Aurelia Lefevre (guenevere.amaranth) CP Journal

Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) smiles, and greets Cael with a slight nod. "Good day to you"

[00:07] Linarian (Cael Ishtari)Linarian (Cael Ishtari) steps confidently yet casually through the middle town, his thumbs hooked into the twin belts hanging at his sides and his ebony-feathered wings stretching out to his sides. The man holds a peaceful air about him, and upon coming into view of the pair, he stops, his armor clattering as it comes to rest. "Greetings," he says, his voice soft and measured.

[00:09] Gales Hawkblood: And how fare thee today, this fine day? At least as fine as it can be all things considering

[00:09] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks at this man with the large dark wings, but judges him to be of little danger, and so engages him cordially. "We've just found our new home here today.... lovely part of Aberwyth, this is."

[00:12] Linarian (Cael Ishtari) offers the pair a warm smile as his eyes move toward the skies, the man taking in a deep breath. "Yes, I do agree, a fine day indeed." For a moment he seems to lose himself in the sunlight, but returns to to the earth as his chin lowers. "A home, is it? Congratulations, it is indeed a calming place. So, the two of you are a couple, then?"

[00:13] Gales Hawkblood Looks lovingly at his beloved. "Indeed we are" he smiles. Just finally come to settle down

[00:15] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) follows the man's eyes upwards, looking to see the beauty of the sunlight above her, and squeezes Gales' hand lovingly. "Indeed, rather newly married at that, too." She pauses for a moment. "And you? Where is it that you call home?"

[00:16] Gales Hawkblood: How silly of me! I am called Gales and this is my beloved wife Aurella

[00:18] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) smiles, because although she had often heard "beloved", she was still getting used to be called "wife". Eventually, she supposed, it would not seem so foreign.

[00:19] Linarian (Cael Ishtari), "A fine goal, to enjoy a peaceful life. I truly hope you find it here," he says, a faint trace of sadness lining the optimistic sentiment. "And a newly started life, at that. Cherish each other, for while life is fleeting, and homes may change, love shall endure. And I promise that is about as sappy as I shall be today." Grinning, he changes the subject and responds to the question. "Home? For one such as myself, there is no such place. Home is with my blade, with the smiles of those around me, and with the light of the sun. I am Linarian of the Numinous Blades, and it is an honor to meet you."

[00:20] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) studies the man's eyes, and is overwhelmed by the sadness he seems to carry with him, a burden so many share. "You are very right..”

[00:22] Gales Hawkblood: "The honor is ours, good sir!" Grins in return, but notices the sadness in the man's eyes and glances only fleetingly at his tattoo. Curious, but not wanting to mention it

[00:24] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) continues. "You are very right, my new friend. I was brought here to attend to matters of great sadness, and now, it seems a chance for happiness again....even during dark times". She offers a small curtsy of respect and friendship, as in the old world. "I am Aurelia Lefevre, of the Amaniels. An honour to meet you here today".

[00:29] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) also notices Linarian's tattoo, wondering if it is an enchanted mark.....goodness knows this man who lived by the blade would need as much protection as possible. Then again, it might simply be a tribal mark or one of remembrance. Best not to inquire.

[00:31] Linarian (Cael Ishtari) extends his wings out further to his sides, a large wingspan no doubt able to lift his body, armor and all, the motion accompanied by a light yawn he covers with a gauntlet. Clearing his throat he responds with a playful wink, "Aurelia. Gales. I shall undoubtedly forget those names, but do try to push the memory into this thick skull of mine; it shall hopefully take in time." His wings return to him, folding up neatly behind his back. "Well, while you may have come for sadness, I hope fortune brings smiles to wipe it away."
[00:34] Gales Hawkblood Nods with a smile and gently squeezes Aurella's hand. "We were just out for a short walk to learn the area a bit having just relocated here" He offers Linarian his outstretched hand again with a smile. "I hope good fortune shall find you as well"

[00:35] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) winks playfully, "I think you'll find I am not so easily forgotten! At least I've been told you can pick me out of a crowd." She laughs lightly, noticing the man already tiring of pleasantries. "I do hope for great fortune for all of us in these times! But please, let us not detain you....we shall leave you to your wandering and your blade But lovely to have made a new friend here in this part of town."

[00:37] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) adds, "You'll find I have a good memory for names, but never forget a pretty gown or good suit of armour. Good thing you're not wearing the first. "

[00:37] Gales Hawkblood laughs heartily at his wife's taunt

[00:39] Linarian (Cael Ishtari) nods, "I've just arrived myself and hoped to get a bit of a better vantage point." His wings flutter slightly, as if to underline the point he's making. "I intend to protect this isle for some time yet, and it shall do me no good to forget which way is what." At the woman's jest, he raises a brow. "Oh, and why is it such a good thing? I do say they make me look quite stunning at balls and formals," returning the humor in kind.

[00:43] Gales Hawkblood: "A good day to you, sir. I hope we shall meet again." Nods to the man as he takes his wife's hand and gently leads her down the walk

[00:44] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) notices the flutter in Linarian's wings although she does not comment. She has noticed him extend and conceal them multiple times, as little escapes her. "No, my good sir, it does not. And we are all in need of whatever protection we may find these days" She returns the joke to mind, and laughs, glad to have found a merry spirit. "And no doubt you should indeed outshine them all, my friend!!"

[00:45] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) wishes the gentleman safe travels with a cordial smile "I hope we shall always see you in such a merry state".

[00:46] Linarian (Cael Ishtari) smiles in passing, his wings extending and getting ready to take flight. "Only while my sword is sheathed."

[00:47] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) moves out of the way. "And then let it stay so as long as possible, my friend! Safe travels!"

Aurelia and Gales head off for their walk, spending some time exploring the wonders of Valesk while most others are sleeping. Later, in the Vale, she comes across Linarian, sleeping peacefully near a tree.

[17:53] Gales Hawkblood kneels down and softly pets the weasel on his way by to the General Store
[17:55] Gales Hawkblood looks around at the empty shelves and notes that we won't be getting anything here today
[17:55] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) notes that supplies are running low everywhere, and working at this store might be of advantage!
[17:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) points out "You never know when they put aside items for employees and friends and those of importance"
[17:57]) Gales Hawkblood: We may have to go hunting and foraging just to make sure we can eat, my love
[17:58] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) hugs Gales lovingly. "It will be alright, my love. We have some rations yet, and with enough coin and influence, no doubt there are more to be had."
The pair rest at the tavern, which is deserted and unstaffed, but perfect for people watching
[18:01] Gales Hawkblood smiles as he walks up to the table and holds an empty seat out for Aurelia
[18:02] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) perches on the chair, and giggles as she sees she is able to sit on her husband's lap instead.


[18:27] Gales Hawkblood looks onward and sees a weary looking traveler
[18:27]) Gales Hawkblood: Good day to you, sir!
[18:28] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) spies an explorer wandering by and calls out, "Good day to you, kind sir!"
[18:28] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth): "Might you be looking for the inn? Tis this way."
[18:28] Aden 'Bastard' Smith is quite busy looking around the place, his heavy steps sounding somewhat ~off~, heavier than he should be, even with that full armor. "Hello there."
[18:29] Gales Hawkblood: welcome to Valesk!
[18:30] Aden 'Bastard' Smith nods his head and replies in a monotone voice "I am not really looking for the Inn. But thanks for asking."
[18:31] Gales Hawkblood: We shall leave you to your travels, sir. We just spied an unfamiliar face and wanted to say "hello"
[18:31] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) backs away slightly, sending she has disturbed the man on his journey, and feeling rather strange about the presence in the air tonight. "You're quite welcome...we are always happy to meet a fellow explorer. I came ashore not too long myself. Do be careful on the journey, though, tis strangeness in the air tonight."
[18:32] Aden 'Bastard' Smith smiles lightly and waves his hand "Oh it was nothing, dear. And I can handle myself quite well, but thank you for the warning. I will be off then" he says with a calm tone before wandering further.
[18:34] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) shrinks behind her husband a bit before urging him down the path, as she always does when sensing uneasiness.

Aurelia and Gales continue to journey and chit-chat through Abertwyth, and end up walking past the Stitchery, which she’d seen the other day, and is still full of people. However, they seem heavily into their own conversation. Aurelia thinks this is the normal way of doing things at the Stitchery, this dislike of idle chit-chat.

[18:41] Gales Hawkblood smiles and wishes the group of ladies a good day as he goes by
[18:43] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) recognises the Stitchery, and some of the lovely ladies there, and with a small bow, calls out, "Vedui, hello, lovely to see you all once more!!"
[18:43] Emmaline emmaline.mynx) glanced at Elenelle, knowing that she had been trained in court and trained well, leaving the reply to her. "I have work to do, Cousins, so I leave you with my daughter," and she'd leave that explanation to her, as well. It had been a long day and there was still much to be done before the end of day. "Quel undome, mellons. I hope to see you on the morrow," and she made her way back inside the shop. ((Night, everyone! Great rp! Nice meeting you, Linarian! Waves to Guenevere and Allen and Aden!))
[18:44] Guenevere Amaranth: (( waves to Emm and Ellenel and Cael and everyone else she's seen before! ))
Aurelia spies the magic shop, and although she knows it is late, she wanders in to find respite from the energy of the Isle that has exhausted her so today.
[18:46] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) walk into the magic shop, finding this space a calming influence, although it is quite empty at this hour.
[18:47] Gales Hawkblood notices a slight hint of incense in the air

During their travels, the pair encounter a raven. It is perched up high, so Aurelia misses it at first. She then greets it with a smile, as does Gales. The raven attempts to intimidate, which is simply met with kind pleasantries from Aurelia. She realizes too late that the raven has become angry, and begins to feel uncomfortable, as if a cold wind is behind her or someone is following. She turns around, sees that neither is true. Rather than head home, she steers her husband towards the Warden’s Keep, where they discuss his usefulness in strength and combat. Aurelia urges Gales to consider the Warden’s Keep as a vocation on the Isle while taking refuge and centering herself inside what appears to be the armoury.

[19:24] Kristie Teardrop watches the two as they depart and could feel the good wishes of the female sent her way....gah! what is with the people on this Island? Do they not remember the old stories of ravens...she will make sure people remember why Ravens are to be feared and avoided...she sends her mind into the Spirit plain and summons her Sister, "Cath? see that one down there with the Red Hair and the wings?...follow her and find out where she lives...once there, if you can find one of her feathers and bring it back..do so...but if not...just let me know where she lives.....I'll strike fear in her heart yet" she sends crossed the dimensions and watches as the Invisible spirit follows after the two.

(([19:28] Kristie Teardrop: unless you can see spirits....she wont be seen....if any of your feathers are at your place and easily accessible...on the floor etc... then she will bring one back...or if not...she just leaves...nothing else happens))

((Aurelia cannot see spirits, but she is highly susceptible to feeling their presence, especially if they mean harm. OOC RP discussion follows))

[19:31] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) gently but determinedly plucks one of her tiny feathers from her wing, ignoring the pain of doing so, and hands it to Gales.
[19:32] Gales Hawkblood takes the feather with a curious look
[19:33] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks at her husband with alarm. "Please, my love, go to our home and leave this feather on the floor". She plucks a tiny feather from the other wing and leaves it on the floor in the Warden’s Keep, not knowing who has followed her here but sensing the presence of something evil. She believes her feathers, a symbol of her blessed origins and closeness to the Divine Nature will dispel and satisfy any that wish her harm or question her motivations. She is shivering, though there is a fire.
[19:34] Gales Hawkblood nods to his wife still wondering what is going on and walks briskly to the house"
[19:35] Gales Hawkblood opens the door and drops the feather on the floor watching it flutter down and then returns to his wife
[19:46] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) thanks her love for the delivery of the feather, as she hoped to appease the feeling of malcontent in a peaceful way, whatever the cause.
[19:46] Gales Hawkblood holds his wife gently and smiles. He doesn't understand, but knows that she is worried about something
[19:48] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks wary. "I think, though, the raven believed me a bird. I do not believe it to be of ill-intent toward me, but I should have to confront the raven again to find out. She left me with a foreboding feeling, though I hope it is just superstition.”
[19:49] Gales Hawkblood: Then we shall do that
[19:50] (Gales Hawkblood is still confused, but he knew his wife understood things far outside his comprehension
[19:50] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) shakes her head, and believes it is better to avoid the raven for now, as not to anger her

((RL afkness))

[20:15] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) flies home to find nothing amiss about the place, and nobody was following her. She leaves the feather neatly on the floor just in case her sense had been correct, and the raven was looking to see where she lived. She hoped her detour to the warden's keep had confused it enough that it would forget meeting her. Aurelia did not believe in bad luck, only the inability to be prepared. She was, however, empathetic and optimistic to a fault.

[14:28] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) spies Elka by the tavern and nods her head in greeting. "Good evening to you"
[14:29] Gales Hawkblood Nods to Elka with a smiles
[14:29] Elka Otterpop™ (adylin) eyed the two walking up as she is greeted by them and offers a slight dip of her head in return.
[14:30] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) peeks in the tavern and tells her husband "It is still abandoned. No new supplies have found us yet." She sighs, as every day she hopes for signs of life to return.
[14:31] Gales Hawkblood shakes his head. He was hoping that something had found it's way to the island. Valeska provided and now she took away. He prayed that she would reconsider their fate and be kind again.
[14:33] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) shivers, as if a cold wind moves through her, and she suddenly feels tired. It may be the stress or the lack of rations, or just the aura in the air, but she has become exhausted. "My love, shall we check on the library and general store?"
[14:34] Gales Hawkblood Nods to his wife and takes her hand as they walk over to the library
[14:34] Gales Hawkblood: A good day to you, m'lady
[14:35] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) bows respectfully to Elka as they walk by. " Lovely to meet you, and a wonderful eve!"
[14:35] The Library: There is a peaceful hush in the building. Various denizens sit around with books or browse, some are exchanging whispers while others appear to be doing research, scribbling into little notebooks. A NPC woman smiles to you in welcome from the counter and if approached introduces herself as Elaine.
[14:37] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) nods her head in greeting to Elaine, and feels more content as she finds a fire and the aroma of parchment and ink, which fill her heart and restore her spirits.
[14:39] Gales Hawkblood picks up one of the rectangle objects off the shelf and opens it to see may strange symbols on the parchment. His simple life had taught him many things about how to life off the land. He knew what a book was. he knew those strange symbols were some form of means to get message across, but he had no knowledge of how to decipher that message.
[14:41] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks at her husband, who has a confused expression at the manuscript in his hand. "My love, do you not know how to read these? Are they a language foreign to you?"
[14:45] Gales Hawkblood shrugs and smiles. "Reading is a skill that I didn't have much need to acquire. I knew where to take my skins to be sold and If I needed to be directed it is easy enough to ask someone"
[14:49] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looked surprised, as she read not only the Elven manuscripts, but those written in the human languages, and words had been friends as long as she could recall. They comforted her. "Does this mean you do not know how to write down a letter on parchment, then? You must go to a scribe?" There was still so much she did not know.
[14:54] Gales Hawkblood nodded "Though I have never needed to even do that much. Until I met a lovely elfin woman, I had no need to even contact anyone." His heart pounded a little. he loved Aurelia more than he could admit. Of course he couldn't even dream of writing it down.
[14:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) puts her arms around Gales, careful not to crush her wings in the process. "My love, you must learn to put words on paper...for what if you are sent away in battle and there is no scribe? You need to contact someone now." She smiles, full of love.
[14:59] Gales Hawkblood nods and smiles lovingly at his wife "Will you teach me?" he asked her. He was almost flirtation in his request and had a little bit of a twinkle in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his forehead against hers.
[15:02] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) smiles and merry laughter echoes through the library at his flirtatious look, before she kisses him lovingly. "Of course I will, my love. We will make sure you always know how to contact me." (storyline to be explored in future RP pending moderator approval.)
[15:05] Gales Hawkblood smiles wide and kisses his wife lovingly. He had never needed these skills before, but he can see where he would need them now. He didn't want to think about it, but there was a possibility that they could get separated and he would need to get a message to her.
[15:08] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) squeezes her husband's hand, banishing these terrible thoughts. "Are you ready to go back outside, my love? I am better, even though the air is chilly today"
[15:10] Allen Firethorn squeezes his wife's hand in return and nods. "We should see if provisions have met the store yet. Maybe they managed to get here before the more pleasant items like ale and mead"
(( Aurelia and Gales leave the library to travel to the store))
[15:15] Gales Hawkblood Looks at the empty shelves of the store and shakes his head. Food still hadn't made it to the island. "I don't know how they hope to pay the store workers if they have no inventory to sell"
[15:16] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) chuckles that comment, knowing her husband cared not for the precious bottles of Elven wine she kept at home. "No, my love, there are no supplies, no staff, no workers. These are bleak times indeed".
[15:18] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks around the empty store, "I do wonder if any merchants are making it to us at all. We may have to go to the docks one day to see if supplies are being hidden. In the old world, this was always the way. When you knew the right people, it was easier to obtain things."

[15:24] matty Reluin steps a few paces back and acknowledges his words "Only natural that the protecting of the isles is by our watch." he made Batman's exist through the front door and looked to the woman he barely had time to notice and gave her a respectful nod.
[15:29] Garrett (Arex Koltai) sighed heavily as his hopes were dashed and he say down heavily at the table again, waving towards Batman as he took the item off of his hands and entrusted him and Luna to handle things in his absence. As Batman left, he made sure to call out, as if to follow up on the earlier thread of the Gods and their riddles, "Mark my words, when I ascend upon a steed of gold to the Pantheon, mine will be a rule of simplicity." He made small gestures with his hands, clearly emulating a heirophant in a sarcastic manner, "Stop sacrificing things and quit being twats to each other." He then looked to Eph and shook his head to her statement, "She doesn't have to. We'd be far too busy kicking the arse of great winged demons to give much thought to cooking." His voice was dry, but clearly on the same joking level as Eph. Finally, he turned towards their newest initiate and motioned for him to sit next to him, "So, there a name attached to you?"
[15:30] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) wandered into the Keep, a quiet place indeed, and gave a bow to Ephralia, whom she had not seen in a little while, and nodded her head in acknowledgement to the men she had not met before. It seemed the Keep was full of guards and initiates, and she quietly wondered how bad times really might be in the future.
[15:32] Gales Hawkblood quietly enters the room knowing to keep silent. While this wasn't a place of worship, he knew that there was important business held here and it was best not to disturbe or interrupt
[15:33] Gales Hawkblood upon seeing that there was indeed important business going on he takes Aurelia's hand and quietly ducks back out of the building.
[15:33] Eph nods back pleasantly to Matty, then chuckles at Garrett, relaxing in his anti-demon speech as if such were rather homelike to her. She just waits a while on the ration-request, seeing as Garrett just got stuck with ALL the duties. Eph turns to wave at Aurelia, "Greetings to you, milady! Welcome to the keep of the Wardens!" This despite Eph not being a Warden (yet).
[15:36] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) waves back to Eph, and nods her head to Garrett, who is extremely busy. "Hello to you again, m'lady! It seems the keep is...well, keeping quite busy!!"
[15:40] matty Reluin takes up the man's offer and folds his left leg and lays into his right "Carver. Marius Carver." Takes a quick glance into the hall and sees people coming in and out other than the ones wearing warden clothes and looks to the Ranger "Quite a large company. Of course thats expected of warden life i can only imagine. I've heard some of this riddle talk around the isle when i first arrived." Thinks back to his embarrassing amount of nothing but a dustpile in his head to think on it "Sadly all i can think of the old man was saying, at least one of his riddle lead me to over here..." he snarks a grin "Quite the work hunt huh?"
[15:41] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) bows to all assembled, before taking her husband's hand. "Shall we be off then, my love, before they enlist you here too?" She had a joking smile on her face, but was halfway serious.
[15:43] Gales Hawkblood walked back out of the building with his wife. The little smile on his face gave away that he felt being enlisted here may not be a bad thing. He could use the work. For him living off the land was *normally* enough, but now he had a wife to support and maybe someday children.
[15:49] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) holds her husband's hand gently as they leave the Keep. She could see him being happy in this building, but also knew how much he loved his freedom and to not need more than necessary to enjoy life. "Shall we keep walking, my love? I do not think Bandit has come out of her den today. I hope she is healing and resting."
[15:50] Gales Hawkblood nods
[15:51] Gales Hawkblood nods "I hope so as well, my love. There is still much of the island you haven't seen yet. We should keep exploring so you know your way around"
[15:52] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) chuckles lightly at that. "Yes, I get turned about so easily here!!"

[16:27] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) takes Gales' hand and hurries back to the tavern, wondering if the strange energy she felt the need to hide from was responsible for chaos--and spies Bandit running up the stairs. She is happy the little one is healthy!!
[16:27] Gales Hawkblood watches Bandit race by and assumes she is in fact feeling better
[16:28] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) drops to one knee and offers her hand to Bandit, as Gales had taught her. "How are you feeling today?"
[16:29] Eph grins at Cheyenne, "It's too early fer bed! Also, I'm starting to think either the drink is strong here, or we need to eat more. My head feels light. Ewww! What's that smell? There ain't no swamp, here!" Eph is starting to get perturbed. This feeling in the air disturbs those parts of her mind that have become buried in the blessing of forgetfulness. Eph gets antsy and starts squirming in her seat
[16:29] Gales Hawkblood: what died?
[16:30] Cheyenne Frostwych sniffs in the air as she order another mead from the bar keep and she informs her that the tavern smells of... Shit, getting a whiff of the growing decaying smell. She tells Eph "But it's cold! Just bring it here, I wont sleeps!" she says clapping her hands together as if to hurry Eph along. "It's this taavern, it smells baddddd. Eph's do you wants another drink?"
[16:30] Bandit (banditslostcause) had been moving up to the tavern in hopes of finding food there. She nuzzles at the offered hand then licks it, feeling better until the rank scent reaches her nose. She then reaches a paw up to rub over her nose and sneezes to try to get the scent out.
[16:32] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) scratches Bandit under the chin, and whispers, "This is no place for you, little one. Take care and hide above, where you are safe!"
[16:32] Gales Hawkblood raises a pair of fingers to order 2 tankards of mead. Then moves to the corner of the building... then to the fireplace. Trying to find anywhere away from the smell or anything that can drown it out
[16:34] Gales Hawkblood produces a meager portion of dried meat from his pouch and offers it to Bandit
[16:35] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) stands up and takes her husband's hand, dizzy and overwhelmed by the scent, using her scarf as a handkerchief. "My love, this is where the woman was, the one who had me running to the library to escape her presence. Now there is something even worse in the air. Should we take Bandit into tavern with us?"
[16:35] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) Now, a darkness began to seep across the square, on the wings of the cold and rot-scented air. It did not blot out the light of the sun that hung low in the evening sky, but it was present. It was there. The woman listened, hands cupped against her belly, gathering magic in her hands - as people grew antsy, some perturbed, some confused instead. She heard as well how others entered and then turning, lowered herself in idle sit upon the fountain's edge. It was only a darkly cloaked and hooded figure they would see there -- but one that had begun to chant. A quiet chanting and likely unheard by most. For those that heard, it would sound queer, words strange and likely unknown. And as she did so, the magic within her hands grew and the darkness seeped and shaped together, taking form.
[16:35] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): adds (2/4)
[16:36] Bandit (banditslostcause) looks at Gales and Aurelia, then around the plaza area as she whines softly and lowers her ears. She glances at the one by the fountain, then almost growls and slips closer to Gales, taking the dried meat almost abscent mindedly as she tries to figure out what she is feeling.
[16:37] "No more drink for me, lieutenant. My taste buds just became introverts. Really. I think they all just turned from bumps into divots." Eph smiles to Cheyenne, thereby missing the advent of the darkness. Eph does detect the trio, though and waves, "Hullo, ev'rybody! By Torm, what's that stink, anyway?"
[16:38] Gales Hawkblood takes Aurelia's hand and starts to walk into the tavern motioning for Bandit to follow
[16:38] Cheyenne Frostwych looked outside and noticed it was dark "Eph it's bed time, look how darks it is!" she said downing her 3rd mead "but Eph, you needs the drink!" she says licking her lips and waving to all the new comers including the sneezing man "Hullo everyone!" she called out.
[16:39] Gales Hawkblood waves. His face noticeably puckered by the "odd" smell of the air. "Good day to you"
[16:40] Bandit (banditslostcause) steps inside the tavern but stops just inside the door, looking around in the room then at the ceiling before looking back outside. She growls a little unsure what is worse, her fear of being inside somewhere, or the strangeness that is going on out in the plaza.
[16:42] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) stands next to Bandit, encouraging her to come inside, as there is a fire and only those who mean good inside. "It is like a den", she whispers kindly. Yet, Aurelia is also fixated on the outside, not the stench, nor the woman, but something she does not know.
[16:44] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) The darkness that had seeped, folding in together and upon itself, now rose from the ground to display a monstrous beast. Monstrous and unnatural were the words most aptly suited. It reeked of decaying flesh and its maw promised mutilation. Inky black and darker than the darkest night in coloring, it was a thing beyond describing. Limbs it had and then extras, tentacle of idea and concept, yet not at all like a tentacle should look. Too the Tavern it then headed, moving slowly but with menace. The woman, still seated upon the fountain, began to chant even louder. A gleeful note laid in her tone and her hands spread wide about her. The eerie color of her magic as foreboding as the dark and the stench, she glanced over her shoulder towards the tavern and the creature with a hissed, "Yessss." Quickly snapping her head back to the magic that she gathered, the chanting continued forth. Unnatural would be the feel of her magic and terrible its might.
[16:44] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): sorry! adding (3/4)
[16:44] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): keeps forgetting that lol))
[16:44] Gales Hawkblood sets down his mead and takes a deep breath through his tunic. He may need a bath, but the air smells worse. Holding his breath he walks over to the fountain to investigate the figure
[16:46] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) calls out in alarm to her husband, "Please, no, come back!" She knows they should not be here, but is torn from curiosity.
[16:47] Gales Hawkblood quietly and calmly motions for his wife to stay where it's safe as he peers oddly at the figure his lungs feeling almost too full from holding his breath
[16:47] Eph hears Cheyenne talking about darkness and stands up suddenly. Her poor chair goes shooting off backwards as Eph takes up a fighting stance. "That is no ordinary darknesh ... I mean, darkness!" Eph proclaims, suddenly regretting the double mead. Eph draws sword and heads out to the plaza, quickly orienting on the shadowy yet monstrous apparition. Eph holds her blade BY the blade and herself chants, "Patronus of Light
Banisher of night
Lend me your wisdom
Lend me your might!" (casting Call on Faith 1/2)
[16:48] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): please adhere to a post order and wait for a rotation before posting again. otherwise i will not be able to keep up. ))
[16:49] Cheyenne Frostwych didn't even notice anything was going on inside, oblivious in her own world filled with mead and the promise of rations. She giggled madly at Eph saying darknesh and squeaks as she jumped up "ah good you're going to get my bed." she says laying her head on the table.
[16:54] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx) cants his head lightly as he walks into the unfolding drama, drawn in by the scent and feeling of magic gathered with dark purpose. His gaze flickers over the other people around and finally settle on the one woman by the fountain. His gaze goes back to the apparently summoned creature before yet again returning to the sickly looking woman. "Are you the one who created that disgusting looking thing ?" he asks in a loud tone of voice , muffled by the mask and helmet, his white cloak flattering lightly in the breeze. "Cause that thing looks quite nasty." , his voice calm and controlled, his hands resting on the two weapons on his belt.
[16:55] Bandit (banditslostcause) backs into the tavern a little, unsure about what is going on, the the unnatural feel of things is overcoming her fear of enclosed places. She growls again at the darkness, her head lowering and darting out as her teeth snap in the air She spots another dark wolf out in the plaza, giving a short howl to warn him of the darker than him darkness forming near the fountain.
[16:58] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) Ephralia, and any who looked, would realise the creature that seemed to come from the darkness was now quiet tangible of form. As though from nothing it'd become something, a terrible something at that. Whether it had any understanding was unclear, but the risen elf and brandished sword, loud cries given drew its attention. To the beseeching maiden the creature then toiled. But long before it could have reached her, a tentacle'd limb made its slithering progress her way. It slashed out for Ephralia's lower limbs, quick and wicked as a whip, the creature's progress to her not hindered for the motion, it seemed.
The woman, seated cloaked and hooded upon the fountain's edge, lifted her head when one drew near her. Her arms remained wide, magic gathering and shaping, but she stood and turned towards him. To Gales, she merely smiled, a look that was nothing save disturbing on her face. And when another called to her, she threw her head back and cackled, a thin and reedy sound that pierced. With the cackling,
[16:58] the gathering of her magic's spell unfurled. Arcs of unnatural and magical light shooting through the square, in aim for each person there. (4/4 Vicious lingering Hex Blast cast; auto hit to everyone. Reduces your HP -1 /every/ post.)
[16:58] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#2a3c#): 4 - tentacle @ Eph: 2 damage
[16:59] Gales Hawkblood attempts to hold his breath a little longer. At least long enough as he reaches over and pokes the figure. Letting out all of the air at once he says "You need a bath" His eyes roll back and he can feel a bit of a burn as his body tries to breath again
[17:00] Ephralia Valor rolls R3 (IoV:#4037#): 22 - to avoid tentacle
[17:03] Liam: seemed to always appear in places at the wrong time; his sheer luck! Upon hearing the stranger female's howl, the smaller framed male adruptley scurried to the side. The hackles on his neck raised, yelping from suddenly being spooked and clearly he was oblivious as to the occurrences happening around him. Instinctively, the black male hurried towards the other apparent wolf and sat aside the other dark canine.
[17:04] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): just to make sure it's clear, everyone will be losing -1hp each post round -- save liam since he wasn't here when the spell was cast))
[17:04] Bandit (banditslostcause): ((no roll against it?))
[17:04] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): no - the vicious spell is autohit))
[17:05] Guenevere Amaranth: (( no, it came to us after Eph cast her spell))
[17:05] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): any questions on the matter can be IMd to Cailean ))
[17:05] Eph keeps a hold on her sword-blade, holding it high in the air. Sensing a shadowy, hideous tentacle sweeping toward her, she dances high in the air, leaping up to avoid the slash. As she hears the whoosh of the tentacle go by, she finishes her prayer. "Let me serve justice
And render no harm
Lend Light to my sword
Lend strength to my arm!" (Call on Faith 2/2) Thereafter, the sword glows in a wholesome like, and Eph reverses the blade to grasp it in her hand. She steadily marches toward the shadowy horror. Time to kick butt. ... next round.
[17:06] Cheyenne Frostwych her tiredness was setting in and her druken haze was affecting her. She looked up trying to see where Eph had got too, having no clue what so ever Eph was in mortal danger. She calls out "Who's Justice Eph!?" hoping swhe would be back soon.
[17:06] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx) draws his sword and dagger with a fluid motion [Dual Weapon Style] , loosing no more time as he feels the magic begin affecting him. He'd not just wait like these people and let the necromancer cast more of that shit. Nope. Not happening. He starts into a rather impressive sprint and goes - straight- for the mage, aiming his sword strike at her neck and the daggers blow to her chest. [Dual Weapon Style - Roll twice for attack, pick higher, no crit] His movements are fast and his style reveals that he is quite experienced at what he's doing.
[17:08] Bandit (banditslostcause) shakes her head as a strange feeling hits her, making her stagger on her feet before growling over towards the fountain again. Her whole body language shows she is not happy with the darkness being on this side of the water.
[17:08] Kor rolls R6 (IoV:#931d#): 25 against StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) - Attack @ Cedar Ashland First Roll
[17:09] Kor rolls R6 (IoV:#6574#): 18 against StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) - Attack @ Cedar Ashland Second Roll
[17:09] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx): (( 25 is the score to beat ))
[17:09] StoryMaker rolls R5 (IoV:#ba81#): 12 - the woman's dodge
[17:11] Gales Hawkblood sees the blade fly past him and thinks now would be a good time to get out of the way. He really wanted to hurt something, but who comes to the tavern armed. He won't make that mistake again, but now was not the time to fight with bare hands.
[17:12] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx): (( 3 Damage @ Mage woman. ))
[17:15] Liam: took in everything about his surroundings finally. It seemed as if quite a few things had changed since last he had set foot in the land. His emerald gaze held onto the dark female aside him, a worried expression across his face. Alas he remained mute, attempting to figure everything out. Though the current situation wouldn't allow it, and he had to find his 'manlyness' in spite of all the chaos. Eventually the smaller framed male stood and quickly snuffed his nose along her darker furs if she allowed, attempting to make sure the other lupe was still alright
[17:15] Bandit (banditslostcause) looks to the smaller but seemingly older wolf beside her, a small whine of pain sounding as the sensation hit her again, her body sturdy but weaked from lack of food.
[17:16] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): Aurelia needs to post still, or did I miss it? ))
[17:16] Guenevere Amaranth: (nope, I'm posting now)
[17:16] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): k thanks! ))
[17:20] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) moves closer to the woman, and begins an incantation, high-pitched and serene, inviting herself into the creature's mind. If she is able to see the business of the woman here, she can help those around her. (Spell: Entraced)
[17:25] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R7 (IoV:#11ea#): 11 - Little Tree breach mind
[17:25] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#2057#): 23 - for creature to resist spell
[17:27] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) That the tentacle'd aspect of the creature did not land solid upon Ephralia in no way seemed to deter it. It stopped however, as though uncertain, whether for the lack of rent flesh and armor or the cried words' effect, unclear. But for the moment, it did nothing -- at least until the light glowed upon the sword and it was brandished. The creature, inky black and gruesome, slithered back with a grating sound that wore upon the ears to hear. Wanting little to nothing to do with the light that was directed towards it, it turned and slid in another way -- to the woman, golden and delicious; to Aurelia who'd begun to call to it with her voice as golden and bright as she. If it realised the movements of her voice for what it was, it did not show it, only kept on towards her. And to this woman (Aurelia) it snaked another tentacle like a whip.

The sickly looking woman ... was poked? And it seemed to startle her a moment. Enough that when the other ran towards her she'd little time to think of dodging. So it
[17:27] was his blade sawed through her shield, the sudden sparking of the green and purple of her mana lighting the air around her form. A great deal of it shattered, and the woman cried out - startled and delighted. Falling back some steps in hopes to put space between them, the woman shot out both her hands with a hoarse cry and a blast of magic. (1/1)
[17:27] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#e537#): 14 - tentacle Aurelia Lefevre - 2 damage
[17:27] StoryMaker rolls R8 (IoV:#500e#): 17 - woman's karmic backlash spell at Kor - roll resolve to resist
[17:28] Kor rolls R5 (IoV:#2469#): 7 against StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) - Defense against Blacklash
[17:28] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): deals the same damage as your last attack))
[17:31] Søłυиα ЯεďЯôśε Sκчтøωeя Bełмøит (soluna.sassoon) is offline.
[17:32] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx) shrugs off the damage from the Hex, as it had not yet even eaten properly through his armor, and neither did the backlash that he suffered [Hp remaining > Base HP]. The warrior in gold didn't even miss a beat being faced with the magic and her trying to gain distance, and he would have none of it. One again he closed the distance, swinging his sword at her mid section to ensure the highest chance of delivering a proper blow. Apparently the man clad in gold and white felt no fear from fighting in such a chaos or situation, and even taking rather impressive amounts of damage that would've killed an unarmored human, he pressed the attack without hesitation.
[17:32] Kor rolls R6 (IoV:#2cfb#): 24 against StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) - Attack @ Cedar Ashland
[17:33] StoryMaker rolls R5 (IoV:#0ebe#): 21 - woman dodging Kor?
[17:34] Gales Hawkblood looks at the tentacle and Made a jump for it trying to land on it with both heals. He may not be able to hurt it unarmed, but he might be able to get it to change it's mine and go after someone else. he didn't care if he became the chosen target as long as it wasn't his beloved.
[17:34] Eph the shining knight springs into action and it's not hard to figure out what to do. She charges the retreating monster and swings with all her might, her two-handed sword making a shining arc through the air, hoping to lop off a tentacle, at least. Eph calls over her shoulder, "Stand back, folks! This ain't no picnic! ... And, Golly, Lieutenant! Get up! We're under attack!" and then swipes the monster, "Eeeeeeaaaauugghh!"
[17:36] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#8477#): 5 - Jump on tentacle
[17:36] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#ab3e#): 6 - tentacle doesn't wanna be stepped on pls
[17:37] Cheyenne Frostwych squeaks getting up knocking her old empty glass onto the floor "The pirates are coming!!" she yelled hearing Eph saying we were under attack and in her drunken state trips over her chair and falls flat on her face. "Eph!" she called out but stayed on the floor, becoming drowzy and tired.
[17:37] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx): (( give that female lieutenant a promotion, staying that calm ))
[17:37] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): lol))
[17:37] ((Allen Firethorn: or a cup of coffee to sober up))
[17:38] Ephralia Valor rolls R9 (IoV:#e5d7#): 17 - to hit monster, weapon is 'huge'
[17:38] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R5 (IoV:#4929#): 22 - reflexes to dodge tentacle
[17:38] Ephralia: (( note for future: type QUICKLY into the little box))
[17:38] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#67c3#): 17 - tentacle dodging hack-slash?
[17:40] matty Reluin Came walking onto the town squire, hearing an chaos and screams going on, as he walked further he sees his worries ensure. He did what he could in the situation only having hand on grip of blade and quickly looking the scene and analyzing the most he could, this is a strategy of his that would keep him alive but at the same time get him killed for staling and standing still.
[17:41] Liam: felt his long talons rake into the stone under his paws. He 'itched' to get in on the action, though a furry beastie in the midst of chaos might not be a rather good idea at the moment. For now he held his ground alongside the larger female, alert and ready if the time came for other 'fight or flight' actions.
[17:42] Bandit (banditslostcause) lowers her head and closes her eyes at the way the sounds grate in the air, hurting her ears and making her stagger back further. She looks around as if searching for someone, then gives a sharp wolf cry of pain as the one strange feeling washes over her again. The chaos in the plaza is forgotten in the way she feels now, staggering back a bit further with her head lowering
[17:51] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) It was a moment of great confusion for the black and ungainly creature. It'd swiped out quick as lightning to the golden woman and saw nothing for it. And in the midst the man beside her jumped as if the stomp on it. It skittered jerkily to the side, the action running it right into Ephralia's sword. Off came one tentacle'd appendage, hacked clean through with such might and vigor. And naturally, or unnaturally rather, the creature let out another grating cry, this one louder, this one harder on the ears. From where the tentacle laid now oozed a blackness thick and sickly. It slowly seeped from the appendage, slowly spreading the ichor. Furious for what had been severed, the creature slashed out wildly with it's other tentacle'd appendage. This time, aiming for Ephralia in its fury, understanding the maiden to be the one who'd caused such wreckage upon its form. Across the midriff it was aiming, wicked and sharp in how it moved, and too it turned to head back for her. Bait set and attention garnered.
[17:51]
The woman, though she had tried, could not get enough room between her and Kor. Again he came at her with his sword and again it carved chunks of her shield of magic. This time it caused it to shatter wholly, leaving only her: robes and cloak and skin. She stumbled back yet further and began to cast again. This one did not seem to move so swiftly as the spell she'd done before. Instead she chanted, words flying on the heels of words as she brought her hands towards her. The look and glow of her magic slowly began to rise, unnatural as the inky-black creature, and near as wild. (1/2)
[17:51] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#bcc3#): 9 - tentacle @ ephralia - 2 damage
[17:52] Ephralia Valor rolls R5 (IoV:#3397#): 23 - to dodge tentacle
[17:56] Eph moves automatically, sensing the motives and motions of the evil creatures with what almost might be a 6th sense. The ichor from the severed tentacle sprays Eph, who crouches, then cartwheels suddenly to the right, avoiding the horrid tentacle-mashing once again. In a jingle of chainmail, Eph finds her feet again, and makes a fencer's lunge toward the middle of monster. "Take that, foul dwimmerlaik!"
[17:56] Ephralia Valor rolls R9 (IoV:#24df#): 17 - monster shishkabob attempt
[17:56] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx) aims for the woman's face next, having felt the shattering of her shield and thus he was now once again aiming for the vitals, or more like the parts of her body that would end up -hurting- and -confusing- her more than likely should his strikes connect. His speed was pretty impressive, as was the calm and collected demeanor hiding the ~seething~ fury beneath his glorious appearance. The woman he was fighting might actually ~feel~ that the shining knight might in fact be as twisted as she herself, or perhaps have even darker desires laying beneath. The killing intent however he emitted was enormous, enough to let her know that his ~goal~ was not to stop her but to skewer and eviscerate, if he got the chance. And thus he presses his attack, uncaring for the battle of the others against the creature behind him.
[17:57] Kor rolls R6 (IoV:#b02e#): 10 against StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) - Attack @cedar Ashland
[17:57] Cheyenne Frostwych stirs on the floor trying her best to get up "The pirates!" she called out to Eph hearing several combat noises from outside. She clings to the bar and some how manages to stand up. "
[17:57] Cheyenne Frostwych: "Eph I'm coming!"
[17:57] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): lmao))
[17:58] StoryMaker rolls R5 (IoV:#9846#): 19 - woman dodging kor's attack?
[17:58] Gales Hawkblood nodded to Eph with a smile as he realized that even though he missed he had managed to chase that thing right into her sword. This thing was really starting to piss him off though. He was unarmed, but still may be able to help. He dove for the other tentacle hoping he could at least hold it steady to be cleanly severed off.
[17:59] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#f4d3#): 15 - To grab Tentacle
[17:59] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#2443#): 19 - tentacle no want hug pls?
[17:59] Guenevere Amaranth: (( LOL ))
[17:59] Allen Firethorn: 22 can't blame a guy for trying
[17:59] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): lol))
[18:01] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#3a69#): 8 - tentacle dodging ephralia? (missed it sorry!)
[18:01] ((Allen Firethorn: tentacle on a stick!))
[18:02] Ephralia Valor rolls R10 (IoV:#6e71#): 16 - Resolve to resist ichor
[18:03] matty Reluin Knew what was going on too an extent as his slowly un hooked his claymore and gets in battle position with both hands and side steps slowly to try to find a running strike, it made it more easy to attack. Though if he screws this up he might look like the biggest tool in the shed
[18:07] Please Set Name! rolls R7 (IoV:#70af#): 8 - Kor Horizontal blow
[18:16] StoryMaker (Cedar Ashland) And another blow that missed - this black, unnatural creature had no skills with fighting, clearly. Made all the more apparent even when the maid skewered it with her blade. This time the sound it made was nothing short of a hiss. The wet kind that threatened spittle that would splatter if one were to get too close. And being caught in such a fashion it swung fiercely with what would appear to be an arm. Lunging towards Ephralia, close enough now that she might realise the only part of the creature that wasn't black, was the strange white coloring of its eyes.
The woman it seemed was having better luck. She'd at least landed a blow on the others. And too, this time when the man swung his sword at her, she moved quick enough to dodge it! Grinning, grotesque to look at in her triumph, she continued scampering back, continued the pull of her dark magic. That another man had come to join the fray -- and then sought to attack her attacker, pulled from the woman a laugh of glee. Bright and large then built
[18:16] her magic, shifting from hands to her own body. It encased her with its power ... and then the woman began to rise, flying - flying up into the sky. It seemed she was intent to leave. (2/2 Flight spell)
[18:16] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#f4f9#): 6 - tentacle @ ephralia - 1 damage
[18:16] Ephralia Valor rolls R5 (IoV:#5223#): 17 - dodge tentacuddle
[18:20] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx) dodges the swinging blow of the warrior with a rather elegant sidestep, not breaking his flow of movement nor rhythm of battle "Wrong target." he says in a calm fashion to the warrior who had attacked him from the side, never taking his eyes off of the woman, still launching a series of feints before the magic of the woman activated.

[[Abyss-Swearing-Murmured]], his voice a low growl and the gaze that pierces the now flying woman was of a myriad of colors, showing an impossible spectrum as Kor battles with himself, trying to decide whether or not to turn and use his ~Wings~.

He decided against it and just snorted in derision, shaking his head while sheathing his blades, turning around on his heel and shaking off the sting of the Hex without much issue. His eyes returned to their 'normal' green color and it was pretty much impossible for anyone but the flying woman to have seen the spectacle of his changing eyes. He then moved away a bit, to escape the field of the Hex and observe the battle of the
[18:20] Aden 'Bastard' Smith (xxfinnxx): others against the tentacle
[18:21] Eph still moves with that eerie prescience, even as she feels the ongoing horrid oppression of the 'Vicious lingering Hex Blast' that seems to sap her very lifeblood as time goes on. Eph ducks under the next slash of the black arm of the monster, spins, and slashes approximately where the throat would be on the monster if the shadowy horror was a distorted humanoid. "Eeeaaaggh!" Eph cries, the lust of battle running high, "Lietenant! You're missing all the fun!"
[18:21] Ephralia Valor rolls R9 (IoV:#1301#): 10 - slash monster
[18:22] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#ca82#): 17 - tentacle says y u no like me ephralia?
[18:22] Cheyenne Frostwych hastily tries to get her daggers out of their holster but has no luck as she stumbles towards Eph "I'll savor you!" she calls out managing to stumble up behind Eph in range of the monster and defenseless.
[18:23] Gales Hawkblood has had about enough of this beast and runs with his fist ready and unleashes a punch to the beasts eye
[18:23] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#cf65#): 15 - Blacken that things eye
[18:25] StoryMaker rolls R4 (IoV:#194b#): 20 - amg, not the tentacular eye!
[18:26] Guenevere Amaranth: (( has to leave this fight where she is not very useful to go to RL...am I stuck in the tavern until morning? ))
[18:26] Lιттle Ƭree (cedar.ashland): no you can flee lol))
[18:26] Gales Hawkblood Looks to his wife and says "my love, there is only one thing left to do... RUN!"
[18:27] ((Allen Firethorn: it has been fun, but RL calls. GL everyone and have fun!))
[18:27] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) launches up in the air and flies home!!!
[18:27] matty Reluin as the golden warrior just dodges his attack with ease, not only making him look like a tool, but also an idiot even if it is the same thing, he takes his glance off and stares at the real threat and says calmly "Yeah. Sorry, you can sign a formal compliant to the wardens if you want after this?" saying that without a care and charges the real looking threat and trys to strike at one of its tenticles hoping it wont touch him

[14:11] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) walks behind her humble little home, and shows her husband a much larger building, partially obscured by a rock. She had tried to make do with their tiny little spot, but she had no room for a desk or books or even a proper hearth. She also needed a place where they might be safer, with everything that had been going on lately. Disease and famine were everywhere, and though it was quite a bit of work, moving the more elaborate furnishings her parents left behind to the large cottage behind their dwelling, she had done it....with a bit of help. They needed a proper estate, a proper home, even if her husband thought they were fine with the simple necessities. It was not about luxury anymore, it was about protection. She moved about the home, placing sprigs of bittersweet to cleanse the area while murmuring to herself.. "My love!! What do you think? "

[14:18] Gales Hawkblood looked around the much larger house. It was quite a bit different from the one room shack he had lived in before he and Aurelia had married. She said she needed more space and he would do everything he could to help her turn this into a work area. He still had some skins at his old shack assuming someone hadn't moved in to it yet. He had left the things he didn't think he would need for the next inhabitant, but could go back for them if he needed to. "I think this will do, my love. If you think it is enough space for your needs"

[14:27] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)smiles and looks peaceful, because they will be able to have a proper home, and this one more guarded than their small parlour. "I think it is plenty of space, and we will be able to cook at home when more than rations are available! It shall be a safe and proper space". She begins lighting the fireplaces around the home, as it has been empty some time, there is a chill in the air, and she knows fire protects against disease and decay. She has of late become suspicious of everything, even the rations from the Warden, knowing the evil must come from somewhere.

[14:29] Gales Hawkblood is concentrating. He's working near a frame that may have once held a door.

[14:30] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) pauses as she immediately sees Gales building something that looks like a divider between rooms, but she is not certain.

[14:34]  Gales Hawkblood nodded happily. The safety of his wife was a primary concern for him at all times. He asked his wife for some of that sheer elven fabric that her parents had left her and quickly hung it in the opening between the rooms thinking it may provide a bit of privacy for them.

[14:37] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) was not quite so talented in the kitchen, or even building the kitchen, as she set about putting out the hearth where she would be able to prepare meals and have Elven wine, in better times. Somehow, in reply to her constant and quiet sing-song murmuring, the hearth floats 3 feet in the air, and she bursts out laughing merrily, her wings fluttering in an amused fashion. Even her cantrips were a bit untrained and unfocused, and she often put objects not quite where she meant them to be.

[14:39] Gales Hawkblood laughed and gave a bit of a shrug as he placed his hands against the hearth and just pushed it where it was to go. He gave Aurelia a smile and a nod to let her know that she could go ahead and ease it down into place. He is happy to note there is wood for the hearth, as well as spices and oils.Those things do no good without food though.

[14:40] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) digs through a box, finding a fine sheer fabric that was a remnant of a gown she'd had made as a child, and feels a little bit of sad nostalgia, yet contentment, as she gives Gales the fabric for the curtain, which is lovely. She is delighted to see there is a bit more of it, and drapes it over the wooden frame of the bed in the corner, as if the sleeping space is in itself a room, beaming at the effect. She still laughs aloud as she places the hearth and the precious bottles of Elven wine, thinking of better times, and times yet to come.

[14:45] Gales Hawkblood picks up the desk and thinking it may be better located in the other room places it there where the light can shine through the window onto Aurelia's work. He wondered quietly to himself if she would leave a place for him to hang his bow and smiled at the thought.

[14:48] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)  looks happy as she unloads her books, childhood friends gone such a long time and newly acquired treasures. Her husband would not understand, but such things brought her peace. However, she knew he would smile as she placed a rack of old weapons, in need of repair and far from extravagant, but once of great value. She knew he would make them so again, and when times were better, they would be taken to the smith and then coated properly for battle

[14:50] Gales Hawkblood smiled as he saw the weapon rack. He would need her knowledge of alchemy to fix some of the more worn ones, but most just needed some cleaning. and they would be as good as new

[15:05] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) helps to place her most precious possession, a heavy cabinet with a variety of drawers and objects; some held magical properties, others simple things obtained from any apothecary, other drawers that were actually secret hiding places for her valuables. She had more than she would let on, not entrusting even her husband with knowledge of such things. It was in Aurelia's nature to be secure and helpful rather than frivolous, and her peasant husband who required so little to be happy was teaching her more of that. She smiles happily as all her beloved objects are in place, giving her a space to work and study and even a proper bed for the couple. It was austere but elegant, and there was space left for some of her husband's things. She hums to herself, happy and satisfied.

[15:08] Gales Hawkblood smiles seeing his wife so happy and wraps his arms around her lovingly. A proper table would be needed, but that was easily arranged and Aurelia would have plenty of room to work. Maybe he could put some skins down on the floor to protect from the chilled mornings.

[15:10] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) climbs into the elegantly styled bed, her tiny body exhausted from the physical and emotional effort of the day and two weeks of sleeping on a bear skin rug on the floor, a normal behaviour for humans that caused her a constant chill and discomfort. However, she had done it. She had completed the task she came to Valesk to accomplish, and remembered to later go to the shrine to honour her parents and their sacrifices. For now, though she would need a nap.

[15:34] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) is strolling about Lower Aberwyth, finding it an abysmally dark and depressing place, when she spies Lady Mont-d'Or, and gives a polite nod of the head in greeting. "Good eve to you! I see you've a new guard these days." Her mind flickers back to poor Gerard, dying unnoticed of shade rot, collapsing in the fountain. She thinks he deserves some sort of wreath or memorial there, at least.

[15:38] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) paraded through the streets of Lower Aberwyth like she owned the place, mostly because she certainly did own the place. While the claim to Upper Aberwyth was mostly by default as the last member of the council, her claim to Lower Aberwyth was legitimate. And she didn't seem scared in the slightest, despite being so richly dressed. Either bold, or stupid. The approach of Aurelia would catch the womans attention, causing a broad, charming smile to form on the womans face. "Ah, Daaaahling!" she'd coo, having unfortunately forgotten both the womans name and her husbands already. Not because she didn't care. She just couldn't remember names EVER. "How sah-prizing to see you in Lowah Abahwyth!"

[15:43] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) chuckled to herself, seeing the blank look on the woman's face, making it obvious she didn't remember her. She somehow seemed at home here in Lower Aberwyth, despite the contrast between her adornment and the seediness of the harbour.. Aurelia, however, felt a bit uncomfortable. There was no doubt an evil presence here that the rest of Aberwyth lacked. "Indeed, my lady!" she chuckles. "I was looking to see if perhaps we'd been found by the merchant ships yet, now that the dreadful darkness has passed." She offers a smile. "Tis Aurelia, by the by. We met briefly the other day, near the Tavern. "

[15:49] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) laughed playfully and gave the gilded lady a dismissive wave. "Oh, I remembah, de-ah, I remembah! I could nevah fohget one such as you-ahsailf. In fact, I had been looking for you. I have a gift to give you. A welcome to the island present. " she'd state, before looking over at the docks. "A few have actualleh come in, but we've not any goods so the moment they unloaded, they left without loading anything up again. Mostleh mundane things, though. Some fruits and spices. A bit of low grade Lynean I-yuhn. All that nonsense. "

[15:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)tilts her head curiously, wondering what sort of gift the woman might want to give her, and hoping it was something that wasn't a "Go Away!" gift in disguise. Sometimes, she though Lady Elizabeth might be a friend. Others, she thought she might try to have the gold elf melted down for whatever value she could get. "Indeed?! That is so very sweet and thoughtful of you!" She followed the woman's eyes to the docks. "It will be better for all when the merchants can begin selling and all can go back to work again, that's for certain. I should like a tavern with something more hospitable that grog." She laughed merrily.

[16:03] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) nodded her head. "Yais, I refuse to drink that swill. Thankfulleh I had quite a bit of Wine sto-ahed up befo-ah the shohtages. Once things get back to nohmal, howevah, I intend to throw a pahteh. To celebrate Valeskas blessing, and all that." she'd say cheerfully. At that, the woman would begin to rummage around inside her coat, looking for something...Her eyes lit up beneath her veil as she found it, and she'd pull it out...A beautiful, fist sized gem. It appeared to be a ruby, or something of the same color, but it had veins of some sort of shiny black substance coursing through it. Moreover, it seemed to be perfectly cut...In the shape of a heart. "You are the fahst woman of aneh substance, besides mysailf, that I've seen on this island. It simpleh wouldn't be propah of me not to welcome you with a gift..."

[16:06] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth)Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tilts her head, her eyes lighting merrily, as this was someone who obviously thought as she did. Her little stash of Elven wine helped the Blight seem less dreary! "Indeed, a party?! That is something I've not seen since arriving in Valesk, and oh, how dreadfully we are all in need of merriment." Aurelia paused for a moment, as the woman withdrew something from her coat, and presented it humbly for what it was worth. Aurelia knew gems, and this was no diamond nor ruby, nor something she'd ever seen before. It was indeed most beautiful, and she suspected unique and valuable. She hid it in her skirts, having more sense than to flash it around the docks. Perhaps this eccentric but well-mannered woman was indeed a friend; it as so thoughtful for the Lady Mont-d'Or to remember her with a gift. She bowed deeply in appreciation. "Tis indeed most beautiful, and you have my humble thanks!! This island should be far more dreary had I not happened to make your acquaintance, as you are right...tis far different amongst hunters and forests!" Aurelia again nodded her appreciation.

[16:20] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident)Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) smiled brightly again at the winged beauty. Despite the rather dark fashion choices she seemed a very sunny person. "Oh, thanks adden't necesseddeh, dahling. Not at all. And you are quite right. You, in pahticulah are quite a brilliant little glimmah of civilization on this provincial rock. "Not to mention her hair and skin was Dennys fave color combo...Red and gold! "In fact, we /realleh/ mahst have tea, once the next shipment comes in. I've the most daaaahling china."

[16:26] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tilts her head in amusement at Lady Mont-d'Or, who seemed to be an oasis of the many things she'd missed since arriving to the Isle, despite a vaguely dark vibe she gave Aurelia. It was not disconcerting, just unusual. "Indeed, my lady, you are far too kind!! I must admit, tis been ages since anyone has offered a proper tea. I was beginning to think such things were not in fashion here."

[16:31] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) grinned again, her expression showing a touch of contempt for the 'common folk' on the island as she spoke.. "It is cahtainleh in fashion, it jahst unfohtunateleh isn't /done/. As it stands, I decide the fashions, for the most paht, on the island. Myself and the local tailo-ah. And jahst because the commonahs don't do it, doesn't mean it isn't fashionable. We shall have to have one. A veddeh fohmal one. Promptleh"

[16:37] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) nods her head in agreement, thinking that not many were following the fashions of this lady these days. All the humans she'd met in Valesk looked dreadfully depressing in their garb, though her husband had explained it was for practicality. "Indeed, we shall have to do that, fine china and all, in order to celebrate the gifts Valeska has bestowed." She flutters her wings a bit in enthusiasm, then stops, as she spies a stranger crossing their path, or about to.

[16:45] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) shirked the fur coat off of one of her shoulders, exposing the pale skin of the noblewomans bare arms. She certainly wasn't orthodox, fashion wise. Not for the time period, at least. "Yais, we should be quite thankful for what Valeska has done. Without her intervention on Sat-ahday night, the druid would have been...Significantleh hahdah to defeat, dahling. Probableh still not too hahd though. My men were absoluteleh te-ahing him apaht." she laughed, before spotting the stranger too. She didn't pay as much attention, though, she was too focused on tea. As was her guard, Reginald Nigel Britishington III Esq, who announced that "Tea is a capital idea, old bean!"

[16:49] Mirela (lyra.macbeth) stepped quietly through the town, her lips just slightly pursed as she took in her surroundings, memorizing the different buildings, alleyways, and streets. She had passed through a few different residential areas, but this seemed less residential and more for...pleasure? Perhaps? Humming to herself, she meandered further down the street, noting two female figures in the distance. She clasped her hands behind her back and walked towards them, a soft smile on her lips as she bowed her head in greeting. "Good day to you, ladies. Might you tell me where I am? I've been wandering all over the isle it seems, and not much of it makes sense, though it might once I start to learn the names of the different areas."

[16:49] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looked at the sky, noting the time, and realised it was time to meet her husband, who'd been out in the forests all day. Bowing politely, she replies, "And if you will excuse me, Lady Mont-d'Or, tis time for me to head home, or I shall have an anxious husband fretting a bit.." She laughs, noticing that like herself, the lady in front of her was not a fan of sleeves and high necklines, as so many were here. "Indeed, the prayers of so many were answered, and tis now time to celebrate better times. I am sorry for the loss of so many, but we must move forward....and tea is quite the capital idea!" She winks at Reginald before flying off, nodding her head and wishing a pleasant "Good eve to you" to the stranger., allowing the lady to guide the newcomer around Lower Aberwyth.

Aurelia heads off to seek out Merialeth in the magic shop, only to find she is quite busy helping other customers. She gracefully exits the shop so as not to intrude on the dealings of others, and spends tine wandering around Valesk as her husband is out in search of anything to boost their rations. A bit later, she returns to see Meri in hopes of obtaining a scroll.


[15:36] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) flutters back into the magic store, and again bows to Meri, who is alone behind the counter this time. "Good eve to you!"

[15:37] Merialeth Windstar chuckles warmly seeing Aurelia arrive "You'd disappeared so fast I hadn't had the chance to catch you. Welcome back. I hope you're well this afternoon?"

[15:40] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) laughs a bit. "Yes, I could see you were somewhat busy and didn't wish to intrude!! I am glad I could catch you, though. I am doing quite well, thank you, and yourself? "

[15:43] Merialeth Windstar shook her head, the slight curve of her lips as she murmured "Oh, it's quite alright, I hadn't minded at all. If it had been private I would have taken them in back, but you were welcome to have stayed. I'm doing well though, thank you, keeping busy as usual." Her smile softening and glancing about "We're still a bit of a mess, but things should get finished soon then I can do a little training if you were still interested?"

[15:48] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) remembers this, that it is just one of many things that are done differently in Valesk and she must adapt to in order to call this new world home. “ I am quite glad, indeed, to hear you are well, and the shop is coming along!! Quite a lovely spot." She tilts her head towards Meri, her eyes curious and friendly. "And of course I should still be interested when you are less overwhelmed with your duties setting up here. In the meantime, however, I came to inquire if you might have a scroll for me...a spell I may learn on my own through study."

[15:51] Merialeth Windstar nodded "Wonderful, what was it you were looking for?" Damien, popping his head up at the word 'scroll', stepped over from the stack of books her was sorting and glanced to Aurelia as well, just waiting for the name so that he could race up and get the proper scroll. Meri'd grin a little at him and shift her gaze back to wait for the reply as she tucked her wings more snugly about her and dipped her head.

[15:55] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks at Damien curiously, and nods her head in greeting, for all her glancing around, she had not even noticed him!! Laughing to herself about this, she replied. "The name is the "Wasn't Me" scroll, a new spell to me I should like to begin studying". Her wings fluttered a bit, as they did when she was merry or amused by something, and the silliness of not seeing Damien put her at ease.

[16:00] Merialeth Windstar grinned as she nodded to Damien, "Second shelf from top..." A moment's pause as she hummed softly then "... should be fourth from the left, thank you Damien." the blond darting through the doors and upstairs, the soft footfalls above as he stepped across the floor. Meri'd shift her gaze back to Aurelia and offer a dip of her head "He'll be right down with that, shouldn't be more than a moment or so..." waiting til he appeared again through the doorway as he handed the scroll over to Meri. Again with that soft hum on her breath as it glowed faintly and she'd pass it over to Aurelia. "That'll be 50 coppers, for that one..."

[16:06] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) watched Damien dart off, noting how happy he seemed to be to help Meri run her shop, and found that lovely indeed. Nodding to Meri, she opened her small purse and offered the coins to the woman. Even money took some getting used to here, remembering copper was smaller than silver and gold was rare. "Thank you, indeed", she replied, her eyes comfortable in the new surroundings as she passed the winged elf her coin. "It seems business has been good to you lately! All the other shops are quite empty. these days".

[16:09] Merialeth Windstar tips her head, the coins received with a murmur of thanks "Well admittedly Magic isn't obviously like food or other general items... more of a niche, but once this Blight is over..." her voice softening and the quieter murmur of "...soon, I hope..." before her voice returned to it's usual volume "... then things will get back to normal. This should be a thriving Isle, and will be again." Meri was sure of it. "But yes, I'm lucky in that respect. The others will bounce back once things are cleared, hopefully the Isle's path will correct as well."

[16:14] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) nods with a small and comforting smile, as she knew all on Valesk were worried over the blight and the fate of the island. However, she had seen hardships and evil before, and they were always passing. The people here were a resilient sort. "I do hope so. I myself had a rough arrival at sea, as Valesk was not so easy to locate as the captain thought it to be and the waters were difficult. But the way people work together in difficult times is admirable. I have faith the dark times shall end soon."

[16:18] Merialeth Windstar nodded in full understanding, the latest arrivals seeming more by chance than design. "Well I'm glad you made it safely. Things are coming together, it shouldn't be long now." Meri had faith indeed. Putting the topic aside she'd murmur "Was there anything else you wanted to inquire about by chance?"

[16:23] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tilted her head, wondering if there was indeed something about which she should be curious, but nothing popped into her mind. "Thank you so kindly. Valesk has managed to be a most lovely home, despite the hardship." She regarded Meri, a smile in her eyes. "I do not believe there is anything else for the day, tis just the scroll I was in need. I shall certainly come back to inquire about employment and lessons when the shop is all set up again."

[16:25] Merialeth Windstar nodded once more, her lips curving gently as she replied "I look forward to it and hope the rest of your afternoon goes pleasantly... Take care and see you soon!"

[16:28] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) takes the scroll in her tiny hand, her affect more gentle and trusting than the previous meeting, and bows politely to Meri. "Thank you, indeed, and a lovely afternoon to you!!" She nods her head to Damien before she exits, fluttering when she reaches the outside of the building.

Aurelia wakes up from her nap to find her husband has gone out, and she is left with some time to enjoy the fire and candles warming her new home. She sits in the middle of her new study, cautiously unrolling the scroll Meri had given her. The spell she wished to learn was one of the mind, a talent at which Aurelia excelled, as long as she could bring herself to a state of proper focus...she was so keenly observant and distracted easily by anything piquing her curiosity. She'd have to overcome that to become a mage of any proper powers, but she had faith in herself.

[18:15] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) carefully unrolls the scroll from Meri's shop, reading the words cautiously. This spell was one requiring concentration, as it harnessed magical energy to shift the target of a spell of action, as if the action itself had become confused about what it needed to do. It seemed a fairly powerful spell to her, and having no experience with it, decided to begin work with minor cantrips and inanimate objects that could do little harm. She goes to a large drawer in the bottom of her cabinet, pulling out small candles of varying colours. She then lights them, and arranges them in a circle with enough space for her to sit in the middle.

[18:19] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) sits in the middle of the circle, studying each of the flickering flames near her as if entranced, half waiting for a secret message to appear in the candlelight. She chooses to focus her gaze on a single red candle, with a blue one sitting beside it. She has to will herself to only see the red candle, but once she does, she murmurs a small incantation in her ethereal, sing-song voice. "Candle red, go where led, take flight, and float overhead." She concentrates on the red candle, secretly including a wish of "But please not too far!" as the candle hears her words and begins to ascend, Aurelia's fierce amethyst eyes controlling where it lands. She knows from experience that if she does not concentrate, she might find that candle on the road to the tavern the next day. She is pleased at herself when the candle stays exactly where she wishes it to go, and then she lowers it to the floor with her gaze.

[18:23] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) feels rather accomplished, and more assuredly tries the same experiment with the blue candle. It takes her a moment to push out all the intruding thoughts, and to see only the flame of the blue candle. When she is lost in it, she resumes her sing-song chanting, her voice hushed but clear. "Candle blue, spirits true, arise and linger where you flew". She forces her mind to become one with the candle, and after a moment, the blue light source moves up it the air, following the path of Aurelia's vision. Her focused eyes leave the candle in the air.

[18:27] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) concludes this spell isn't so difficult, after all. All she needs to do is focus her mind on the blue candle while speaking words her to the red candle, and the wrong candle would respond!! It was so logical, and all that was needed was....oh!!

[18:29] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) jumps at the sound of a clatter, the blue candle having fallen to the ground and come perilously close to igniting the scroll with the flame. That would be some first impression to make upon the owner of the magic store, who likely already judged her to be flighty and incompetent, as she made mistakes every time she was in the presence of that place. She'd forgotten to concentrate on the candle, and she quickly snuffed it out before it could do any damage. However, she thought she understood the premise and power of the spell, and that was the important part. She would try again with the candles tomorrow, and this time, remember to keep paying attention so she didn't burn the house down!

Aurelia notices it is an unusually quiet day in Valesk, and she supposes everyone is healing and resting after the long ordeal that ended the Blight. She hopes that one day, she is able to be more of a help in such matters, but she is neither designed nor trained for combat, and her natural struggles with focus and concentration are things she must work on. "She will be more serious and learn focus as she grows up", they always said. Yet, she was a full grown woman with a husband, and if she were human, she supposed she'd be nearly 21 or 22 by now. Too old, indeed, for childishness. Anyhow, her lack of focus was why the spell failed last time. Aurelia was actually very quick to learn things, always had been. The scroll made perfect sense to her, it just required her attention.

[13:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) is bound and determined to make the experiment with the candles work today, and as the scroll instructed her, to get a different object than the one she addressed to respond to the spell. She once again retrieved the candles from the cabinet, and focusing on the quiet and warmth of the fire on the chilly autumn day, she placed them carefully in a circle around her. It did not seem distracting to notice the fire and the autumn, since that's what she'd be working with today--fire. Carefully, she lights each candle, around her, enjoying the smell of warmth and wax. She loved this time of year....Noo!! Her brain was simply too full of thoughts, and she practised a meditation she had learned before even attempting the spell. She relaxed, her mind emptying of all the excess memories and observations, and when she opened her eyes, she was clear and focused.

[14:05] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) had all the candles surrounding her aglow, save for the red and blue candles that were the centre of her focus. She could light a candle with a minor cantrip, expending little effort, and had done so many times. The trick would be getting the candles to respond to her. She pulled her attention to the red candle, focusing on it, picturing it aglow. In her high-pitched but assertive voice, she began to intone, "Candle red, obey what's said, illuminate those who shall be led." Focusing on the where the flame would be, the red candle began to glow, her gaze causing the flame to expand.

[14:09] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) thought that was easy. Too easy....wait! @#$!*! She didn't want the red candle to light, she wanted the blue candle to light without it being addressed. UGGGGGGGGGH. She blows out the red candle and tries again, just a little bit frustrated.

[14:11] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tries to focus again, letting go of her mistake. It was a simple one that anyone could make. Staring at the red candle, she conjures up a blue candle in her mind's eye, so that she might almost mistake the candle she is gazing at, the red one, for being quite blue. Holding tight to this image, she repeats her sing-song chant, ""Candle red, obey what's said, illuminate those who shall be led.". In her mind, however, the candle is blue. To her surprise and amazement, a flame alights, growing stronger at her gaze.

[14:17] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) leaps to her feet, excited. Had she done it!?! In her mind's eye, she could see a blue candle blazing. Yet, in front of her, the blue candle was cold and untouched while the red had the flame she created. She sat down in the middle of the floor, despairing. What had she done wrong? She picks up the scroll again and begins to study it, because the next time, this WOULD work. It had to. Surely she could not be that dense?

Aurelia starts her day with a sense of purpose, certain that today will be the day she will learn the secret with the candles, and she will be able to return to Merialeth with her head held high. Lately, that sense of purpose had been lacking in Aurelia's life. She had not been able to help with those able to defeat the blight, and felt herself too weak in both body and spirit to be of use to anyone. She never had any practise in running a shop or other day-to-day jobs people had to stay occupied. She knew a bit about politics, of course, but that seemed to be frowned upon here. She was used to having a place of usefulness, not being told to stay in one or treated with utter disinterest. The worst thing was, she'd her whole life been guided by images and visions that only she could see, particularly with the use of her scrying orb. Since she'd come to Valesk, these powers had abandoned her. Others had been seeing visions, spirits, having prophetic dreams..she'd heard the rumours. Yet, she was left in blackness. Had the difficult crossing to Valesk taken her powers from her? Was her purpose to merely be the wife of a peasant hunter, the loss of her abilities, her family, and her royal station all leading to this road where all was to be sacrificed for love? Or perhaps it was a greater message, one telling her that love and a sensitive nature were no weakness. She could be a healer; those whose gift is one of self-sacrifice. Aurelia was still a bit unfocused and selfish, she knew it, but possessing of a big heart. She wished she could see...something, anything, to help guide her. The blight was over, yet she still felt adrift.

[10:32] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) wakes up to a quiet house, refreshed and optimistic. Her husband is an early riser, and since game had returned to the forests, had taken off on hunting trips. She suspected this was more for sport, his own form of mediation, than out of any great need. This gave her time for her own pursuits, most specifically, unlocking the secrets held in the scroll she'd retrieved from Meri's shop. She'd read the message over and over again, and upon thinking over the problem, realised where she made a mistake that last time. She was quite eager to try again.

[10:37] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) retrieves her candles from the cabinet, and once again begins to set them up in a circle around her. The air has begun to have a bit of a chill to it, at least for someone as tiny as herself, and the welcome heat from the candles and the fireplace cheers her. She leaves only the red and blue candles unlit, as always, and sits delicately in the middle, the scroll beside her. She knows where she made her mistake last time; it was not enough to envision the target of the spell, she needed to look at it. It was her bright purple gaze that objects responded to, as if they heard her, and that was a power she needed to focus.

[10:41] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) begins to put herself in her quiet space, where her mind is empty, and she is somewhere else even if her body is present. Over the years, she's learned that nothing works unless she is able to enter that state, almost a trance. She focuses on the blue candle intently, murmuring softly the incantation she'd been working with for some time right now, as the image of the red candle runs through her mind, then leaves. She speaks quietly, reassuringly, "Candle red, obey what's said, illuminate those who shall be led." She sees the red candle reply, a small flame suddenly emerging, and has a twinge of disappointment.

[10:45] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) uses all her power to concentrate on the blue candle, and is physically shaken for a moment, as the flame on the red candle seemingly jumps through the air to land on the wick of the blue. The blue candle blazes in triumph, and Aurelia stays in her trance a bit longer, before allowing herself to relax. Her energies are always a little zapped by the trance, but she is smiling ear to ear. It feels like the first accomplishment she's made in some time, and perhaps she is not so useless after all.

[19:09] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) bows politely to the stranger near her home, and says, "Good day to you, my friend! Welcome to Valesk" His presence unnerves her, as it is not the first time she's seen him today.
[19:09]  Gales Hawkblood nods a friendly greeting to the stranger and says "Good day sir. welcome to our humble land"
[19:12] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) looks at the woman speaking. His eyes widen slightly at the wings visible on her back. His gaze then looks to man next to her. He smiles at both, lines appearing in the corners of his eyes. "Greetings and 'Hanuk' to you madame. I am honored to receive such a welcome. "
[19:15] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tilts her head to the man curiously, her purple eyes fixed on him. "Tis most lovely to meet you! I did notice you up by the Astrena Tor earlier, and felt rather impolite for not saying hello...yet here you are! Are you a stranger to this land, if you might pardon the directness?"
[19:17] Gales Hawkblood moved around to Aurelia's right and happily takes her hand and smiles at her. "I am Gales and this lovely creature is my wife Aurelia"
[19:22] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) tilts his head left and then right. His almost brutal features offset by large and (to his secret chagrin) soft looking hazel eyes. "Sire and Madame. " He diplomatically responds to both of you with a curious accent to his speech, but still in a genteel tone at odds with his rustic appearance. "I am pleased to meet you both, especially on a joyous time when a bonded pair share close proximity. I do not at all mind questions regarding my presence. I rather like it when folks are direct and to the point. In answer to your first question, I am *He gestures vaguely to the north* from a land that way. A trifle more cold than here."
[19:29] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) lowers her head slightly, showing respect for this stranger, but makes eye contact for a bit, moving into that space where visions flood her mind: hands bonded in friendship, scales of justice, a rope tied in a knot. (Charming Mein, 1/2) Realising she is lost in a vision, she flutters her lashes a bit, welcoming this curious stranger. "Tis a fortunate time for you to arrive, good sir! We've had our share of cold and difficulty thus far, but the darkness has passed, and we are quite blessed for the autumn." She squeezes her husband's hand lovingly.
[19:32]  Gales Hawkblood squeezes his wife's hand in return he looks over to see her in a near trance and stands ready to catch her if needed. he could feel her energy change. Yes is fortunate for you. The last several weeks have been rough. Food had been scarce for a bit, but we managed to get through it.
[19:37] Guenevere Amaranth: ((Calls out, "Hello, and welcome", to the lovely woman in white, Echo. Come join us!))
[19:37] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) 's curiosity and compassion is piqued upon hearing of times of darkness and lack of food. " i am sorry to hear of your villages' distress. I am a hunter, I suppose that is the word in your tongue. I have a knack for acquiring victuals. Wings, fins, four legged or two. I can get something to eat for you. What was the cause of your troubles? Was it simply a winters early tempest OR possibly something that relished pain wrought upon others?"
[19:43] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) flutters her wings a bit without noticing, as she listens to the man speak of his skills. Her husband would like this man, indeed! Before responding, she again looked at him rather intensely, murmuring to herself, "Truth and sincerity, bonds for life, guard against pain and strife", along with the flutter of her wings. The man would hopefully know she was sincere and honest and not able to deceive him, something rare these days. (Charming Mein, 2/2) "Tis a wonderful skill to have. Even with coin, so many here struggled. The source was something foreign to our Isle, and through the blessed grace of Valeska, we are safe and flourishing. My husband is also a hunter! I think you might have much in common!"
[19:44] Guenevere Amaranth: ((Waves to Isbjorg and Jamison, and invites them over!))
[19:46] )Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) bows her head and tilts it curiously in greeting to the newcomers, and smiles. "Good day to you....I don't believe we've met yet!"
[19:46]  Gales Hawkblood "it was indeed something foreign to the land and very very dark. Left the forests bare. Hunts were unsuccessful because there was no game to be had"
[19:47] sbjorg 's arms stretched up, curling over her head in a flourished arch. A happy little sound, mixed between a mewl, squeak and a groan escaped the elven like female as she dragged her arse out of bed, and out into the lands. One foot after the other followed with a little click, pausing with one heel set, toe in the air mid stride, to turn a lazy glance towards a small gathering. "Vedui.." Came the elvish greeting, mingled with a ather northern accent. The blond tilted her head, the motion followed with a twitch of point-tapered ears and a shift of the braid that hung over her shoulder.
[19:49] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote) yawned and stretched as he approached the small group, opening one eye when he was addressed, and his yawn spread into a faint grin as he replied, "Evening. I don't believe that we have, no. Jamison Blackwater, at your service." He chuckled as he lowered his hands, folding them behind his back as he nodded once at Isbjorg, having already been acquainted with her.
[19:54] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) paused a moment. Trying to follow the flow of the conversation. The winged woman spoke in a manner the put him in mind of the wise ones back home. His ponderous brows wrinkled almost comically as he tried to process her tone.Daval expressed delight on his features when he learned of Gales's vocation. He then heeded what her mate....or rather husband spake of. He was immediately
[20:01] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) tilts her head and bows in greeting to Isbjorg, who has obviously woken up from her reverie, and a pleasant one at that! "Vedui, my lady, and a pleasure to meet you". Turning to Jamison, she bows politely, and replies, "Indeed, though, we have met before! Only once, when I had just landed, and was in desperate need of fabric from the Stitchery." She laughs at the memory. "Tis lovely to see you again!" She then looked at Daval, who was obviously feeling somewhat overwhelmed and she certainly knew that feeling in a group of strangers. She could tell he was kind of heart, and hoped he'd call the Isle home".
[20:04] Gales Hawkblood "Perhaps we should take to the forest some time now that the game has returned? So what might it be that brings you to the island?"
[20:05] Isbjorg 's gaze was quiet as she stared. Pointed ears twitched again at the familiar word coming from a female with.. wings? Isbjorg cocked a brow as she eyed the white things sprouting from Aurelia's back.. After a moment, the half elf shook her head, tousling the various feathers amongst dirty blond strands of hair. Those up stretched arms dropped, slowly settling into a curve over her bust, a rather comfortable posture for the woman. Gloved hands curled around her own arms, brushing off the cool autumn winds that seemed to tickle at her every so often.
[20:07] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote) blinked, then grinned sheepishly as he scratched behind his ear and replied, "Ah... my apologies. I spent most of my day with a group that was new to the island, so faces have started to blend together a little bit. But now that you've brought it up, aye, I do remember you. My apologies," he chuckled. He then glanced over at Isbjorg and added, "It's good to see you again as well. How're you finding the island?"
[20:11] lDaval (davalkatro.alucinakis) looked at all who have spoken. He nods politely to the new comers. HE shifts his body subtly. Showing more of his profile than his front. He shifts uncomfortably as he ponders Gale's innocent question. "I came here on a large....well I call it a skiff, but it was a ship. Glorious big thing it was....I thought it was a bloody great big bird when I first beheld it. " *Looks a the sky, inexplicably for a moment as if he expects to see something there* I am here because I need to say a prayer to the goddess of this isle. That and a myriad of other reasons I shant bore ye with."
[20:21] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) catches Isbjorg's eye playfully, and flutters her wings slightly, just for fun. She remembers her first day meeting the Elves Of The Vale, and wondering where their wings were, so understood the confusion. Nodding her head at Jamison, she answered light-heartedly, "Tis quite alright, of course, so many have arrived recently, tis hard for everyone to keep up. I recall you, though, as you spoke of one of my favourite things...jewels!" She laughs, a musical sound. "We've finally found ourselves settled in here in Aberwyth, and tis becoming home quickly. And how have you fared as of late?" She pauses for a moment, studying Daval. It is clear to her that his responses are honest yet evasive. She wonders at the words he is not speaking, and the stories he is not telling, as she always wonders when people are guarded and private. "I am glad to hear you had safe passage, my friend...I arrived by ship, as well, and the passage was hardly peaceful, as the Isle had been off course a bit. The shrine of Valeska is a sight to behold!"
[20:24]  Gales Hawkblood remembers his trip to Valesk and how they had crash landed and Valeska had kill their captors so many years ago. If kill was even the word. They had just sort of vanished. Many many years before he had met Aurelia. Then he thought back to the family he would never see again and hoped that they were safe. He shuddered a little as some of the memories were quite painful.
[20:27] Isbjorg 's gaze was, well, in that dazed state again. The elf didn't seem very focused on the gathering. Of course, then Jamison spoke to her. She turned the suddenly.. less glazed over glance of hers towards the human, peering at him through a few strands of loose blond that hung over her face. "Small.. and.. brown.." She murmured. A frown settled on her lips at that answer. Yes it was small a brown, but was that the answer he was looking for? hard to tell.
[20:30] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote) blinked at Isbjorg, still not quite used to her spaciness, as he chuckled lightly and replied, "Ah... aye, that's certainly one description of it. It doesn't compare to the far north, I imagine, in terms of expansive wastes and color." He winked as he turned back to Aurelia and grinned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small garnet, which he held flat on his palm before casting a small spell to make it rise and rotate. "Oh, jewels such as this?" he teased, laughing as the gem fell into his palm once more. "It's been going okay, just been busy with orders. And I've been trying to secure the deed to the library, which could be rather fun if I can get my paws on it," he added.
[20:34] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) nods in agreement to Aurelia's words while eyeing the pained look on Gale's face. He seems about to ask something of Gales until something the "son of James" says distracts him. "My pardon, but...what is a library?"
[20:39] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) squeezes Gales' hand lovingly. She herself tries not to think of why she came to Valesk, or the many people she left behind, who no doubt thought her lost at sea. It was different, of course. She would have ten lifetimes compared to his, so she imagined he must feel everything in a way beyond her comprehension. It seemed to pain the heart more, being human, not that her kind did not suffer from the same emotions. Lightening the mood, she focused on the garnet in Jamison's palm, and using a small cantrip, moved the gem upwards and seemingly in her direction, before letting it fall back in the man's palm. "Yes, indeed, quite like that!" She laughed merrily, which she rarely did so openly.
[20:43] Gales Hawkblood laughs at Aurelia's playfulness. The sound of her laughter brightening his mood considerably. he shook of the sollam memories and smiled. "Are you having fun my love?" He laughed playfully.
[20:45] Isbjorg 's brow cocked as Jamison winked in her direction. It was subtle, but the half elf's features flickered with a curl of her lips, and a disgusted cock of her brow. She turned from the group, the click of boots following, and fading, as she stalked off.
[20:48] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote)'s eyes widened in surprise as the gem was lifted from his hand, and when it settled into his palm again, he grinned at the woman before pocketing it. "Good! Good. Glad to know that you get exactly what I'm talking about," he teased, his eyes dancing with mirth before he turned his attention to Daval. "A library? A library is a building which houses a number of books, specifically scrolls and codexes, if those terms are more familiar to you. The books contain information on practically any subject, and as such, libraries serve as places of study and learning. Though, admittedly, with an island as small as Valesk, the library likewise lacks quite a bit of information, but nevertheless should prove suitable for the most general of academic questions. If that makes things clearer?" he added, folding his hands behind his back.
[20:53] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) 's eye narrow somewhat as the "son of james" speaks. One ponderous brow rises and then settles back as the other rises and then settles back in it's place. He waits for the man to finish. "Books, those are the things that have leaves with marks in them. An woman with very long ears told me knowledge could be learned from them. I think mayhap due to the markings that trapped spirits within them. " He shrugs. "I think it is silly to do that with kindling. One of those 'books' could last a man an entire year. Longer if you treated those leaves in it with bear fat. Then you would a worthy fire indeed. If I were to get yon library, that temple of kindling, I would give out the books to those he needed to keep warm over the winter."
[20:57] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) winked at Jamison in amusement, before holding her husband's arm lovingly. "Yes, my love, it did seem we were all getting a bit too serious for a moment. Never hurts a bit to raise the spirits!" She looked at Daval with interest. "Have they not libraries where you come from, friend? They are such wonderful places, so peaceful, and as if you're hidden from the world in a fortress of knowledge. I do hope Jamison is planning to expand ours, should he have the deed. And, Daval, that woman was quite right. Tis where we can learn what we do not understand, which is much. I think there should be much wiser solutions to creating warmth during the winter. Once you lose knowledge, you are rather....trapped".
[21:00] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote) smiled lightly, replying to the man's assessment easily, "Aye, there is material value to be found in the books, I won't lie about that. But the true value is not what the books are comprised of, but rather what's imprinted upon them. Suppose, for instance, that I used the kindling that you mentioned to instead imprint upon it words that would teach a warrior everything that he needed to know to survive - not just using wood as kindling, but also where to hunt, fish, fight, and find shelter. Now, suppose that this piece of kindling with words imprinted upon it was passed among a hundred, a thousand warriors, saving you the time of going up to them individually and telling them this knowledge. And then, taking it a step further, after you've died, this piece of kindling was used for years upon years, no less effective than the day it was printed, to teach future generations of warriors the same lessons, while you could rest secure in the knowledge that the knowledge that they receive is just as useful."
[21:00] Gales Hawkblood raised an eyebrow at the thought of burning the books. He couldn't read them himself. Not well anyways, but Aurelia had been teaching him and he knew they contained vast stores of information. He laughed "there are far better used for the leaves than starting fires with. Plain kindling can be gathered in the forest without destroying anything of importance"
[21:05] Daval (davalkatro.alucinakis) shrugs. Our women folk have knowledge of worlds beyond and worlds within. We also have arememberer for common knowledge. Aside from that t is passed from parent to child. Needless to say, marks that tell you things, smack of magic to me. A paw print, a broken twig, a faint scent or a lonely howl are all the marks I need to know. THe stone folks make marks that stay in my homeland. I can ken the meaning of a few BUt they use stone or tablets of metal. However, I must bid you all a good evening. I am weary with walking and would fain to lie down. It is a pleasure to meet all of you. Daval of the Kurgen Katro says "Hanuk holy woman and man and safe paths to the fellow hunter."
[21:07] Gales Hawkblood: Good evening to you sir. We must be retiring as well
[21:08] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) nods with respect to the man, always interested in learning how different cultures operate. "Thank you, kind sir, for your acquaintance. And perhaps we shall see you again soon! Safe travels and a wonderful rest be to you"
[21:09] Jamison Blackwater (Wild Cote) shrugged lightly as he replied, "Each culture has their own customs. Just don't let me catch you burning the books we have here." He chuckled and inclined his head. "Fair winds."

[2015/10/27 19:02] Elka Petrova followed the mixed scents of humans into the village, stopping every so often to sniff and keep herself on track. The clamor of voices and laughter brought her closer and closer to the tavern until she was standing just in the door way. Her eyes flashed with bestial excitement as her lips curled over her teeth and she began to growl lowly at those inside while picking her prey.

[2015/10/27 19:11] Daval nods to give a reply and his eyes widen and he turns about, reaching for his sword as he does so. "Kie ey ulf est mala!" He shouts suddenly forgetting to speak in the local tongue. He draws his sword and readies his shield. ((Which I will not do, because the anims are borked, but that is what I am doing)). He steps in front of Aurelia, placing himself between her and the wolf.

[2015/10/27 19:13] Ilirra came to the square with the parting of ether, the wolf spectral and ethereal, growing closer to tangible by the moment. Though she was silent in her movements, the sudden disquiet of the world about them might be noticed. Any animals or critters would fall silent and a chill would move through the air. She chuffed, to let the alpha know she was present, then looked within her tavern to those gathered, a rumble of sound slowly building from her.

[2015/10/27 19:16] Miryam shrugged at his explanation, the gambit over, and picked up the fork to take a bite of the delectable dessert in front of her, totally oblivious to what is going on behind her. She had been on the ship a very long time and had completely forgotten about shapeshifters and the full moon. Instead, she slowly put the first forkful of tart into her mouth and closed her eyes while she relished its deliciousness. As for the yelling, it was a tavern, after all.

[2015/10/27 19:17] Cade Huet arrived with heavy footfalls, the brown bear was audibly heavy of breath the sound low and raspy after having just carried his large ass across a land bridge, several flights of stairs, and to the square. Once he'd arrive, and through the wheezing sound of its breath, the bear made a grunting noise.

[2015/10/27 19:19] Elka Petrova took a few more tentative steps into the building, her low growling becoming louder. Her eyes focused on the giant hulking man in front of her because these women hardly had enough meat on them to make a snack let alone a meal. Her eyes locked onto him, her muscles tensing ready to pounce and pounce she did in an attempt to get her mouth around any part of his body.

[2015/10/27 19:19] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#24a7#): 21 - Bite Daval- 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 19:20] Echo ~Dinner.~ It would be about redemption, Echo thought, having changed into a dinner gown and very neatly set her things away in her room. Her oath was tomorrow and dinner was important. Making an impression was important. These thoughts seemed to consume the white-haired girl until the sounds of beasts switched them off. Her blue eyes narrowed...

[2015/10/27 19:22] Gerald Baker blinks as the yelling by the other giant... and would look outside... and the color would, if only for a moment, drain from his face as he realizes what tonight is... tonight is the night he should have been in full armor. Reaching out, he would attempt to grab Miryam with a gentle, but iron grip, and if he manages it, would pull her over the counter with one hand... while his other reaches into his coin purse and pulls out a fist full of silver coins, some of the coin sticking up between his fingers. He would then vault over the counter, bellowing out "As I guard this land to the death, YOU'LL NOT GET PAST!"

[2015/10/27 19:22] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R6 (IoV:#9fc0#): 13 - defending against the wolf

[2015/10/27 19:22] Aurelia Lefevre hears the noise of those outside, and tuning them out, stares into the candles,, her mind's eye picturing a shield, much like Daval's, placed in front of her, until it is quite settled. Only then does she turn to the frenzy, quite calm in nature. (Mage Shield UP.)

[2015/10/27 19:22] Beanna was just flying about, finding something interesting to do and notices a gathering of sorts in the town square..coming into a landing on her normal perch while in town and looks down at those gathered and tilts her head as she sees a couple wolves, and a bear seeming to attack the tavern, She Caws Loudly in cheer, but makes no move to help....any combat scenario will have wounded, at the very least some spilled blood and flesh, and if shes lucky...some dead....soon a meal will be splayed out before her...she cant wait. she shuffles left and right on the edge of the roof and watches, with a few Caws of impatience.

[2015/10/27 19:26] Miryam eeped when halfway into her second bite Gerald grabbed her arm and tried to pull her over the counter. She cried out in anger and outrage at first, reaching back for the deserted dessert and trying to keep her glamored wings out of the way, the movements, causing her glamor to falter for a moment before she managed to gain control of it again. She ducked down behind the bar, dessert in hand, and hoping no one had seen, although she still didn't know what it was that was causing all the trouble. For now, hiding behind the bar with a tasty dessert seemed the wisest thing to do.

[2015/10/27 19:27] Daval roars in rage as the fangs hold true. As luck would have it, the wolf fastens upon his left leg. He had held his shield to high. "Bloody great pain in the arse ulf!! your hide is mine!!!" He raised his weapon high, to bring it down with all his might upon the animal's skull.

[2015/10/27 19:28] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R6 (IoV:#94be#): 25 - attacks wolf casue he is pissed

[2015/10/27 19:29] Elka Petrova rolls R10 (IoV:#cd21#): 10 - Dodge Daval

[2015/10/27 19:29] Ilirra looked over those within her tavern and then eyed the alpha, watching, waiting to see what she intended. The lunging move for the man had her perk her ears before she turned a glance the bear's way. Which one was this one, Cedar wondered, eyeing it a moment more. She looked back to Elka and her quarry, then stepped further into the tavern. There was Helga dipping behind the bar with Gerald who shouted out valiant words. Ears flattening against her head, Cedar took another step inside the tavern, then lifted up her head to howl. The howl that came from the Cù-Sìth was the call of Death to gather souls. It held fear that ran along the spine and wrapped its hand around the heart. She'd drive fear into the tavern patrons, hoping to flush them out and away from what might be a massacre if they stayed. ((Howl has Instill Fear effect as an AoE. Roll your Resolve to resist))

[2015/10/27 19:30] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#ff4d#): 23 - Instill Fear Howl?

[2015/10/27 19:30] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R6 (IoV:#6885#): 18 - No being afraid?

[2015/10/27 19:31] Gerald Baker rolls R6 (IoV:#60ea#): 13 - I AM BAKER! (resist fear)

[2015/10/27 19:31] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#3e5b#): 25 - But I'm on your side

[2015/10/27 19:31] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R5 (IoV:#ab46#): 22 - damn this had betta work!!

[2015/10/27 19:32] Miryam rolls R2 (IoV:#7c71#): 17 - resist fear!

[2015/10/27 19:32] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#ec17#): 8 - merp

[2015/10/27 19:32] Echo, the White rolls R6 (IoV:#bed8#): 21 - I am BRAVE - and I haveto patch people up after, I'm sure.

[2015/10/27 19:34] Cade Huet had clearly waited for another to strike before making any move against those gathered in the tavern. Once the small, smaller than him anyhow, chestnut wolf lunged for the large mountain of a man, the bear itself turned to the woman with stark white hair, perhaps the glint of gold in her dress drawing his attention. Having had himself pre-dinner snack, the woman would do just fine to fill him up. He'd reared back to charge at her when the damned ethereal wolf howled into the night, startling him mid charge and forcing him into an awkward side shuffle from the wolf, stumbling first, then falling into the pile of leaves.

[2015/10/27 19:39] Elka Petrova got a hold of the man's leg and bit down firmly and then began to shake her head back and forth in an attempt to rip it apart I guess. She's hungry. He's tasty. Nothing else matters. At least until the shield was brought down onto her head, she let out a yelp as she let go of his leg and shook her head again as if it would make it stop hurting. The howl of the other wolf got her attention and she looked to her and then the bear and then back to her prey once more lunging at him, having eyes only for him.

[2015/10/27 19:39] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#ff3d#): 14 - Daval - bite again 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 19:42] Gerald Baker starts as he hears the wolf's howl... he felt something unnatural about the howl... which shouldn't have affected him, but it did. He's faced spell casters before... but this was different... it had never affected him before... and this, perhaps, scared him most... despite this, he forced his stiffening muscles to work, knowing that he was a warden, and it was his job to stand between the citizens and the beasts. SO, he would charge, letting out a roar as he shoves a table out of the way, sending it flying off to the side so he could get to Elka faster. If the other guy was gonna be any use in the fight... it'd be best if the other guy managed to not get mauled. So, he would come around with a massive right hook, his hand filled with silver coins, and coin jutting from between his fingers for that much more of a hit should he connect with the wolf.

[2015/10/27 19:42] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R7 (IoV:#6445#): 14 - blocking
wolf

[2015/10/27 19:45] Daval terro spread through daval's features as the howl affects him. He blinks the sweat of fear from his eyes. He had not felt this, not this since the time of the long dark. Terror, however, lent strength and speed an he narrowly blocks the wolf's lunge.

[2015/10/27 19:47] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#dcec#): 10 - PUNCH THE WOOF! (3 damage - Elka)

[2015/10/27 19:48] Elka Petrova rolls R10 (IoV:#4431#): 25 - You always try to punch me, jerkface

[2015/10/27 19:48] Miryam shuddered in fear, although she wasn't certain why, even the tart in her hand looked terrifying. She almost threw it away when she thought eating it might make it less scary. With shaking fingers, she shoves the rest of the tart in her mouth and then covers her head with her hands, now not certain what was scaring her so. Thank goodness for hiding places!

[2015/10/27 19:48] Echo had mustered up enough courage to run back, expecting blood and parts to be everywhere. She artfully hid behind the fountain, watching the scene unfold. Now was the time, to cast a spell, to try... The fear was almost paralyzing. She did her utmost to talk herself away from it.

[2015/10/27 19:48] Echo, the White rolls R8 (IoV:#6441#): 21 - to break through the fear spell.

[2015/10/27 19:49] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#5319#): 20 - fear ~

[2015/10/27 19:49] Aurelia Lefevre lost herself in the comfort of the candles, crouching behind the human protecting them, trying not to let fear win.

[2015/10/27 19:49] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R6 (IoV:#1358#): 22 - Defeat fear!

[2015/10/27 19:49] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#621c#): 7 - fear! ~

[2015/10/27 19:50] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R5 (IoV:#b465#): 9 - fight the fear

[2015/10/27 19:50] Daval bites his lip so hard it bleeds, fighting the fear with pain and rage.

[2015/10/27 19:50] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#39fd#): 11 - fear ~

[2015/10/27 19:50] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#5014#): 8 - fraidy bear

[2015/10/27 19:51] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#a36b#): 22 - buck buck bucaw?

[2015/10/27 19:52] Gerald Baker rolls R6 (IoV:#b046#): 9 - I am... STILL BAKER! (resist fear)

[2015/10/27 19:52] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#f9c0#): 19 - fear for pies?

[2015/10/27 19:52] Ilirra watched the chaos her howl had induced, noting those who succumbed and those who stood up against it even though she could tell it hit them in their core. She was proud of Gerald, watching him dig his heels in and confront that which terrified, for greater purpose. But he went immediately after Elka and she couldn't just stand there and let the alpha take licks. She lunged forward as the alpha dodged, and set herself between her and him with a baring of teeth and a growl. (defending Elka)

[2015/10/27 19:53] Gales Hawkblood thought "so much for having a drink" That beast didn't look too friendly and it was between him and Aurelia. This would not do. He drew his sword and crept up behind it hoping to get in a sneak attack

[2015/10/27 19:53] Gales Hawkblood rolls R1 (IoV:#1f1c#): 7 - Be a little sneaky

[2015/10/27 19:56] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R7 (IoV:#0c9a#): 19 - notice the sneak thief? ;o

[2015/10/27 19:56] Cade Huet shook violently to rise and upright himself, dried and moisture decayed leaves sticking to one side of him, shooting a look at Little with considerable trepidation. Once sighted he turned tail and ran the opposite direction, succumbing to unnatural fear he charged as quickly as he could passed the fountain and away from the group, which was actually rather quickly having the proper motivation.

[2015/10/27 19:59] Elka Petrova was about to get walloped by Gerald, but when he toppled the table it pulled her attention and she quickly scurried out of the way lest it land on her, only to have the advantage of also missing the silver coined fist of his without even realizing she had done so. Her eyes were still on Daval and once again she would lunge this time hopefully going for the throat.

[2015/10/27 19:59] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#ad74#): 16 - Daval - Going for the throat 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 20:00] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R7 (IoV:#346f#): 7 - shield for da win!!!

[2015/10/27 20:01] Beanna backs up on the roof till she could see the carnage within the tavern after all the beasts went inside. she caws at the screams and yells coming from within...'please Mother raven, let someone die this night...so I can get something fresh to eat" she says in Corvid speak, then Caws more..the cry of Death, that Ravens are prone to do on the battle field.

[2015/10/27 20:02] Echo ~It was there again. That laugh in the face of fear. Echo lifted from her cower and straightened her back. Palms to the sky, she looked at both wolves (Tree and Elka, 1 mana per each) and chanted. A thick sleep spell would begin to settle, first buzzing on her palms and smelling of lavender.

[2015/10/27 20:04] Gerald Baker huffs as the wolf... this familiar wolf... dodges the table and accidentally also his blow... then another wolf appears in front of him, baring its teeth and snarling... this wolf, pure white... he knew it was different from the others... perhaps this is the hoodoo wolf... and he sees it protecting its comrade, putting itself between him and the other wolf... he would grunt, saying "I respect that..." to the white one... before attempting to punch that same wolf in the head with his silver spiked fist. Through the cold sweat, the fear that grips and squeezes the heart... he hoped that if he could send this wolf off to dream land... or maybe if he hits right(or wrong?) the promised land... it would end the fear.

[2015/10/27 20:04] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#2d03#): 21 - Punch Cedar... IN DA FAAAACE (3 damage)

[2015/10/27 20:05] Miryam rolls R2 (IoV:#4154#): 16 - resist the fear.... again!!!

[2015/10/27 20:05] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R6 (IoV:#6320#): 17 - amg nuuu gerald!

[2015/10/27 20:05] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#9dee#): 12 - fear for miryam ~

[2015/10/27 20:08] Miryam continued to crouch behind the bar, but now the tart was gone, the room was full of screams and snarls, and her stomach was tied up in knots of fear that threatened to expel the very, very tasty tart. Deciding that only escape to dispel this fear, she flipped over the bar, her wings barely showing as her glamor flickers, and dashes out the door, enough was enough.
[2015/10/27 20:10] Aurelia Lefevre makes eye contact with Elka, picturing, in her mind's eye, the Alpha attacking her next victim , and instead, the damaging tear of flesh being directed towrd Llirra, the viciousness growing as she waves her hands more wildly. (Wasn't Me!)
[2015/10/27 20:12] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#2014#): 5 - Resist Wasn't Me!

[2015/10/27 20:12] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R7 (IoV:#c86e#): 11 - Really! Wasn't Me!!

[2015/10/27 20:17] Beanna caws mockingly at the people (and non-people) inside the tavern, she could smell blood in the air, that sweet iron scent, tastier then any wine could ever be.

[2015/10/27 20:18] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R6 (IoV:#99d6#): 13 - attack elka

[2015/10/27 20:22] Daval swings his sword again. His teeth gritted against the terror. His limbs shake, his knees trembles and he swings wildly at the wold who wounded him.

[2015/10/27 20:22] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R6 (IoV:#dae6#): 9 - defending Elka

[2015/10/27 20:25] Ilirra continued growling, baring teeth in the men's direction. But hell, she'd half hoped she wouldn't actually be attacked and when Gerald's fist came at her head, what with one thing and another, and trying to keep her place to defend Elka, she couldn't quite move fast enough for it to miss. Vision swam before her eyes and she was fairly certain he'd cracked her skull. She realised the irritation that swam through her sudden and quick came from something silver nearby as well. Luckily it wasn't silver pure and she didn't have too much to worry. For that, at any rate. Gerald's fists would be another matter. Cedar whined and flicked an ear, paw lifting to rub at the injured place. With courage and strength like that to defend her tavern? Cedar was going to have to give Gerald a raise. But even as the thought came to her, the other man swung at Elka with his blade - and standing defensively between them, it cleaved her side before she even saw it coming. (still defending Elka)

[2015/10/27 20:26] /me Gales Hawkblood lets out a yell as he leaps up flipping his sword downward so he could plunge it into the white wolf's back. He had taken wolves before but this one was aggressive and had to be stopped. The fact that she was threatening Aurelia...well this bitch was toast.

[2015/10/27 20:27] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#d4ea#): 20 - Ninja downward plunge attack (cedar)

[2015/10/27 20:27] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#0d37#): 10 - fear

[2015/10/27 20:28] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R8 (IoV:#81c4#): 23 - fear for tha bear yo ~

[2015/10/27 20:28] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R6 (IoV:#7b51#): 12 - she ain't aggressive, she's defending - sheesh people!

[2015/10/27 20:30] Elka Petrova snarled and had was going to go after Daval again, but the picture in her mind, the flashes the sound of the white wolf's whine. Elka turned on her, her teeth showing as she went in for the attack something feeling hugely not right about this, but unable to stop herself. -Maybe- she'd feel bad later and maybe she would chalk it up to revenge for that time Cedar decided to ninja grab her soul.

[2015/10/27 20:30] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#3212#): 23 - Bite Bitey on Cedar

[2015/10/27 20:30] Ilirra (Little Tree) rolls R6 (IoV:#4439#): 12 - pls mama no

[2015/10/27 20:31] Cade Huet had been running from the white wolf, however as he distanced himself the effects of the magic lessened, though his stomach did still growl. He hungered for meat, which happened to overpower the slight fear his still felt. As he he entered from the corner of the square his eyes and attention focused once more on the woman in gold, hiding from the rest of the group behind the fountain. He wavered a moment as the bright sheen of white fur in the tavern caught his eye, snarling in its direction as the fear returned. In an attempt to keep his distance, he began favoring his rightward direction more, as he battled the fear. His maw parted as he loosed a resounding roar, not one for sneaking or subtlety, charging directly for Echo, attempting to crash his weight into her from behind.

[2015/10/27 20:32] Redmond Bjornson rolls R8 (IoV:#18fc#): 14 - crash for 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 20:37] Echo, the White rolls R3 (IoV:#91b1#): 5 - DODGE THE BEAR.

[2015/10/27 20:38] Gerald Baker stops short of another punch as the wolf doesn't retaliate... but rather just... covers its head, where he gave it a sharp blow... then it's cut in the side, and stabbed in the back and bitten! Well, what a turn of events. He feels kind of sorry for the in the way wolf now... while the other one is still biting everything around it. Turning, he would frown down to the other, familiar wolf... and would then remember where he knows it from. That's right, it's the one that tried to eat his other friend! Well then... stepping around the white wolf, he would reach out... and attempt to grab Elka... and no, not punch her... but if he could get a good hold, he would attempt to THROW elka out the door

[2015/10/27 20:39] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#af58#): 18 - WOOF TOSSING! (3 damage [?])

[2015/10/27 20:39] Elka Petrova rolls R10 (IoV:#1aa7#): 25 - You can't toss me!

[2015/10/27 20:42] Echo had an eagle's eye on both wolves, the light of the calm sleep spell brewing in her palms. She was preparing to send it forth, sure of her success. The roar suddenly had her whipping around in time to be forcefully toppled over by a massive bear. The same one that had looked so hungrily upon her before. Brave, but poor in strength, there was no hope of wrestling the beast.. and so she simply grabbed onto his hairy cheeks and pressed her thumbs forcefully into his eye sockets.

[2015/10/27 20:43] Echo, the White rolls R1 (IoV:#a6c0#): 18 - Wound paddingtons eyes.

[2015/10/27 20:44] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#db57#): 7 - Not the eyes!

[2015/10/27 20:44] Aurelia Lefevre figured it worked the first time, so again begins moving her hands in rhythm, picturing Cade attacking, and the uncalled for ferociousness instead landing on Elka, the picture in her mind's eye growing stronger as her hand gestures grow bigger. (Wasn't Me! (again) )

[2015/10/27 20:47] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R7 (IoV:#e951#): 7 - Cade's Attacks Are For Elka!!

[2015/10/27 20:48] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#cc71#): 9 - Sorry?

[2015/10/27 20:48] Beanna caws more as she paces back and forth on the roof of the inn, as she watches more of the carnage, happy that a fight is outside now...better chance to steal a bite to eat out here then inside the tavern.

[2015/10/27 20:53] Daval stares in disbelief as one wolf attacks the other. A short laugh emerges from his lips as he sees the change in fortune. The sheer pandemonium that is raised all about him prevents from even deducing that the elven women next to him is responsible. "Praise Valeska, the divine henna haired haridane of happiness!!!" He favors his wounded leg as h tries to decide upon a proper target. Somewhat regretfully he decides to attack the wolf the first struck him.. If only I had a larger weapon!! He says and punctuates it with a strike.

[2015/10/27 20:54] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R6 (IoV:#cc1f#): 7 - git dat wolf

[2015/10/27 20:54] Elka Petrova rolls R10 (IoV:#baf5#): 11 - Nuu

[2015/10/27 20:55] Gales Hawkblood righted himself and pulled his sword from the white wolf. As soon as the point was free, he back swung it at the other wolf seeing if he couldn't get a good slash in before it did something he.... expected

[2015/10/27 20:55] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#4ab3#): 9 - The danger of staying in packs (Elka 1 dmg)

[2015/10/27 20:55] Elka Petrova rolls R10 (IoV:#ac18#): 9 - Not today!

[2015/10/27 20:55] Ilirra barely had the chance to reassert her place of defending when the man lunged in from behind to skewer her with his sword. It pinned the wolf down to the tavern floor, a sharp sound ushering from her and held her solidly in place as Elka turned on her and attacked. Bleeding from four different places, skewered, skull battered, cleaved, and now bitten, the ethereal wolf had little left in her and was covered more in red from her blood than the pure whiteness she had been. She laid unmoving on the floor of the tavern, both from the skewering of Gales's sword and the injuries and bloodloss. Done in by her own alpha, whom she was defending no less. That's harsh.

[2015/10/27 20:57] Cade Huet barreled into the woman with all of his heft with no sense of defense, as such she had managed to dig her fingers into his eye sockets. Rage flared in the beasts mind, his chest rumbling out a roar directly down at the woman. His head thrashed to shake her hands free, though his sight sorely damaged, however with her scent in his nose, the feel of her beneath him, and in large part, reckless snapping of his jaws in where instinct told him she'd be, the bear attempted to maul the white haired woman.

[2015/10/27 20:57] Redmond Bjornson rolls R8 (IoV:#6881#): 25 - om nom nom for 3 damage

[2015/10/27 21:00] Echo, the White rolls R3 (IoV:#6467#): 12 - dig fingers into the eyes deeper, distracting the nom nom nom

[2015/10/27 21:03] Elka Petrova had no time for these human shenanigans. She was bobbin and weavin like a pro. Luckily. It was four on one after all. With each swing of a sword that missed her, she got angrier. She was just hungry man. Out of frustration, hunger, and anger she let out an ungodly howl. [Fenrir's Roar. Everyone roll resolve for fear]

[2015/10/27 21:03] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#43d0#): 5 - You not scare me

[2015/10/27 21:03] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R5 (IoV:#9a8c#): 13 - nuuuu not again!!!

[2015/10/27 21:03] Aurelia Lefevre rolls R6 (IoV:#60bc#): 11 - No, not afraid, Not me. Nope.

[2015/10/27 21:04] Redmond Bjornson rolls R7 (IoV:#3bd7#): 24 - You never make me cupcakes

[2015/10/27 21:04] Gerald Baker rolls R6 (IoV:#55c1#): 6 - I FEAR NO WOOF!

[2015/10/27 21:05] Echo, the White rolls R3 (IoV:#d5c8#): 16 - Not skurred.

[2015/10/27 21:07] Gerald Baker takes a few steps back, still affected by the first fear attack, this new one sent him reeling. He broke out into a fresh sweat, his eyes wide, and his heart pounding. He backs away from the wolf without thinking about it, trying to get distance between him and it. What's with all this hoodoo affecting him?! He's supposed to be immune to this shit or something! Turning, his brain would scramble as he tries to decide what to do about this

[2015/10/27 21:09] Aurelia Lefevre realises she is in a bad position, being a kind-hearted person who quivers in the presence of evil, and nods to Elka in respect before flying home!

[2015/10/27 21:10] Echo ~The bear sunk his teeth into the girl's right forearm, her cry of pain piercing through the air. Panic became her and she found no recourse but to flee. With all of her might, which wasn't very much, she twisted and attempted to wrench free from the large bear and run to the inn, her gold gown streaming with red blood.

[2015/10/27 21:12] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#d5e3#): 10 - It's just a puppy. It's just a puppy

[2015/10/27 21:13] Gales Hawkblood stands paralized not sure why. This feeling was foreign to him

[2015/10/27 21:15] Beanna skitters back once again as another magical howl emanates from the tavern, but the angle and focus of the effect didnt quite reach her this high up and away from the entrance to the tavern...she backs up more so she could see inside and watch and looks straight down as the bear chomps more on the girl in white, who was spouting poetry before......she had pretty eyes...but then she manages to get away from the bear and run off...darn...so much for that meal.

[2015/10/27 21:16] Cade Huet had dug into the flesh of her forearm, releasing it in an attempt to go for something a bit more substantial, like a throat or shoulder. In his attempt to maul the woman further she managed to wriggle free, leaving the bear with a now freshly bloodied muzzle and his nose in the air, seeking her scent. He was still hungry, now more so with the taste of her blood on his tongue, so off he went after her.

[2015/10/27 21:18] Elka Petrova shuddered as her body began to twist, the sounds of bone breaking echoing in the tavern. Her form becoming grotesque as it grew taller and taller, the parts seeming to shift into something else. Something more monstrous.

[2015/10/27 21:21] Gerald Baker blinks at the sound of snapping bones... and would shake his head... still rattled by the twice struck fear... "No... no no no." he would say, before looking to Daval and calling to him "Get my axe... behind... behind the counter! This... is gonna get bad!" he widens his stance a bit, staring at the wolf as it changes, trying to get his composure back... he has a job to do, and he's been doing it poorly!

[2015/10/27 21:22] Gerald Baker rolls R6 (IoV:#1159#): 9 - The woof shall fear BAKER! (rolling to resist fear)

[2015/10/27 21:22] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#f647#): 12 - Wolf not Zuul

[2015/10/27 21:24] Allen Firethorn-Amaranth can't understand why he still can't move. Every instinct he had was telling him to run, but he wasn't able to.

[2015/10/27 21:25] Daval tilts his head left and right and the sounds of crackling bones and flurpy flesh. His head jerks as he looks at the other big man. He backs hurriedly towards the bar. If fortune favors him he will drop his shield and sword and grab the weapon the man spoke of. "I just wanted a sodding goat haunch and five pounds of sassafrass he shouts to no one in particular."

[2015/10/27 21:28] Elka Petrova had grown to her full height, and then gave a growling snarl. Her eyes on Daval once more. She'd meant to have a meal and she was going to. Springing from her spot, she attempted to leap onto him and dig her claws into his flesh, perhaps maul him a bit if it all worked out for her.

[2015/10/27 21:29] Elka Petrova rolls R6 (IoV:#f795#): 6 - Daval - Bite him 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 21:30] Daval of the Kurgen Katro rolls R5 (IoV:#d304#): 4 - dodge the wolf

[2015/10/27 21:32] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#a4db#): 5 - Must run.... must flee!

[2015/10/27 21:34] Gales Hawkblood closes his eyes still petrified with fear. He worried that he would widow Aurelia and all he could think was "Valeska have mercy on me!"

[2015/10/27 21:34] Beanna Caws in triumph as it looks like another person drops to the ground inside the Tavern, Mmmm that one has lots of meat on his bones.....if the beasts wont eat it first...she might be able to fly in and steal a bite or two before she gets caught...maybe.....but first, she needs to wait till the chaos dies down....the last beast is on 2 legs now, but still outnumbered....

[2015/10/27 21:35] Gerald Baker takes a few more steps backwards as the wolf rises up, bumping into the table behind him. He stops and gulps, blinking a few times.... dammit he felt so useless right now... why couldn't he shake this fear?! Closing his eyes tight, he tries to find his center, a little peaceful place in his mind, where he could... bake, or something!

[2015/10/27 21:36] Gerald Baker rolls R6 (IoV:#a802#): 20 - C'mon, daddy needs a fight, not a flight!

[2015/10/27 21:37] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#019c#): 6 - I no want to be dog food

[2015/10/27 21:38] Gales Hawkblood Stands perfectly still? Of course he does. He can't move and all he can do is watch one of his impromptu companions become a meal. At least Aurelia managed to get away to safety

[2015/10/27 21:42] Elka Petrova had gotten the man down and she crouched down over him ignoring the other two in the room. Her muzzle dripped with saliva ready to tear into Daval's flesh and have the meal that she clearly deserved.

[2015/10/27 21:48] Ephralia Valor wanders out of the common room. It's time to breathe in some air! Ahhh! The clean air, the sounds of soft breezes and soft growls and furniture bumps and .... Helga's teeth chattering? Eph double-takes and tries to better assess the situation.

[2015/10/27 21:48] Gerald Baker heaves a sigh as he feels the terror flowing away... and would open his eyes, his mind clear once again... only to see his comrade down and the wolf getting ready to make a meal of him. So, charging, Gerald would grab up a chair and swing it with all his might for the wolf's head. No roaring or shouting of things... No, this is a serious fight now.

[2015/10/27 21:48] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#13f8#): 6 - Here comes the... BOOM!

[2015/10/27 21:48] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R10 (IoV:#0915#): 19 - Don't hit me, Gerald.

[2015/10/27 21:49] Gales Hawkblood rolls R5 (IoV:#97bb#): 6 - Don't eat me. I have high cholosteral

[2015/10/27 21:49] Gales Hawkblood thinks to himself "come on feet! We gotta get out of here" but still can't move

[2015/10/27 21:50] Beanna caws a few more times, happy to watch the fight...but everyone is dieing inside the building....and she was hungry.....perhaps fresh meat won't come easy for her this night.....Che caws loudly in annoyance before she lifts off, swoops down in front of the tavern for a quick wiff of the carnage and caws mockingly as she flies off into the night, then heads to Haven, she will fill her belly from the freshest Corpse in the Larder...this time

[2015/10/27 21:52] Elka Petrova hadn't noticed when Gerald picked up the chair though she heard the noise. She just wanted to eat. Was that too much to ask? The chair broke over her head and shoulders and she looked over towards Gerald clearly unhappy as she snarled and then made her way towards the man. One arm swung into a table causing it to go flying towards the man and hopefully hit him so he could see how wood felt flying into your body.

[2015/10/27 21:52] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#2a57#): 16 - Eat the table, Gerald.

[2015/10/27 21:53] Gerald Baker rolls R3 (IoV:#f897#): 3 - Table tastes bad!

[2015/10/27 21:55] Gales Hawkblood rolls R7 (IoV:#a360#): 22 - I taste funny too

[2015/10/27 21:55] Allen Firethorn-Amaranth finally regains his composure and just makes it a point to run like hell

[2015/10/27 21:58] Ephralia Valor is quite sure that Gerald probably doesn't deserve this. Also, there is a man down, and Gales looking frozen, though he suddenly finds his feet and flees. This is alll very, very odd, but alarming. Eph plucks the bow off her back, notches an arrow, and, keeping mostly behind the pillar, lets fly at the brown warform wolf.

[2015/10/27 21:59] Ephralia Valor rolls R1 (IoV:#4c58#): 6 - Eph arrow to Elka, 3 dmg, reflex

[2015/10/27 21:59] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#0831#): 14 - Don't shoot me!

[2015/10/27 22:03] Gerald Baker blinks when the chair over the head does... nothing... and leaps backwards as a table is thrown at him, bringing his arms up just in time to keep him from eating it, but... he still just got hit by a damn table. That really freaking hurt. SO, he reaches over the counter... and grabs... his axe. Granddaddy of the axes, his two handed winged cleaver, which he keeps back there... for just such occasions. Picking this axe up, he would step forward, and swing for the side of the wolf's head, attempting to bash it with the *not* sharp bit.

[2015/10/27 22:04] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#25a3#): 8 - Batter UP! Eat steel. (4 damage)

[2015/10/27 22:04] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#ecaa#): 23 - Naw!

[2015/10/27 22:09] Elka Petrova was ready for it when he swung at her and she brought her arm up in time for the axe handle to hit it keeping the blade from actually cutting into her hide. The action only working to anger her further and the arrow that had been shot went completely unnoticed. A clawed hand came up to rake at Gerald's torso. Also, she would like to note she's the hawtest werewolf ever. obviously.

[2015/10/27 22:09] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#920d#): 9 - Claw Gerald - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:10] Gerald Baker rolls R3 (IoV:#dc4b#): 12 - Well, let's try this... don't claw me.

[2015/10/27 22:11] Ephralia: Eph tries again with the arrow, because those claws look like shooting arrows is smartest. Flip, creak, swish! Another elven arrow on its way. Too bad Eph is more of a greatsword person.

[2015/10/27 22:11] Ephralia Valor rolls R1 (IoV:#a0f9#): 15 - arrow to the Elka, 3dmg, reflex

[2015/10/27 22:11] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#4487#): 12 - Keep your arrows

[2015/10/27 22:13] Gerald Baker grimaces as the attempted blow failed... and would leap back, away from the swiping paw, before following up with another swing, this time aiming that nice sharp part for the crinos wolf's arm.

[2015/10/27 22:13] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#2cb5#): 23 - You will hurt now. (4 damage)

[2015/10/27 22:14] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#0174#): 10 - Stop it. I don't want it.

[2015/10/27 22:16] Elka Petrova gave a frustrated snarl as an arrow stuck into her body. She reached to try to pull it loose onto to get Gerald's ax biting into her forearm. With a yank out came the arrow and then she descended on the man, her maw gaping as she attempted to close her mouth around the man's...well anything. She wasn't picky, just give it to her.

[2015/10/27 22:16] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#9b26#): 10 - Biting Gerald - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:16] Gerald Baker rolls R3 (IoV:#2d5c#): 4 - No... no... you no bite.

[2015/10/27 22:17] Ephralia: Eph whimpers, "Not the baker! Not the baker!" as she lets fly another feathered shaft toward the hulking lupinoid.

[2015/10/27 22:17] Ephralia Valor rolls R1 (IoV:#a89a#): 20 - arrow to Elka, 3dmg, reflex

[2015/10/27 22:18] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#a589#): 25 - Don't shoot me! He deserves this!

[2015/10/27 22:21] Gerald Baker steps back as the wolf attempts to bite him, and raises his arm up so that it takes the brunt of the damage instead of anything vitally important... though... his arms are pretty damn important to him... and so he would draw back his other hand, and aim a blow of his huge fist for the wolf's muzzle, hoping to maybe crack something

[2015/10/27 22:22] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#79f1#): 21 - Don't eat me. Eat pain.

[2015/10/27 22:22] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#43a4#): 9 - But I'm huuuungry

[2015/10/27 22:24] Elka Petrova heard another arrow whiz by her ear just barely missing her and as she got a mouthful of arm, she was happy as a clam and ready to chow down on some baker. Just as her mouth began to tighten his other hand whacked her a good one right on the nose. An action that made her pull her head back give it a good shake and have a sneezing fit. Once she finally came out of it, she'd obviously had enough. Her eyes narrowed and this time she lunged for his shoulder or his throat which ever she could get to.

[2015/10/27 22:25] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#57df#): 5 - Om nom Gerald - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:25] Gerald Baker rolls R3 (IoV:#c19c#): 10 - No. Bad wolf.

[2015/10/27 22:26] Ephralia: Eph mutters to herself "Breathe. Exhale steadily. Uncurl only the fingers." and aims for the furry titan's throat. Eph wishes the 7 or 8 foot tall wolf wouldn't move around so much, but she's doing the best she can.

[2015/10/27 22:26] Ephralia Valor rolls R1 (IoV:#324f#): 8 - pointy stick! 3dmg

[2015/10/27 22:26] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#5e94#): 19 - Nuu

[2015/10/27 22:26] Gerald Baker quickly lets his arm drop as the wolf lets go, and groans softly... damn that hurts... but as the wolf lunges again, he would leap backward and bring his uninjured fist down in an overhead swing, attempting to smack the fuzz ball on the head once more

[2015/10/27 22:27] Gerald Baker rolls R5 (IoV:#6264#): 13 - No eating me. Knuckles for dessert though.

[2015/10/27 22:27] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#45b5#): 15 - I just wanna be friends.

[2015/10/27 22:29] Elka Petrova wasn't even worried about the shooter, but Gerald. That was another issue. She remembered the last moon and how he had tried to kill her then and she remembered how rude he was to her the other day. Both thoughts driving her, motivating her to make him her dessert, intending to make Daval her dinner even still.

[2015/10/27 22:29] Elka Petrova meant to say she was biting Gerald again. Sorry.

[2015/10/27 22:29] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#5a5e#): 19 - Bite again - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:29] Gerald Baker rolls R3 (IoV:#50ce#): 6 - No biting.

[2015/10/27 22:31] Ephralia: Eph puts on a sour face about her archery skills, and instead starts jogging on an arc around the left. Her voice throbs with magic as she chants, "I'm here, I'm there, I'm hot, I'm not . . " (Paradox shield 1/2)

[2015/10/27 22:37] Gerald Baker huffs when his blow missed, and the wolf continued its lunge... after his missed attack... he was left open. He raised his hand do try and stop, but... it's not too easy to stop something that big from charging down at you... and so, he let out a yell as the wolf clamped down onto his shoulder... now both of his arms are too injured to use, and he's pretty sure that he could possibly die right now, as well. Now who will make tasty treats?

[2015/10/27 22:38] Elka Petrova could hear the sound of speech and her ears twitched towards the direction it came from. If the past few hours had taught her anything it was that as long as anyone was alive and near she wouldn't be left in peace to eat. So rather than hunker down and get to snackin' on these yummy morsels, she let Gerald fall to the ground or whatever he was going to do and she lumbered after Ephralia pouncing on the woman and attempting to get her claws into her.

[2015/10/27 22:38] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#e965#): 10 - Claws on Eph - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:39] Ephralia Valor rolls R4 (IoV:#755a#): 23 - dodge! no mess with my fancy duds!

[2015/10/27 22:42] Gerald Baker falls to the ground, groaning as he brings his hand up to clutch at his bleeding shoulder, while his other arm lays limply at his side... mentally exhausted, physically injured... he looked up to see the wolf stalking away, and would close his eyes, slipping into unconsciousness for a little bit

[2015/10/27 22:43] Ephralia: Eph didn't need a crystal ball to predict that she would be the next target. She cleverly uses the stone archways to avoid the slashing, and continues her spell, "Look at him! Look again. Look at me! Never see." And Eph slips a wee bit into Otherwhen, her Paradox shield in place. But there was no time to arm herself so far. Eph dodges and looks about. Weapon. Got shield, need weapon.

[2015/10/27 22:44] Gales Hawkblood had calmed down some and returned to the tavern hoping the battle would be over. He hated the thought of being petrified again. He quietly snuck back into the tavern hoping to get an assesment of what was.... left

[2015/10/27 22:44] Gales Hawkblood rolls R1 (IoV:#168e#): 15 - Sneak past wolf-thing

[2015/10/27 22:44] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R3 (IoV:#b210#): 3 - NO sneaking

[2015/10/27 22:47] Elka Petrova gave a growl of frustration and then attacked the woman again. She remembered her too. Her cheeriness. The interruption. And once again now, the woman was interrupting her eating. The full moon was already beginning to go down and she hadn't even gotten to take a -real- bite yet. She lept at Eph, attempting to claw, bite, anything to leave some kind of wound on the woman.

[2015/10/27 22:47] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R6 (IoV:#ee86#): 12 - Maul eph - 3 dmg

[2015/10/27 22:47] Ephralia Valor rolls R4 (IoV:#ad25#): 14 - no, no, no -- remember? the CLOTHES!

[2015/10/27 22:48] Gales Hawkblood Kneels down next to Gerald and starts to help him up with the simple question "Can you walk?"

[2015/10/27 22:50] Ephralia: Eph sees her chance! Daval's sword is just lying there in a pool of blood. Eph dives for it like she's launching off a swimming-race launching pad - JUST in time to avoid being raked by monstrous claws. Eph has to gulp as she attempts her swashbuckling. Doing the quickest U-turn in her life, Eph takes a swipe at the huge wolf with her borrowed sword.

[2015/10/27 22:50] Ephralia Valor rolls R7 (IoV:#5d25#): 24 - turnabout's fair play! sword slash, 3dmg, reflex

[2015/10/27 22:51] Elka Petrova (Crinos) rolls R9 (IoV:#1a99#): 12 - but but

[2015/10/27 22:54] Elka Petrova lumbers in a large circle as the woman seems to just run the opposite way. It was a bit hard to keep track of. She didn't even know where she had gone until she felt the bite of the blade slice through her hide. Lifting her head she howled to the moon as if asking for more time. Her eyes met Eph's as she came out of the howl, but she didn't attack instead she gave an angry chuff that this woman had gotten between her and her meal and then turned and lowered down to all fours and ran off towards the den. Luna wasn't going to give her more time and she was already weakening. The hunt was over.

[2015/10/27 22:54] Gerald Baker opens his eyes, looking to Gales as the man speaks, and would nod his head, saying "Yeah... I... help him." gesturing with his head over to Daval. "We've gotta get out, and I've gotta... get reinforcements." he bobs his head "Yes, I'll go to the keep... but that man needs the infirmary."

[2015/10/27 22:54] Daval gurgles and wheezes blood.

[2015/10/27 22:54] Aurelia Lefevre runs into the tavern to check on the wounded.

[2015/10/27 22:55] Daval gurgles and wheezes blood.

[11:46] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) spends a few moments of quiet reflection and meditation in one of her favourite places on Valesk (as detailed above). She loves it, for though Valeska is not her goddess of birth, she feels a reverence and stillness of spirit in the area near the Shrine, even as far as the forest opposite it. Since the infirmary had moved and the creatures who fled the blight had returned home, she was largely undisturbed. Her difficulties with focusing on one task were lessened, and it was with a clear mind that she unrolled the scroll and began to untangle the mysteries contained within.

[11:54] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) rose from the ground on which she had been kneeling during her moments of contemplation. She stood up to her full height, which wasn't much, but was regal. The spell required her to show reverence and humility for the gifts of the forest, something she'd done almost intuitively, and she did not know why she'd felt fear alone out here so many times before. Perhaps faith had made her brave. Perhaps faith in herself had made her brave. Either way, she stood at full height, wings extended. She was at peace with the worldly problems that troubled her, and was a simple forest spirit. In her mind's eye, she flew across the land tirelessly, exploring the trees, the mountaintops, the endless sky that was hers to travel. She felt free.

[11:59] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) read the words from the paper, flying in her mind as she incanted, "Honour protectorates, in nature's bounty they dwell; the blessed and the humble will bring forth the spell." And though nothing happened, in her mind's eye, she flew above Valeska's shrine, and by second nature, her voice lifted in song, golden and innocent and matching the body it escaped.

[12:03] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) is startled back to herself, as she notices a small golden bird perched on each of her wings, babies hiding close to her for warmth and comfort. She chuckles to herself, thinking even these little guys may have mistaken her for an Avariel. She collapses to the ground, not certain what had happened. She'd forgotten she was learning a spell; it was as if her spirit had left her body. The pair of birds scurry closer to her, looking at her with love, though when she reaches to comfort them, they simply vanish. Aurelia rests in the forest a moment, feeling drained, but her spirits still happy and peaceful. The spell could wait. She had learned her lesson for the day.

[19:49] Gales Hawkblood Ducks behind the staircase to observe unnoticed
[19:49] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or rolls R5 (IoV:#27ab#): 22 - To see if Denny can see anything beneath that dumb veil
[19:51] Lucerys rolls R1 (IoV:#c3c6#): 7 - Spot check - corner of his eye
[19:51] Taeryn (Kiiama Insoo) looked up when her tail was touched by his, and her face softened a bit more when it wrapped hers. Her arms dropped and her hand went to tender rub at the back of his neck as they walked. "I picked it..." She'd coo. Her voice was cool and showed no hint of emotion. she'd likely not easily express that she was upset but any and all that knew her woud notice something was off. She wasn't her normally bubbly, and ditzy self. Suddenly a voice and a strange accent caught her attention and she'd pause mid-stride. "She was there." She'd whisper loudly to Luce. "She heard what the Drowess said." Her head dipped in a respectful bow. "Pleasure to see you again, Regent. Forgive my sudden departure... and allow for a introduction. I'm Taeryn of Shalloglenn. It appears you already know my pairbond, Lucerys..." her eyes dipped to Luce and she'd whisper "Is this the red woman you mentioned?"
[19:52] Taeryn rolls R5 (IoV:#8622#): 8 - Spot check
[19:57] Lucerys was busy talking and looking ahead.. checking for eavesdroppers was not his thing.. "Your grace." he inclines his head hearing and kind of seeing the event that was Lady Mont-d'Or.. "I'm well.. as I trust you are?" he turns his head very slightly to speak with Taeryn.. "You choose well either way." he pauses hearing her following words. "Yes." he clarifies her question, adding She was, was she?" he glances at Elizabeth again.. "I see you've both met already.."
[20:00] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) was a woman quite attuned to the darkness of Haven's tunnels. One had to keep ones eyes open down there, for fear of being jumped by one of her giant spiders. So when Gales ducked behind the staircase....She was certainly aware of his presence. And whilst he didn't call him out, she would keep the nearby sneak in mind as she chatted with the Tieflings...No sense wasting an opportunity to feed false information to someone. "Taeddyn of Shalloglenn...Well, it's a pleas-yah to meet you fohmalleh, dahling." she'd coo, her hand reaching out to Reginald, who would place a goblet of wine into it. as she turned towards Lucerys. "As well as can be. It is rathah stressful, dahling...Woddehing about my townsfolk so. The guahds he-ah are saaach simpletons...I fe-ah what should happen should Haven attack again..."
[20:04] Gales Hawkblood ducked further behind the staircase trying hard not to make a sound. He really didn't care what was being discussed. That wasn't the purpose of this exercise. That was all it was too. An exercise. He had been trying to improve his skills as a hunter and being undetected was part of that.
[20:05] Taeryn rolls R4 (IoV:#3e03#): 21 - Pelts, pelts, and more pelts.
[20:07] Taeryn (kiiama.insoo) gave a short sort of nod. she herself was entirely unnoticing of the man who'd hid behind the steps, and certainly didn't care. So far as she knew, she had no enemies here. Her eyes were fixed on the red woman and her head canted. She hadn't a clue what the woman was talking about, attacks and all. Still she'd smile at her and nod in agreement shortly after. "Your wardrobe is quite vast i'm sure, Your Grace... I wonder though... is that a wolf stole? Garou, even?" Her finger pointed and her chin tipped down. "Hgh quality from what i can see... do you ever consider custom pieces?" Her face suddenly was alight. "I'm a furrier..."
[20:12] Lucerys "Taeryn here is my companion." he brushes her chin affectionately.. "It seems though.. some Drow don't know their manners and took to insulting her.. Should I see them, words will be exchanged as to who is of superior blood." he says plainly.. not pleased his woman was toyed with.. "Perhaps you should insist your guards be educated then? Its customary in the East for soldiers to be partially educated.. dumb brutes ar the province of barbarians not civilized warriors." he cracks a smile as Taeryn goes on about fur.. "She has a great passion for it.." he tugs at the shawl he wore.. "She made this.. Arctic Lynx, she does fine work."
[20:14] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) isn't really one for making a quiet and understated entrance, and she doesn't mean to eavesdrop, really she doesn't...in the way that she totally does. However, she is growing quite bored and not finding out anything of interest, and rather wonders if they might just go and greet the people already! However, she knows she is meant to be quiet and invisible, which she does not quite excel at. Looking deep into her mind's eye, she sees the white wings and gold being that is her figure start to fade away, leaving only a sparkly essence. Moving her hands quietly,as she concentrates on the image, she hopes her physical being is mirroring what she sees. (1/2)
[20:17] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) looked down at the fur thrown over her shoulders as it was mentioned, a cunning smile showing on her lips. "You have a keen eye, dahling. Yais, it is Elven Gaddou fuh. I like to make a point to the savages of the Singahti that those who attack Abahwyth dyudding the full moons will not be offahed clemenceh. My people will not be a monthleh statistic, whilst they get a free pass. Anyone who slays a wolf who attacks my citeh is paid hansomeleh for the pelt." she'd explain. She wouldn't go into details about her past 'life' as a renowned Werewolf hunter though. Some things are better off in the past. As the female tiefling mentioned she was a furrier, though, Denny's face would light up instantly. "Oh you are? You are? How maaahvelous, dahling! How /uttahleh/ mahvelous! I've been seahching all ovah this bloodeh island for a skilled fuddi-ah. I shall have to employ you, dahling. As simple as that. I've so veddeh maneh pieces I want made. Especialleh with wintah coming...Oh, but I digress..." she'd trail >
[20:17] < off, before turning to Lucerys. "Drow are, unfortunateleh, addogant and lewd beings. They think themselves supeddioh to othahs, if onleh by the vahtue of the fact that they are Drow. Paying them any heed is...Simpleh not wahth you-ah time. As for my guahds, I'm afraid beggahs cannot be choosahs. Since the blight, most of my men we-ah wiped out. I've had to cobble togathah a less than impressive militia. If it continues this way, I may have to begin conscription. But I do so loathe the idea of fohcing men into the ahmy..."
[20:21] Gales Hawkblood looked over at his beloved and smiles as she started to become partially transparent. It was kind of a fun game hiding just to see if anyone would notice you.
[20:23] Taeryn (kiiama.insoo) gave a bit of a grin at her keen eyes. She was quite pleased with herself and it showed as her cheeks flushed. Luce as always touting her and it made her feel quite loved. She'd give a bit of a nod. "Of course, your Grace. I hunt them myself, pelt them and make pieces for a price. You tell me what you want, and i shall fetch it if the coin is correct." Her head bowed then and her hands clasped in front of her. As she mentioned needing an army of sorts her head turned to Luce and then back to the Regent. "Ah... i'm also an accomplished marksman, with a bow and sheath of arrows... My accuracy is next to immaculate..." It seemed then that taeryn was a woman of many talents. "I could split a hair at one hundred yards..."
[20:27] Lucerys thinks about it for a moment... recalling some factoids from his travels.. "In the Farlands, I've seen many methods.. Some cities took pride in their conscription, it was normal for their men to earn their right to be citizens through arms.." "In others.. usually wealthier cities of trade.. mercenaries were far more the mainstay.. leaving battles largely over who has the deepest pockets." "Both seemed to have worked.." "Perhaps you should consider them?" Despite having little interest in politics, he was at least very well traveled. "The Drow would not be worth my time.. had they not taken to insulting one they shouldn't have.." he clicks his fingers.. creating a little spark of embers.. "And that I won't tolerate." he looks at Taeryn.. "Seems you have something to do then.." he smiles.. "Shes a talent with a bow.. its how I first met her.. caught a glimpse of her half naked self prancing the woods for game."
[20:32] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) concentrates on the flickering candle that is glowing in her mind's eye, burning brighter and sparkling as her jewels, her hands, and bright red hair all melt away, leaving in their stead a brief flutter of shimmering dust. Somewhere, just out of reach, she hears them talking. Furs, killing, hunting....she was here to help Gales become a better hunter, yet her heart cried at the idea. So much death and cruelty everywhere. She watched and listened in silence, taking extra measures to make sure she could be neither seen nor heard, the flame in her mind's eye now a comfortable fireplace in her home. (Invisibility, 2/2, -2 MP)
[20:34] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) smiled at Taeryn. "Well, I'm despeddateleh in need of a full length mink for the wintah. Whatevah it costs, dahling, if you can get me it befo-ah the snow falls, I'll even pay a bonus. I simpleh must have one. I mean, I live for fuhs! I wohship fuhs! Is the-ah a woman in all of this wretched wahld who doesnt?" she'd ask rhetorically, before turning back to Lucerys. "This is a rathah small town, I'm afraid dahling. If I was to conscript, I'd have to do so with neahleh eveddeh resident. And I doubt the both of you are keen on joining the Abahwyth guahd. Of cawse, for a Prince, I may make an exception." she'd tease. The fact that the woman was talented with a bow was good. Perhaps she'd be useful next time the dogs came about. Pausing for a minute, the woman would look over to where the 'sneaks' had disappeared, and decided she just couldn't let someone be so horrible at something without reprimanding them. "Jahst one moment, de-ahs..." she'd request, before moving over to where Auerlia and Gales were...>
[20:35] < And only seeing Gales. A little smirk would play on her face. "You know dahling, you'd be much bettah off keeping to the rooftops if you are going to sneak about my town. I do hope you adden't doing so with any criminal intentions?"
[20:36] Gales Hawkblood smiles to Lady Elizabeth "No m'lady no criminal intent. Just... practice. Out in the woods you have to sneak carefully to avoid scaring off the game"
[20:41] Taeryn (kiiama.insoo) gave a quick few nods. "I have noticed a lack of... patronage, Your Grace, but perhaps tourism might spark the want to settle... a festival, mayhaps," Her head nodded. "In Shalloglenn, there are two festival... one for the fall harvest and one for the spring. The words from Farlander to common have no direct translation but they are essentially a joyous party." She'd nod. "If they see the quaint houses, and the gorgeous views, perhaps you can entice patronage, trade and a higher population... Some of which will be soldiers, mercenaries and farmers looking to capitalize on lands..." And then the red lady was off yelling at someone standing nearby. The man spoke of hunting in the wood and scaring off game and Taeryn shook her head. "If you're scaring game, you're moving too quickly, and too often. Set a perch and stay there... Especially on game trails. You have human feet, yes? Big and clumsy..." She'd tsk.
[20:46] Lucerys "Desperate times." he says to Elizabeth as though that solved the solution in of itself.. "Lucky for me then.. as I can't fight at all." He smiles faintly.. "Ofcouse, My Lady." he oblgies her request to move away for a moment and watches, though listening to Taeryn in the meantime speak about her home and some ideas.. "It seems the island suffers in general from population problems." he listens to her chastise the fellow hunter.. "So my feet and big and clumsy are they?" he quips, with a raised brow..
[20:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) stifles a giggle, but the invisible presence that was once Aurelia hugs her husband's feet, even if they are big and clumsy. Big feet should not be underestimated.
[20:56] Lady Elizabeth Mont-d'Or (ValerieVixxen Resident) smiled back at him. "That is reasyudding to he-ah, dahling. But do allow me to offah some advice. Covah you-ah head. You-ah locks are faaah too light. They stand out. As well, leahn to climb trees. You'll find moving swiftleh and silentleh through treetops is easiyah than doing so amidst the undahbrush. Animals almost nevah look up. Neithah do people." while she was far from any sort of stealth expert, the woman was actually quite skilled at sneaky things. At least, moreso than one who dressed as she did would usually be. "But neahleh anything will find you if you-ah sneaking involves hiding behind buildings." with the advice given, she'd turn back around and saunter over towards the Tieflings again, unaware that Aurelia was even around. "I've a festival this satuhday, as a mattah of fact. You must undahstand, dahling, the land you see was jahst recentleh ravaged by famine and plague at the same time. Onleh 2 weeks ago did the dahkness finalleh lift. Most of the population was wiped out, and we are >
[20:56] < still in the process of cleaning up bodehs. Mo-ah wealtheh citizens will come. But not for some time. Why, most othah lands still think we are plagued." she'd exclaim, before nodding to Lucerys. "Yais, exactleh. We lost about eighteh pahcent of the Islands population. We will heal, in time. But it will not be easeh. I've alreadeh had to po-ah a lahge amount of pahsonal funds into the Abahwyth coffahs, as we had nobodeh left to tax to keep things opeddating..." she'd reveal. It has not been an easy time lately, but it's certainly been easy for her to rise to power in the confusion. And speaking of rise, the moon had done so already, and the woman knew it was time to call it. "Oh de-ah. Well, dahlings, it's late. I've no choice but to scuddeh off to bed." she'd say with a chuckle, before starting off towards the in. "Ta! Ta for now, daaaahlings!~"
[21:01] Gales Hawkblood laughed a little, but didn't let on that he was laughing at Aurelia tugging at his feet. He held out his hand to her. He was a little disheartened, but he would keep trying
[21:01] Taeryn (kiiama.insoo) turned and raised a brow at Luce, though slowly a grin crept up just for him. Her hooves carried her to him and she pressed her chest to his. "Your feet are big and clumsy... but you have other things that are big but far less clumsy..." One hand went to his right hand, the one that plucked the strings of his lute, and the other, her left hand, with her back turned to the others, reached for the front of his robe to graze at th front of his crotch as she bit at her lip. "We all cannot be perfect. You're a shite hunter, Love, but your skills at... plucking strings... is amazing..." With that, she'd turn and address the Regent, bowing her head. "Good evening, Your Grace. I will contact you when i have your new stole."
[21:08] Lucerys listens half to the conversation, though he wasn't overly interested.. his mind drifted to other entertainments and distractions.. mostly sleep.. he did love sleep.. All that time to dream. He snaps out of his daze for a moment feeling Taeryn against his chest.. "Well.. lets hope you won't only be stroking my ego this evening." he lifts both brows feeling her hand on him.. "Thats a yes then.." he looks over her head, hearing Elizabeth elect to leave.. "Ofcourse My Lady, always a pleasure." he dips his head in a half bow of decorum.. "As for you, Milky." he hooks her by the waste and heads for their rooms at the Inn.
[21:14] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) squeezes Gales' hand lovingly. Tomorrow, they will climb up onto the rooftops, just as Lady Elizabeth had told him, simply in good fun. For now, though, she could feel the call of Reverie telling her to go back home, and she tugged at her husband's hand.
[21:16] Gales Hawkblood nods a good bye to everyone who was now very aware of his presence and takes the hand of his invisible wife and heads to the safety of their home
[21:18] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) perches in front of the fireplace in their living room, idly thinking how she needs a proper rug in this room/ It is her sanctuary, and though Gales is fond of his animal hides she prefers the woven fabrics---but it seems such a small compromise. She finds herself drifting again. Aurelia cannot understand the fascination with furs as a symbol of wealth and style. She is as high-born as most, and yet, she could not drape herself in the fur of an animal unless necessary. She can feel the pain of the being it came from. Yet, she is the wife of a hunter, and she must learn to adapt to these things; eating meat at supper, using pelts for warmth and decor, even trophies of a successful hunt. She will keep quiet about these things, but wear the fur of an animal? No, indeed, unless it were one whose spirit had already fled the physical world in a natural way. In that case, she supposed, it would be an honour. She hoped Gales would not be hunting Garou to bring to Lady Elizabeth; they needed the money not at all, and there were other ways for him to distinguish himself. Trying not to worry over such things, she focused on the flames of the fireplace; it was fire that often put her at ease, harnessed her energies, and opened her spirits, though she knew not why. There was still much she did not know of her own self, and the time for excusing it to being young and inexperienced was passing quickly. She learned more of the world every day. Herself, though, well, that was another matter. She pondered this a bit, then slipped into peaceful contemplation until Gales came to her with a cup of wine to take the chill from her body, which had now returned to her.

[12:03] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) flew quickly to the watchtower that was to be found between her home and the shops in Upper Aberwyth. She liked this place; it was comforting and peaceful, and such places were not always easy to find. She did not expect any great spiritual moment, as the last time she worked on the spell, but this tower seemed a quiet enough place for her to convince the pair of golden-hued birds to return to her. Staring into the flames that lept out of the black pot, she was thinking about lunch, and then the golden birds, and then, eventually, nothing. It took a while to clear her mind, it always did. Once she was able, she fell into a trance-like state, one where words and actions were channeled through her, as if they were known to her all along.

[12:07] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) lingers deep in her entranced state, before spreading her wings, the beginning of the spell moving out of her as a quiet chant again, ""Honour protectorates, in nature's bounty they dwell; the blessed and the humble will bring forth the spell." This time,though, there was more. She must have remembered the words from the scroll, though she could not recall actively memorising them " Nature's defenders, serve you with grace; let them stand before you and fight in your place". Standing perfectly still, she was not aware of anything happening and almost fell out of the trance. The spell was not working.

[12:12] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) began to lift her voice in a high-pitched golden hum, not really a Song, but a thread of sound she pictured as an unbreakable cord, and she retreated back into herself. She could see the shadows in the flames, the two little birds perched on her wings, though this time, they flapped their wings as if learning for the first time. Both birds flew from her shoulder, flying in front of her, seeking each other like a pair of love birds.

[12:16] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) saw it then, a large black bird joining them, making circles around the loving pair, and immediately Aurelia fell to the floor with a jolt, narrowly missing the edge of the fire pit. She was dazed and confused and...what had happened? Everything was so beautiful, and there were a pair of golden birds reminding her of her and her love...and then...a threat? She was afraid she had let out a scream, but she was unharmed and nobody seemed to be rushing towards her. Quickly, though wobbly, she found her feet and then her wings, flying the short distance home, where she collapsed on the white bed. The image of the birds would be with her all day. Something had gone wrong, and it was important to study the scroll more carefully, she reminded herself, as she rested quietly.

[20:29] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) remembers it had been days since she worked on the new spell, and while there was no fire for her to conjure from, the secluded trees and brush by the Warden's Keep were quite deserted. She very much enjoyed working on this spell, because she found the solitude restful and something about her spiritual connection with the world felt...stronger. She felt less fragile every day. Gazing at the colours of the setting sun, she emptied her mind, concentrating only on the world around her and her mind's eye. In the back of her mind, the yellow of the sunset held the picture of her two golden birds who had become friends in the time she'd been working. Quietly, but in a golden voice, she wove the thread, the unbreakable cord. """Honour protectorates, in nature's bounty they dwell; the blessed and the humble will bring forth the spell. " She let the rays of colour wash over her. "" Nature's defenders, serve you with grace; let them stand before you and fight in your place."
[20:33] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) had learned to be patient, to focus on the cord growing stronger, and she could see the shadows of the birds, the pair of golden ones, inseparable, and the ominous black bird she reassured herself was a friend. "Live well and live truly, avoid anger and strife, and the friends of the forest are yours for life". Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper, but musical, and before she knew it, she saw the golden birds dancing a duet before her, the blackbird above her head, and now....was it a family of little chipmunks? They sat at her feet, looking up.
[20:36]&nbsp; Gales Hawkblood ducked back behind the roots of a very large tree and quietly observed Aurelia as she conjured the creatures. He couldn't help but smile. When she got the scroll he thought it was some form or a animal call, but no. these just appeared there. He tried to remain hidden so he didn't scare them off.
[20:37] (Unnamed): Gales Hawkblood rolls R1 (IoV:#dd0e#): 3 - Try to stay hidden
[20:40] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) stared in the distance, watching the colours in the sky fade, and as they did, the flame in her mind's eye grew stronger, the golden cord stronger. Yet, the black bird disrupted her, flying behind her and flapping its wings. Was someone there? Has she summoned something she should not have?
[20:40] (Unnamed): Aurelia Lefevre rolls R1 (IoV:#506d#): 16 - I see Gales trying to ruin my spell.
[20:42] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) wheeled around and before she could even blink, she was surrounded by an overwhelming number of small creatures, all heading towards something. The flame grew brighter.
[20:43] Gales Hawkblood Jumped up on the roots of the large tree hoping the height would offer some protection. He turned to look at Aurelia with a bit of a concerned look. "My love? I didn't mean any harm. Was just making sure you were safe"
[20:45] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) saw and heard Gales through the chaos, and the black bird leading the charge straight toward him. She did not know what to do, but instinctively shouted "Peace!", willing the fire to grow smaller.
[20:47]&nbsp; Gales Hawkblood would have to rely on his reflexes. He didn't dare attack these creatures. He knew that Aurelia had conjured them, but had new idea if they were connected to her and how. He wouldn't risk protecting himself if it harmed his beloved. He fixed his gaze on the black bird ready to jump out of it's way.
[20:48] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) saw the animals disperse, some seemingly disappointed, and as the sun set, her mind's eye became a flickering candle, until she was only left with two golden birds on her wing, looking sleepy. She patted them lovingly, and they disappeared into the distance.
[20:49] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) ran over to Gales, alarmed and angry at the same time. "Why are you here? You could have been hurt! How could I know you were no enemy?"
[20:50]&nbsp; Gales Hawkblood let out a deep sigh of relief as the animals dispersed. "I am sorry, my love. I only wanted to insure your safety. I did not mean to alarm you or interrupt you."
[20:53] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) hugs Gales tightly, relieved and exhausted. "My love, you could have been hurt. Those animals guard the forest and those who love them. And now I know they will guard me, even at cost of their own safety". She looked at him, eyes flashing. "You cannot watch magic without interrupting, not unless it is known you are there. You could be hurt. Are you okay?"
[20:55] Gales Hawkblood nodded sadly. He had not meant for things to go wrong for her. "I am ok. Did I cause harm to come to you?" He looked her over to make sure she was uninjured
[20:56] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) looks herself over, but she is only shaken by being startled. "No, my love...I think those creatures will not harm me, but defend me. Even the blackbird. I screamed the first time I saw it come toward me."
[20:58] Gales Hawkblood hugs his wife tightly. "I am sorry I startled you, my love. I won't follow you again unless you ask it of me"
[21:01] Aurelia Lefevre (Guenevere Amaranth) smiles a little. "Magic is fragile...sneak attacks can break it, or cause harm. Tis not like hunting, my love. " She holds his hand tightly. "I think tis enough practise with magic for the day. Shall we go back towards home?"
[21:02]&nbsp; Gales Hawkblood Smiled back and nodded "Yes. Lets go home. Maybe you can teach me more about magic sometime and I will know what not to do around it" He held her hand tightly as they turned to head home