.
Maylan bites her lip.
Speaking quietly to an aged chamberlain, Athalia says, "We'll need to make sure Odegarde is with Father quickly. And Mistress Grenhal."
Sayilla says, "We shall see about hiding a dagger or three upon my person for future situations. I cannot sit behind curtains forever."
An aged chamberlain looks very weary, his age showing gravely on his face.
Guarrin frowns.
Speaking quietly to you, Traiva whispers aloud, "I would be first to speak of your honor, if anyone questions it."
Jarnsaixa looks thoughtfully at Sayilla.
Speaking to Athalia, an aged chamberlain says, "The news will not help his health, certainly. I will see it done."
Jarnsaixa says, "I won't be far from your side."
Speaking to Athalia, Sayilla says, "My Lady, my sorrows are as uncountable as the ages. Please do not hesitate to inform me of any assistance we can provide."
Speaking appreciatively to Traiva, you mouth, "Thank you."
(Traiva gives Rohese's hand a gentle squeeze.)
You give Traiva a lingering kiss on the cheek.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna softly inquires, "Shall we go?"
Avalera sighs.
Uniana nods slowly at Akenna.
Maylan stands up.
Akenna nods.
An aged chamberlain softly says, "This is a dark tiding indeed. I fear its shadow will stretch long and terrible."
Lady Akenna's group just climbed down a set of wall-hugging stairs.
You glance nervously around the room.
Akenna whispers to the group, "Shall we go ahead and move out of the city proper?"
You nod almost imperceptibly at Akenna.
Akenna nods once.
You whisper, "I think it might be wise." to your group.
You whisper, "Emotions are running high." to your group.
Lady Akenna's group just entered an iron-reinforced ironwood portcullis.
Akenna slowly empties her lungs.
Akenna, Rohese and Uniana walk hastily to the Commodore Hall.
Lady Akenna's group just went into a stacked granite promenade leading to a domed sandstone building.
[Commodore Hall]
This large room opens up to a generous view of the bay through a trio of floor to ceiling windows. Dominating the room is a circular raised-map carved table surrounded by high-backed velvet upholstered chairs. Above, the beams of the vaulted oak ceiling display a large, split-color flag, while off to the western corner a roped-off staircase leads to the floors above. Standing opposite the stair is a detailed diorama, beside which sits a stack of tea crates branded with an onyx rose.
Also here: Lady Uniana, Lady Akenna
Akenna clears her throat.
You quietly lament, "It's just awful."
With exaggerated slowness you take a deep breath, then pinch the bridge of your nose.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "It is."
Uniana leans against a circular raised-map carved table.
Uniana put a monogrammed amaranth silk handkerchief in her ermine cloak.
You gaze with interest at your surroundings.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna seriously says, "This is likely to become a place unsafe for the two of you. Especially because of the ball."
You pull out one of the high-backed chairs and settle in for a moment's rest.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "We were all there."
You lean forward and rest your chin in your hand, a thoughtful expression on your face.
You are now speaking Elven.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana corrects, "Unsafe for all three of us."
You nod in agreement at Uniana.
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "I would sleep better knowing you were back east with us."
Looking about hesitantly, a robed human acolyte wearing a white shield medallion around her neck enters the Hall. Not seeming to find what she is looking for, she turns to leave, hesitating a moment to give the diorama a second glance before exiting.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana adds, "Surely the Fleet can spare you a bit."
You agree with Uniana.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "It is the Order that probably won't."
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you reiterate, "Jaysehn would likely agree."
Speaking in Elven to you, Akenna says, "I know he would, without hesitation."
Akenna smiles.
You nod once.
You smile.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "But I did swear oathes."
You inwardly sigh.
Speaking concernedly in Elven to Akenna, you ask, "What do you propose to do?"
Uniana glances at Akenna.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "If I need to, I can almost certainly shift my glamour. Keep my head down and out of sight."
You ponder the meaning of Akenna's existence.
Speaking in Elven to you, Akenna says, "Don't get me wrong, it isn't comfortable but I can if I have to."
You nod reluctantly at Akenna.
Speaking insistently in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Then promise me you will stay in touch."
Speaking in Elven to you, Akenna says, "I will stay in touch."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna promises, "You have my word."
Speaking firmly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Mirkk and I will come at a moment's notice to aid you, should you need it."
Speaking in Elven to you, Akenna says, "I'm sure it will not come to that."
You wrinkle your nose.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "The Order will protect me."
Akenna shifts her weight.
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Let's hope not."
You nod in agreement at Akenna.
Speaking thoughtfully in Elven to Akenna, Uniana asks, "Are you certain?"
You glance between Uniana and Akenna.
Speaking in Elven to Uniana, Akenna says, "I am. I need to stay here for now."
Akenna lets out a long, contemplative breath.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I'd like to stay, if Sayilla needs someone to aid her while she's here, I'll make it known that I am available to her."
You nod understandingly at Akenna.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana asks, "May I offer my thoughts on the events?"
Speaking in Elven to Uniana, Akenna says, "I appreciate any thoughts you have to offer."
Speaking softly in Elven to Uniana, you say, "Please do! I am so confused by it all."
The rising intonations of a prayer echo from across the quay, calling out to Charl, the Stormfather, for his mercy and temperance.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana says, "First, and most importantly, time and time again you must mention to Sayilla that she is no good as a martyr or political prisoner. It would only serve to undo all the good that has been done if we keep this notion that a death must mean a death of another. We were working towards an environment of forgiveness, letting go of the darkness of the past and moving towards a bright future."
You incline your head.
Akenna nods in agreement.
You nod in agreement.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana continues, "We must also consider who had anything to actually *gain* from the Malwind's bride death. What did any of the dignitaries hope to accomplish with such a thing?"
Speaking in Elven, you quietly interject, "Or the Valley of Gold was for naught."
Akenna nods once to you.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana says, "I hardly see any of them who did *not* seem keen on investing in the West to be willing to create such tensions. It gains them -nothing-, I have been up all night trying to see the pathway and there is none."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Well..."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Lady Asja was rather hesitant."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana reasons, "And so, I keep coming back to the obvious that this was orchestrated by someone in the West. Someone who sought revenge for the undoing of the Valley of the Gold and more importantly the repeal of Chaston's Edict."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "But I don't think she would do such a thing."
Speaking in Elven, you tentatively add, "And I believe the envoy from Nalfein was none too keen either."
You wrinkle your nose.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Well."
Speaking in Elven, you softly say, "If the Lady Aramiel is to be believed."
Speaking in Elven to Akenna, Uniana asks, "Yes, but so the Ardenai do not want to participate in the actions of the Illistim court. Why do something that could potentially incite war, either of them?"
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I have a note that states otherwise from the Nalfein delegate."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana says, "What do they gain by weakening House Illistim who has long acted as a welcome buffer to the west for the other City-States."
Uniana cocks her head at Akenna.
A group of sailors outside the hall can be heard singing a boisterous sea shanty as they pass by. They sing in a mismatched pitch but with an infectious enthusiasm that more than makes up for it.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "That they are keen to trade in the west."
Speaking thoughtfully in Elven to Uniana, you say, "It's funny you shoulder mention it being orchestrated in the west, Mirkk made a comment to me last night about trusting his elven friends more than his imperial counterparts."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I trust the Elves more than Imperials."
Speaking in Elven to Akenna, Uniana says, "And that is sure never to happen if the Edict comes back."
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Lady Naevys was none too keen on offering aid to the west though."
Akenna nods at Uniana.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana urgently asks, "Think of it now. Who is rumored to have been in the Emperor's ear to repeal the edict? Who would have had children with elven blood?"
You think to yourself for a while.
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Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Malwinds."
Speaking incredulously in Elven to Uniana, you say, "Surely you can't mean ..."
You vigorously shake your head.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana pointedly says, "A revenge plot to murder Kasendra. Make the elves the villians once more. Reestablish the Edict."
You inwardly sigh.
You lean forward and rest your chin in your hand, a thoughtful expression on your face.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna sighs, "It makes sense to me."
You nod reluctantly.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana calmly says, "At the dinner Lord Salnim even stated that he and Kasendra often prefer to take local food from home only during their stay."
Speaking disappointedly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "It does to me too, as much as I dislike the idea."
You cock your head at Uniana.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana explains, "That means they have a constant stream of people coming in from Vornavis to deliver and maybe even prepare their meals."
You nod slowly at Uniana.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Humans aren't ones to let their prejudices go."
Akenna frowns.
Speaking concernedly in Elven to Uniana, you ask, "But who can we trust to share your thoughts?"
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I wouldn't trust any on this side of the spine."
You bite your lip.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana disappointedly says, "I fear the Mirror is too lost in her grief for such. She has never dealt well with death."
Speaking fretfully in Elven to Akenna, you say, "But we call some of them friends."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I wouldn't even trust my Order with that."
You nod in agreement at Uniana.
Speaking sadly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Oh, Akenna."
A polite knock on the open door to the hall precedes the arrival of a Nalfein man of middling years. Dressed in the garb of a professional woodsman, he has a brief glance around the room, smiling to himself when his gaze falls upon the rose-branded crates. He peers inside the crates and has a slight chuckle at the contents within. Turning with an amused grin, he exits the building with whisper-like steps.
Speaking in Elven, you resolutely state, "Then the sooner we return home and try to get to the bottom of this, the better."
Akenna nods to you.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "If you find any evidence that it is of the wests doing, please do not hesitate to share."
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Of course."
Akenna frowns.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I will do what I can for Sayilla, apparently we will be escorting her to her ship in the upcoming days."
You smile at Akenna.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I do not think I can part her from her...path, she seems resolute."
Speaking in Elven, you softly say, "So it seems."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I will write to her."
Speaking in Elven, you tentatively propose, "I will reach out to her too."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Good."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "The more voices, the better."
You smile.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana asks, "She *is* to return to Ta'Illistim, yes?"
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "No."
Speaking uneasily in Elven to Akenna, you say, "Perhaps, between us, we can convince her otherwise."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Most like Tamzyrr."
Uniana slowly empties her lungs.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana ruefully says, "She will only be serving Mularos if she stays."
Speaking in Elven, you softly exclaim, "It's foolhardy of her to think she will be safe there!"
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "She'll only be serving the Sun Throne's interests."
You agree with Akenna.
Speaking in Elven to Akenna, Uniana reminds, "Suffering."
Heralded by the sound of laughter, a trio of small children dressed as makeshift pirates run into the hall, making a circle around the table as they chase each other. Just as quickly as they came, they leave, echoes of their joy trailing behind them.
You bite your lip.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna quietly says, "Yes."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana says, "Salnim lost a wife. The Emperor though, a beloved cousin if the papers are to be believed."
Speaking in Elven, you softly posit, "Perhaps, once the dust settles, she will see the error of her decision to stay."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "While I believe there are people in this empire that are truly good, I do not know if I can trust those who sit so close to the Sun Throne."
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "My thoughts exactly."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana loftily says, "It should not BE her choice. The Mirror should have demanded her return."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "They are cousins, yes."
You nod once at Uniana.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "And with the loss of her father, so recently."
Akenna lets out a long, contemplative breath.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "This is not a good turn of events."
Speaking in Elven, you tentatively ask, "Should I write to the Mirror and suggest as much?"
You wrinkle your nose.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "The Mirror will not, as politically it isn't sound to do so without a full investigation."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana gently says, "If you think it will help. I stand by what I said, her ability to deal with grief is historically poor."
Speaking in Elven, you softly continue, "Can we trust missives sent to the Court from here?"
You nod faintly at Uniana.
Uniana looks over at you and shakes her head.
Speaking resolutely in Elven to Uniana, you say, "Then I feel it is my duty to share my thoughts."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I think if you really want to call upon someone, let it be the former Mirror, she is made of sterner stuff."
Speaking in Elven, you softly sigh, "Even if it means I am no longer held in Court favour as a result."
Uniana surreptitiously glances at Akenna.
You ponder the meaning of Akenna's existence.
Akenna shrugs.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna asks, "Am I wrong?"
Speaking in Elven, Uniana concedes, "No."
Speaking softly in Elven to Akenna, you say, "You are not."
Speaking in Elven, you softly say, "I will start there."
Akenna nods once.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "She has the ear of the Council, they follow her lead."
You agree with Akenna.
Speaking in Elven, Uniana says, "And mention something about Murstyr as well. He could probably stand not to lose another in this decade."
Akenna nods at Uniana.
Speaking despondently in Elven to Uniana, you say, "How true."
The rising intonations of a prayer echo from across the quay, calling out to Charl, the Stormfather, for his mercy and temperance.
Speaking concernedly in Elven to Uniana, you ask, "Will you be returning to the fortress this afternoon?"
Speaking in Elven, Uniana agrees, "The moment we depart the hall."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I will be on my way, I have some things to see to... and I imagine a stern talking-to from Guarrin."
Akenna dreamily rubs her hands over the twilight blue ramie silk surface of her kirtle.
Akenna lets out a long, contemplative breath.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Please be safe leaving."
You wrinkle your nose.
Akenna disbands her group.
Speaking in Elven, you softly say, "And I will go and make plans for my immediate return too."
You stand back up.
You attend to your ebony velvet houppelande, making the houppelande as presentable as possible.
Uniana glances between Akenna and yourself.
Speaking in Elven, you fondly say, "I wish this had been under better circumstances."
You wrinkle your nose.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Good, I want you both to stay safe. You are my dear friends and I value you so much."
Akenna smiles.
Speaking firmly in Elven to Akenna, you remind, "Do stay in touch."
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "I will."
Speaking in Elven, Uniana sincerely wishes, "And I the both of you. Take my desire for your safety with you."
Akenna nods once.
You smile at Uniana.
Speaking softly in Elven to Uniana, you say, "I will be in touch with you soon too."
Uniana nods slowly.
You pause in place for a moment, trying to decide which way to go.
Speaking in Elven, Akenna says, "Take care, may Jaston's winds be fair."
You wave.
Akenna waves.