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The Three Groups & Ruari

The current situation, the son of Ziell decided as the newest reports reached the Glass Temple, resisting the urge to mutter something under his breath or even growl, like the Albarech did not resemble the battle at Treid’s Tomb. It was in fact much worse. Most of the people that had taken part back then had been inexperienced and ill-prepared, but at least none of them had taken their clothes off in extreme cold, ignored possibly life-saving advice and let themselves be drained dry by a ghost.

The Sweetwine group had opened the door in the tree without waiting to hear back from Kura and him, even though the Albarech could have advised them. Only Scaltoth seemed to be doing relatively well so far. Contrary to what he had as good as expected, they had not waltzed right into Pyke. Scaltoth would not be able to save Scalvoris though. At least it was not likely. According to Chuckles, Ishallr needed to be freed first, and the Ishallr group was, possibly, moments away from freezing to death or being lured into some sort of trap.

And then, there was that creature.

“Arlo Creede has seen the Skeeterwampulus. He told me about it, back when I met his wife and him on Faldrass”, he said to the Albarech and quickly relayed what Cassion’s son had said to her. “It seems as if there is some truth to that legend, after all. Have you ever heard of such a creature before?” he wanted to know, deciding that he would talk to both Chuckles and the people from the university later on.

For the time being, there was another very concerning matter that needed to be dealt with though. “We can’t talk to Ishallr anymore”, he observed, addressing Kura once more. “There are ways to fend a ghost off, provided that the cold doesn’t kill Elisabeth first, but we have no way of getting any information to them”, he muttered which was something that he rarely did – he was calm and composed most of the time. He couldn’t help but wonder how so much could go wrong in so short a time though.

“And the other groups – we need to come up with a better way of communication. They need to know what the others are doing”, he continued and turned to the array of Diri once more. “This is a mission that can only succeed if we all work together. Don’t just forge ahead blindly – ask questions, and listen, and stay together”, he spoke – they needed to prevent disaster from happening, if that was possible.

“I told you that magic is malfunctioning before. I have a message for the mages among you now. There is an imbalance of ether. Mages are feeling drained of ether and overstep more quickly”, he added, in case any of them took the risk and decided to cast, either because they were foolish, or there was no other way for them to save their lives.

“Did the tree look the same, back when you saw it?” he wanted to know from Kura a moment later, just as the words of the crow could be heard which caused him to furrow his brow once more. He had been right. He had been right about the girl. They were using her to watch Kura and him. He still wasn’t sure if they (The Warden and his “daughter”?) were simply looking through Ruari’s eyes, or if Ruari was not Ruari at all, but it was clear that Audrae had something to do with it. Secrecy and Shadows were two of her domains.

And besides that, there might be a second or even a third watcher involved. He remembered the conversation with Llyr again – his lover had worried about how Sintra might be using her spiders in order to spy on him. Maybe, her daughter was using one of her crows in order to listen now, although it remained to be seen which side Labrae was on. The Mortalborn of Crows would have to wait for now though. Ruari had priority. Chuckles had said that he couldn’t see what she was, that she was hidden.

As he looked at the girl again, wondering how she would react to Phelan, he noticed that she was following their conversation, in a way that was entirely out of character for a child of two arcs. She smiled at him, and then her nose suddenly started to bleed, but she seemed to be entirely unaware of it. Something was not right. At all. She needed to be dealt with, but he realized that he could not discuss anything with Kura, lest they listened again.

“I will take a look at the child myself. Trust me”, he only said to her and made his way over to Ruari, who was sitting there so calmly and quietly, despite the blood on her face, removing a handkerchief from a pocket as he did so. Audrae played a part now – she was deceiving people and double-crossing them – and she had played a part back then. She – and her siblings – had been involved in the battle at Treid’s Tomb. What he had done there would forever be his biggest regret, but he had brought something back with him.

Something that might keep the watcher from watching any further, at least for a while.

“Ru”, he spoke, softening his voice as he handed the handkerchief to her before he quickly slipped U’frek’s necklace around her neck. It rendered the wearer invisible to dangerous spirits and Shadow Creatures, and what were Audrae and the Daughter, if not creatures of shadow? “I have something for you. This will keep you safe. Don’t ever take it off, do you understand me? Do it for Kura and for your Hat”, he added. He had not lied. If Ru was Ru and only being manipulated, she needed to be kept safe.

Provided that nothing unforeseen happened, he proceeded to join the Albarech once more. He did not raise his voice again though but produced his notebook instead and gestured for her to take a look. They wouldn’t know what kind of effect U’frek’s necklace had right away. It would be better to be cautious. For that reason, he relayed what he had learned about Ruari to the Albarech in written form rather than simply talking to her, his pen moving across the paper quickly.

“When you asked your familiar to check on Ruari, I saw something. I’m not sure if you did as well. Ruari followed our conversation closely. When I whispered to you, she smiled, and then her nose started to bleed, but she did not seem to be aware of it. The necklace was a gift from U’frek. It renders the wearer invisible to certain spirits, familiars and shadow creatures, but we won’t know if it works right away. I asked the university to investigate Audrae. She seems to have appeared to Ruari when she was held captive in Slag’s Deep. While he was with her, Hart couldn’t see Ruari. They are using her to spy on us, if she actually is Ruari. What do you suggest that we do?”

He was not sure if it would be better to keep an eye on Hart’s daughter, and make sure that the necklace stayed on, or send her away, to some sort of secure location, but in any case, something needed to be done – and soon.

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Chuckles:

Doran had asked Chuckles how he had been able to tell what Kura and he were because he had hoped that his answer would provide him with further clues as to his nature – Chuckles played an important part, and thus he considered it to be prudent to find out more about him – but the flame entity seemed to have trouble understanding them.

Still, he would not give up so soon. Chuckles had not been able to answer that question, or the one about whose Mortalborn the Beast had been, but he had provided them with an important clue regarding Ruari, and another piece of the puzzle. “Why is it called the Song Tree?” he asked. “What are soul and song? And do you know about such a creature?” he asked, sharing Arlo’s description of the Skeeterwampulus with him. Arlo’s story had made it sound as if it was just as old as Chuckles – and the creature.

“Do you remember anything about a previous battle here, for balance or destruction, and a great monster that fell into the sea?” he asked. Chuckles had been guarding the ScalvFlame for a very long time, longer than the Immortals had existed. It was not entirely impossible that he had witnessed some of the events that the carvings on Immortal’s Tongue depicted – and that he knew something about things that only constituted legends to others. Why had it not occurred to him to ask him earlier?

A part of him was worried that Kura and he might already be testing Chuckles’ patience, that he might get tired of answering their questions soon, and thus he watched him for any signs of frustration, so that he would be able to stop, and apologize.

Chuckles had mentioned fire and ice and song and soul and a flame of four which was why he sent another message through the Diris, to whoever people he was still capable of reaching, “The ScalvFlame is a flame of four. That could mean that there need to be four in each group in order to release the Induks. Keep in mind what I previously said. Stay together, if you can”, he added because that couldn’t be said often enough in his opinion. It was of course possible that he might be wrong, and one or two people were enough, but warning the groups not to split up again was a good idea in any case.

It was just then that something occurred to him. Chuckles had mentioned “soul”. Famula was the Immortal of Souls. She was Audrae’s, Lisirra’s, Sintra’s and Moseke’s sister. At least three of them had played a part during the battle at Treid’s Tomb. At least three of them – and the children of the fourth played a part now. For a moment, he wished that Faith Augustin were there – she would without a doubt have been able to provide them with important information – and a moment later, he turned to Kura again, furrowing his brow.

“It’s also about Sintra, or her daughter Labrae, at least”, he told the Albarech, quickly leafing through one of the books from the university in order to verify something. “There is a crow here. It’s watching us. Labrae is the Mortalborn of Crows. All of Cierel’s descendants might be involved in fact, Audrae, Moseke, Famula, Sintra and Lisirra. I’m not sure which part Famula – or Sintra and her daughter Labrae play yet though. We already know about Sintra’s son, Woe”, he remarked. Eventually, he moved away from her again though. There was something that he needed to investigate, and there were several messages that he needed to send, quite urgently.

The Reports

“I’d appreciate that”, Doran remarked when Jacien mentioned sending feelers out to Egilrun before he approached the array of Diris in order to send messages to both Woe and Oram. “There are rumours of Slag’s Deep having white sand. Do you know anything about that? I found out about Drainglass, a glass that drains ether – all kinds of ether, including divine ether. It seems to be manufactured in large quantities”, he added before he proceeded to send a separate message to Sintra’s son.

“It seems as if your sister Labrae might be involved. What kind of motives could she have? What kind of interest could she have in Hart’s daughter and the current conflict?” he wanted to know. He would ask the people from the university about Labrae as well later on, but it made sense to also contact her brother. It was possible that he knew more about her.

His wondering about Drainglass eventually made him investigate the matter of magic further. It would be impossible to build something with Drainglass in the limited amount of timethat they had, but there was something else. There were more than just two kinds of ether. Emean ether was, possibly, separate from divine ether which prompted him to ask Professor Saffie Realmis, “Can you try and find out if people are still capable of dreaming? Are a dreamwalker’s abilities affected by this at all?”

His answer might give him further insight into what was going on, but Dreamwalking might also constitute an alternative, a last resort if everything else failed, and they lost the war. Since Llyr had initiated him an arc and a half earlier, he had become proficient enough to take others to Emea with him, to Escort. Travelling through Emea was wrought with danger, but if the situation escalated – which was definitely a possibility, considering the situation in Ishallr – the world of dreams might be safer than the waking world, regardless.

If everything else failed, he might at least be able to save a few.

As long as there was a chance, he would be hopeful though, because there was no other way for him to be. Every question that was answered led to new questions, but he found that encouraging. It meant that they were making progress. He just needed to make sure that their research was progressing quickly enough. With that thought in mind, he turned to Professor Fridson and the rest of the group again.

“We need to find out why Audrae tricked the Warden – and how”, he told them. “And we need to find out more about Labrae – and her grandmother Cierel. Cierel’s children played a part as well. Do you know anything about her and why she and the other Originals died, Professor Fridson? In which way could they be involved? Could Famula play a part as well?” he asked and rubbed his forehead slightly as he wondered what he was missing. He had the feeling that he was lacking important information, but he wasn’t sure what it was.

“Who was the Warden’s daughter’s mother?” he suddenly asked and looked at all of them in turn. “Nobody ever asked who she was before. Why did nobody ever consider the mother, if there was a mother and not just more trickery? Is there a connection to Audrae or Cierel’s other descendants in that regard? Is or was the mother a descendant of Cierel?” he wanted to know. Had nobody but him ever thought about the other parent? Children normally didn’t just appear out of thin air. How could it be that nobody had wondered about the mother before?

Had he been surrounded by fools?

“Let’s see if we can find anything out about that and the Skeeterwampulus that Arlo Creede mentioned”, he told them. It was a legend, but every legend contained a grain of truth, and Arlo Creede had reported seeing the creature on Ishallr.

“U’frek’s compass”, he spoke a moment later. “The Scaltoth group has found an entrance, and steps. Could that be the tunnel to Pyke, or is it a safer way to the Induk? Where is U’frek’s compass being kept?” he wanted to know from Professor Fridson. He would never approve of people desecrating a grave, but U'frek's compass might be of use regardless.

He still had the feeling that he was lacking important, possibly vital, information, apart from what kind of role Cierel’s descendants and the daughter’s mysterious mother had played, but he did not dwell on that.

Instead, he turned to the remaining reports, including Oram Mednix’ map that he decided to take a look at first of all. As he did so, he realized that the lines from Faldrass, Ishallr, Sweetwine and Scaltoth all went towards the mountain. They converged on one point, where the “Death Forged” – which he knew what Vega Creede was called – had met Chuckles.

“The four places with the Induks lead to one place in the mountains, the place where Vega met Chuckles”, he said and gestured for Kura to join him because she needed to hear this as well. “Xiur mentioned a cork and what will happen if the cork pops. The triangle that you see here is that cork, I think. It keeps everything in place, and secure. There are four once more, four places, four Induks, four members in every group, a flame of four – and ice and fire, song and soul. There are always four”, he murmured and shook his head. Elisabeth’s situation was quite concerning. How on Idalos would they be able to save her if there was no way to contact the group and advise them – and what did her fate mean as far as releasing the Induks was concerned?

Ishallr didn’t seem to be capable of handling the situation on their own. Darius Baer was still alive, against his expectations, but he wasn’t sure if blindly following that tiger deeper into the caves was a good idea, especially if the other members of his group were not with him.

It was just as he was about to wonder if Ishallr was lost that he remembered the Elements that had accompanied the group to the island again. He couldn’t reach the Diri, but there might yet be a way to contact them. With that thought in mind he approached Jacien who he knew possessed an Echo Scroll and asked, “Could you send a message to the Elements that accompanied the Ishallr group via your Echo Scroll? Elisabeth Angelus is in grave danger. They need to check on her. If she is unable to continue, if she’s injured or dead, one of the Elements needs to help free the Induk instead of her. The number four plays an important part. Three people might not be enough. There might have to be four.”

Having said that, he turned to the last report – he had requested that people research the mist further.

There was, once again, a connection to the battle at Treid’s Tomb, Oscillus and the Shadowbeasts – and his deepest regret. Mist had come with the Shadowbeasts in 716, and mist had surrounded Scalvoris three centuries prior when Enri Von Smooglenuff had saved the children. He had told them about a creature called the Smooglenuff that fought the bad people. Mist was present again now, mist that seemed to be impenetrable at times.

There was only one difference, the teleportation and the color changing.

Audrae had been on the opposite side in 716. She had double-crossed Lisirra and fought Qylios. She was double-crossing people again now, keeping secrets and deceiving. She had manipulated Qylios’ son. He had already asked people to research Audrae and her siblings further, so, he decided to focus on the mist instead. He knew about Enri Von Smooglenuff. He knew his story, but for the first time, he was at a loss regardless. He did not know how he could use what he knew about Enri to help Scalvoris.

The situation was not hopeless though. There was always hope. He didn’t know what to do with the information that he had gotten about the mist and Enri – but there was someone that knew, without a doubt, someone that he only had to reach somehow and ask for help.

When he had first started to research, he had thought that Xiur had a daughter, Violunne, but he had discovered that “Mrs. Violunne Guffone” was, likely, an anagram for “Enri Von Smooglenuff”. Enri had had a son, Xad who had never met his grandfather. At one point, a family friend named Richard had almost been introduced as Enri’s father though. Richard had been the name that Xiur had used during the Mummer’s Ball in Rharne, when they had danced together, before he had revealed who he really was.

It was possible, even highly likely, that Enri Von Smooglenuff was a Mortalborn of Xiur, and that he was thus still alive. He had already survived a couple of centuries, after all. Enri would be able to help them, provided that they managed to find him in time, and the best person to ask about Enri’s whereabouts was …

… his father.

“Xiur”, he spoke and knelt down, just like he had knelt in front of the Immortal in Rharne, when he had asked him to let him serve, like he should have served him all along, his head bent in utter reverence. “By the light of your stars, there is something that I need your help with, a problem that I finally cannot solve on my own. Mist surrounds Scalvoris now. Mist already surrounded Scalvoris three centuries ago, but your son saved the children. He protected the island. Xiur, if there is any way for you to reach Enri Von Smooglenuff, if he is still alive, could you let him know that we need him, that all of Scalvoris needs him, and hope, and that it is in danger once more?”

“I would be eternally grateful if he came to us and helped us”,
he added just as another thing occurred to him. He didn’t know if Xiur listened, and if he would answer, but he decided to give it a try, nevertheless. He was hopeful. He would always be hopeful, no matter what, because life was nothing without hope. “When we met in Viden, you mentioned the daughter, and that her father, Qylios’ son, was desperate and without hope. Nobody ever mentioned the mother though. Do you know who she is?” he wanted to know. He had asked the university to investigate, but the girl’s uncle might know more.

He believed in being proactive – in his opinion, hope was something that you could and should work on – rather than kneeling, saying a few words and expecting the Immortals to provide because of it - but there were some things that only the Immortals could help you with. This was, to a large part, about Xiur’s own family. There was no reason not to ask him; in fact, not asking his patron Immortal for help would be nothing short of foolish.

He said another prayer to Xiur, for hope, and for a light in the darkness – not because doing such might make Xiur more inclined to help, but because he truly believed, in Xiur and in what he stood for – before he rose to his feet again. He would not stand there and wait if Enri Von Smooglenuff would eventually walk through the temple’s door – provided that he was indeed still alive. There were approximately a hundred things that needed to be done and none of them could wait longer than a couple of moments.
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[Three Groups and Ruari

Ishallr was rapidly becoming a problem. They were losing communication with it, and everyone except maybe Praetorum was in danger. "Dozens of way to deal with ghost, but we can't do anythin' about it here with the Diri cut off. And no, I've never heard of a Skeeterwampulus." she said, before frowning slightly. "At least, i don't think I have. I've heard a lot of folklore type stories over the years, and I don't recall all of them anymore." she said, shaking her head. At Doran's suggestion, she nodded and looked at the Diri. "Communicate among yourselves, those who can since not all spirits can chat with each other, and keep each other up to date as well. It'll speed things up if something happens that affects all the groups." she said, her tone calm.

When asked about the tree, she shook her head. "When I was there, we didn't look inside the tree, we just closed the door. I got claws out of the deal, and there were giant smoking rabbits, and also a field that we were pretty certain was a trap, but at the end, it was just the door in the tree." she said, growling deeply. "We should have investigated that more closely. If we'd found that Induk that day, we could have freed the rest by now." she said, her self-irritation clear in her voice.

Then Hart went to go look at Ruari and came back with a not very encouraging report. She read it, then sent a mental command to Phelan through the mental link she had to the wolf. Phelan, at the command, curled about Ruari so he could keep a better eye on her. However, her answer to Doran's note was not that helpful. "Not sure yet. Give me a moment to think." it said.

Chuckles

She frowned as Chuckles introduced himself. They were trying to communicate, but the Spirit's mind workd inherently differently than theirs did. She'd run across similar instances before, but it never failed to be annoying. She did, however, catch something in Chuckles introduction. "Aren't those the elements that make up the Scalvflame? Are you part of the Scalvflame, or perhaps a vessel for it?" she asked, her tone curious. When he called her a wolf, though, she frowned again. Her mother was the wolf, but she herself was the owl. She suspected that he was speaking more in a sense that he saw her mother's power in her, fueling her own powers, rather than anything specific of to their Domains. Especially since her and Doran had referred to Ziell and Karem as "peace" and "wolf".

That thought gave her another idea, and she spoke up. "Those like us that came before. If we are Peace and Wolf, can you tell us who they were?" she asked, her tone intent. She was, truthfully, becoming very frustrated. She knew that Chuckles had information they needed, but he didn't know what they needed to know and they didn't know the right questions. So all they were doing was hoping to stumble upon the question they needed to ask. It was a messy, unfocused hunt, and she hated it. She liked her hunts clean and focused, and her enemies stupid and obvious.

When Doran started talking about Sintra and Labrae, Kura thought for a moment. "Sintra could be in this, but I doubt she's behind current actions. Too obvious for her, from understanding', nor do I see that she gains from the island sinkin' into the sea. Labrae, though..." she trailed off, glancing at Ruari and then the crow. "That could be helpful, if she's on our side in any way." she said, her tone thoughtful, as a plan started to come together.

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The animals first, and Kura could see that things were definitely off. But she couldn't quite put it together at first. Then, after a moment, she let out a huff. "Peace. Animals are focused on safety, they isolate themselves or group up, as their nature commands, for safety. No violence either." she muttered, then picked up some meat from their supplies and stepped over to one of the Air Elements. "Take this, go see if a Sohr Kahl or an Enormowl will eat it, then let me know." she said, her tone calm. If they would eat pre-killed meat and not the still-living prey animals, then she could send that to the animal handlers. And then stay very far out of the way when her mother found out Ziell was messing with the natural order of the world and got pissed off about it.

Then there was Cornell and the tunnels. "These people are makin' me very tired. Scout the tunnels, but get another group together to follow the first in case we don't hear from them." she said, her tone irritated. Then she thought for a moment, and shook her head. "And while I'm piling jobs on you, which I do apologize for, make sure Brandel is still around and okay." she said. She didn't suspect that her predecessor was working with the bad guys, but was rather more worried that he'd been targeted. At Jacien's suggestion, though, she turned to Spirit Array. "To Woe and Oram, do either of you have any information on a special White Sand. It looks like the Warden has been importing it from Egilrun." she said, her tone calm.

When Doran called her over, she stepped over to the group and listened to what he had to say. "Four members in every group is somethin' of a coincedence. Everyone originally wanted to go Ishallr, after all." she said, before shaking her head. "Though it does look like the justification I used for that might have more weight than I realized. When that bit of briefing was done, Kura thought for a moment, then decided to take a bit of a risk.

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After thinking about Ruari and the descendants of Cierel for a moment, Kura sighed, then walked over to the crow and looked up at it, hoping she wasn't about to either make a full of herself or make a mistake. She felt justified in the risk, though, since she couldn't see that Sintra or Labrae benefited at all from Scalvoris sinking into the sea or otherwise getting destroyed, and Labrae might know what was wrong with Ruari and how to fix it, and more importantly, if and how the Warden's daughter might be saved.

So, she spoke to the crow. "Labrae, if that's you or if you're watchin', we might need your help. Someone, quite possibly Audrae or somethin' older, seems to be possessin' or otherwise controllin' or inhabitin' children. Bein' who you are, you might be our best bet at savin' them, and we'll owe you a fair bit if you help us at that." she said, skirting giving the outright support of Scalvoris to an immortal kidnapper and manipulator. They may need Labrae, if Kura was right about the Scarecrow's motives, but there was only so much she was prepared to give an actual villain.
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"Well, well, well, we have something of a situation here, "

He walked into the Glass Temple, and he looked around at them. "Time is of the essence, I know, " Delroth said and he smiled at them, benevolently. "So, I'll be succinct. My beloved servant has just claimed as his own one of the entrances to where the Induks are. The Induk Sweetwine, to be exact" Stepping forward the impossibly handsome man gazed around.

"He did it using an ability I granted him. And thus, it is now mine." His eyes darted to Jacien who had not moved that anyone there saw. "Tut, tut. No heroics today. Don't you know that little Bao made a wish, and Hart granted it and now, there is peace. Which is good, because things seem to be going rather badly for you all right now." He paused, just for dramatic effect and strode in.

"Ishallr are separated, one is inside the caves, the others outside. Currently, they're having trouble with their clothes and everyone seems to be fussing rather a lot and achieving not very much." Grandiously, he sighed. "A shame." He shrugged slightly. "And then, there is Sweetwine. The Induk of Sweetwine, trapped beneath a place I own. I inhabit."

Steepling his fingers together, Delroth looked at Kura and Doran. "Daughter of Karem. Son of Ziell. You are up shit creek and you have no paddle."

He let that sink in for a moment.

"I will - for a price - do two things. I will allow you access to the tree in Sweetwine, and I'll get rid of that pesky ghost for you so that your special snowflakes on Ishallr can stop worrying about fashion and start focusing on what's important." he smiled. Benevolently.

"And the price? Well. That's easy. I've always rather fancied Ilaren's set up in Rharne. Or, as it transpires, Saoire's, here." Nodding. "Every temple on Scalvoris becomes a temple to me. I reside here, and the populace worship me - above all others - as their benefactor and saviour." He gave it a moment to let it sink in.

"No negotiation. No discussion. Yes, or I leave and you can find another way in to Sweetwine." With a smile of pure, unadulterated confidence, he added. "There isn't one. But you'll get to die trying, yes? Won't that be wonderful."

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Delroth:
When she gave her answerIn order to ensure that the groups are not all paused for a week, I've been given Kura's answer IC which she will put into her post.
"No. You may be able to do all you claim, but you are Greed and Vanity, and therefore given to exaggeration and dishonesty. The people of Scalvoris are my responsibity and I'll not sell them to the servitude of a fickle magpie who, demonstrably, has no regard for their well being. Though, when this is all over, I'm sure Chrien will be ever so appreciative of your willingness to let her mothers grave be destroyed."

Then she'll turn to Stan and the Air Deputy as a thought occurs to her. (Skipping her thought processes)

"Stan, pray to Saoire for aid, if you would. And we'll send a message to her school asking her aid in the mundane fashion. It's her aid we need, and I'm a fool for not asking it at the start."
to him, Delroth smiled. "Foolish child," he said and shook his head. "Scalvoris or your pride? I will make the same offer to Saoire and what do you think she will say?" His expression was amused as he gazed at Kura. "And when she steps aside for the good of all Scalvoris, I will remember you. All three."

And, with that, the Immortal of Vanity left the building.


The Three Groups (five groups):

Ishallr: Outside the cave
The situation remains where the Diris can see what's going on, but they can't communicate with Darius and Arlo. This means that you see exactly what is going on - but can not communicate. The Elements however, use their Echo Scroll to inform Kura also and to receive reports and instructions.

Summary:
Elisabeth still hasn't changed her clothes - continues to be attacked by the ghost, who she's trying to talk to. Praetorum cast magic on her, and that caused a mixing of energies in a swirling vortext which has burned Elisabeth and seemed to "suck in" the ghost. Then, nightmare creatures seemed to form around Praetorum, but were also sucked in. Arlo has found an "X" on a map he has and is heading towards it - but it is up a very sheer cliff face and is highly dangerous.

Ishallr: Inside the cave
Darius and the tiger have made some sort of friendship. The symbol on the tiger's foreheadImage is seen by Darius' Diri.

Summary:
Darius has put a rope around the tiger and it's leading him. He's found some statues, rather like the ones reported previously. The tiger seems keen to stay still, now that they've reached the statues.

Scaltoth
They've gone down - but there's been a lot of information discovered and passed on. Labrae is helping them - it seems. Hart is also concerned about Ru and who Ru is. He imparts all the information about the Warden and his time in the Vault with Ru.

Summary They've gone down into the ruins. There's a maze there, but they've found their first stone.

Sweetwine: -1
They've been separated from Kalortah. Delroth has told you about that - they've met a fairy by the name of Mildred who is offering them cake and transformation. The fairy Mildred is clear that there is another way to the Induk, but it's via being a fairy.

Summary It's closed. Delroth happened. There's a fairy called Mildred offering to turn them into fairies to help Sweetwine.

Chuckles:
"The Song of Sweetwine" Chuckles explained again not really seeming to understand that it was not obvious. "It plays the song of Sweetwine. Sweetwine is a song, don't you hear it?" As for the Skeeterwampulus, Chuckles nodded. "It is a dream brought alive by the rip" Chuckles didn't seem frustrated at all. He was happy to answer questions. "Monster that fell into the sea? No. I have not heard of that." He gave a smile. "Yes!" He said to Kura, then he nodded. "Vega is Turmoil and Arlo is Adventure," he said. "The one they called The Beast, in the ships - he was Shadow" He tilted his head. "Is that what you mean?"

The Glass Temple:
Doran moved over to Ru and he started to tend to her. The child looked up at him and then he gave her the necklace he had earned at Oscillus. As he slipped the necklace around her neck, Ru's expression changed. She looked up at him and she started to cry. Terrified, she looked around and she descended into what could only be described as hysterics. She was confused and not at all lucid. She talked about the "bad lady" and the "shadows" she was terrified of monsters in those shadows. Flinging her arms around his neck, she sobbed. Eventually after she had been calmed down sufficiently, she held on to Phelan and she whimpered and sniffled.

oocYou probably don't get to write the note - but her behaviour is much more herself now

When Doran asked about Dreamwalking, it would take a few moments - but at the end of that time he found out that Dreamwalking seemed to be unaffected.

And then, Doran asked about The Girl's mother. Stan frowned, and considered it. They researched, they looked. While they did, Professor Fridson answered his question about U'frek's compass. "It was stolen, some time ago." He said. "Three arcs, now. We didn't advertise it." Doran prayed and he asked for help but none came - at least not directly. However, Stan spoke up.

"Professor?" He said. "You said the name Enri? I've got a book by someone called Snoone von Rimgluffe with a dedication to Enri and Violunne. It's a story book, though." He instructed one of the people there where to get it from, while they did Stan explained. "It's about a child - a girl called Warde. Her mother is Shadow and her grandmother Light. That's all they're named. Shadow is planning to use her, the girl Warde, to gain power over the light, to diminish it. Her father, he's Light's son. Light was tricked to make a promise not to interfere, and that turned her son against her." Stan - who was not in receipt of all the information, asked just as the Element brought the book. It was written in handwriting that Doran recognised. "It's just a story though, that's not what you mean, is it?"

Labrae:
The crow looks at Kura and nods its head. "The trinket worked. She was shrouded in Shadow. She is no more. I will help you with the children, if you wish it. You will owe me a great debt if I do." The crow couldn't smile. But it could sound like it was. "I can see to it, if you wish it?" After all - Kura had said they might need her help, and Labrae wasn't falling into the trap of giving it without agreeing that Kura had asked for it.

The Reports:
Current Statesince you had three hours, there are things you are finding out now IC which you probably would have earlier on in terms of IC time. So, if things seem to get done very quickly here, that's why, it's because I'll assume they started before of Reports:
1. Weather ~ situation ongoing ~ current status peak efficiency
No change.

2. Animals ~ situation ongoing ~ current status getting there!
Animals will eat pre-killed meat.

3. The Towns ~ situation CLOSED ~ current status peak efficiency
No change in status.


4. The Tower, Immortals Tongue etc. ~ situation CLOSED ~ current status peak efficiency
No change in status.
People have been dispatched to find out about Watch. That will take time.

5. Magic.~ situation ongoing ~ current status more to discover
Doran is correct - if Drainglass was put together appropriately - he thinks it might be able to be used to syphon ether, like a ghost syphons life force. But it would be a very involved process and to be sure he'd have to try - but it would take weeks of work.

6. Egilrun ~ situation ongoing ~ current status needs attention
Tunnels etc - exploration sent out. Will take time.

7. The Sparrow. ~ situation ongoing ~ current status needs attention
No information on white sand yet.


8. The Rangers ~ situation ongoing ~ current status peak efficiency
No change.

9. The University ~ situation ongoing ~ current status peak efficiency
No change in status.

9a: Audrae
You have all the information on Audrae in the wiki. Anything further will need direct questioning- but I'm good with being asked in Discord. :)


9b: Mist
No change.

10. The Order of the Adunih / Isonomia. ~ situation ongoing ~ current status peak efficiency
No change in status

The place was busy with people moving in and out. Stan is there, but will make himself scarce if needed.

NPCs you now have access to:
Professor Tag Fridson from the Institute of Metaphysics - knowledgeable on magic, unusual phenomena, Originals, Immortals.
Professor Saffie Realmis.
Rose - the librarian.
Four x members of the Order of the Adunih
Stan

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When the Albarech declined Delroth’s offer, Doran could not help but wonder if Scalvoris had just been doomed. She was likely right about Delroth. He seemed like a rather fickle being, and his willingness to let Fei’s grave be destroyed was concerning, but at the same time, he didn’t give him the impression of being someone who liked being denied. They couldn’t have made all of the people of Scalvoris worship Delroth – although they would likely have been more inclined to do so after he had helped save them – but still, the door in the tree would remain closed now, and the ghost was still there.

There was, he decided, no point in wondering what could have been, and if Delroth’s offer should have been handled at least slightly differently. What had happened, had happened. Delroth had been wrong in two regards though. He would not die trying. He would not die. Even when he had stabbed Xiur in Oscillus which had become his biggest regret, he had not thought about death, about some sort of martyrdom, but been determined to live. He intended to live until Idalos itself turned to dust. Delroth had also been wrong about the special snowflakes. Did he honestly expect him to continue to rely on people that had screwed up so badly before they had even gotten close to the Induks? Did he take him for a fool?

He was just about to formulate an alternative plan when the newest reports reached the Glass Temple. When he learned what the group on Ishallr had done now, the son of Ziell couldn’t help but shake his head.

“I told them that magic doesn’t work properly before. I told them that they should be careful”, he muttered. “And yet, that Ithecal did not only use his magic, he actually put a rune on Elisabeth - without testing it on himself first.”

It baffled him that the people of Scalvoris – and the Immortals themselves – continued to rely on a bunch of random heroes rather than on experienced military personnel. But then again, maybe Praetorum had tried to sabotage the mission on purpose. Very few things about that conflict were as they had seemed at first. It did not seem entirely impossible that there might be more than one spy. Before he had the opportunity to wonder where Praetorum’s true allegiances might lie, or if someone was manipulating him, there were yet more concerning things to deal with though. It almost seemed as if …

“According to the report, that nightmare creatures formed around Praetorum after he cast his rune”, he informed Kura. “Praetorum’s magic had the kind of consequences that it would normally only have had in Emea. It seems as if there is a breach between Emea and Idalos. The Originals were connected to Emea and possibly came from there. Is it just the Grand Fracture of Fei that has this effect though or are we dealing with a much worse problem on top of it?” he wondered.

“If the Elements are still with them, they need to inform them about this”, he decided, frowning in a very obvious fashion as he learned more about Elisabeth Angelus’ actions – or rather, her inaction. When he had met the young woman in Rharne, he had seen potential in her. Apparently, he decided, he had been wrong though – or maybe, Balthazar Black’s insanity had rubbed off on her. It sounded as if she was not only close to death now; they might also be dealing with a case of possession. He had met Sybil Malach when they had been possessed by an Empty. He knew about the tavern in Viden.

It sounded as if they wanted to bring Elisabeth into the Glass Temple - with a powerful and potentially very dangerous ghost inside of her. He was aware that most decisions were up to the Albarech, but he would not allow that to happen, at least not if he could help it.

“Send for someone who knows how to perform an exorcism”, he told whoever was in charge of such things. “Albarech”, he continued in a serious tone of voice and turned to Kura. “Elisabeth might be bringing the ghost of Gambit’s Gate with her. I would strongly advise against letting her into the temple before the ghost is removed, especially since we don’t have its anchor, but treat her at a different location. She could endanger all of us. We have specialists from the Order of the Adunih that will be able to meet her and hopefully stabilize her, provided that she arrives in Scalvoris Town alive”, he told her.

“If the exorcism is successful, the rune has been dealt with, and she is stabilized, she could be transferred to a hospital for specialized care”, he continued. “If her state is less concerning than it seems to be, she might be able to receive treatment here after the exorcism, but I’d strongly suggest that you have someone guard her at all times in that case. At this point, I do not trust her not to accidentally doom us all if she is allowed to do as she pleases. Furthermore, I would strongly advise against sending Balthazar Black to Ishallr. I would not trust a man who impales his own hand for fun and views necromancy in a positive light – as a Blessed of Vri. You received my statement, prior to his trial”, he reminded her rather than launching into some sort of rant.

That would be unnecessary and a waste of time. The Albarech was aware of Balthazar Black’s various questionable statements as well as his misdeeds.

There was only so much he would be willing to do for Elisabeth Angelus. He would prefer if nobody died, because death was the end of all hope, but he would not risk dooming a million people because of a foolish young woman. Scalvoris was more important than Elisabeth. Some people would without a doubt not like it, but it was a fact.

There was just one more thing that he pointed out, because what had happened to Elisabeth reminded him of a part of the story that Vega had told him, although he wasn’t sure what exactly it meant yet, Something similar happened to Mrs. Creede.”

Having said that, he focused his attention on Sweetvine again. The door in the tree had closed again due to that Avriel’s actions, but a fairy had appeared and made an offer. He had little doubt that those people would trust her blindly – and maybe Mildred’s offer was their way out – but he would not be so naïve. He was about to ask the researchers to try to find out more about fairies, and if they were generally trustworthy, when he realized that the information would reach what was left of the Sweetwine group too late. By the time he had more information, they might have forged ahead.

Again.

And considering their previous actions, he could not trust them not to make things worse.

Again.

He frowned for a moment, before he turned to the Albarech and informed her in a cool and matter-of-fact tone of voice, “Ishallr and Sweetwine have made grave mistakes and ignored life-saving advice. If they are allowed to continue, they might doom Scalvoris for good, if they haven’t done so already. I previously suggested replacing Miss Angelus with an Element. In light of those new developments, I consider it more prudent to replace at least the Avriel and the Ithecal Praetorum as well, due to his failure to pay heed to our advice and his life-threatening use of magic and send them home – and inform the teams immediately. The other non-essential team members in the Sweetwine Woods could also be replaced in my opinion. It could be a good idea if the Cadouri Bao continued to stay though as it is due to his actions that we have peace”, he pointed out, furrowing his brow.

“Furthermore, we should have a backup team for every team on site in case more people fall - and keep in mind that we might need four people to release the Induks. Scaltoth seems to have been reasonably successful so far, but a backup team for them might still be advised in my opinion”, he added because what they had done needed to be mentioned as well. They deserved a small compliment.

“It would be a good idea to let the FireForged and their Diri stay, due to their previous experience with the Induk on Faldrass and so that we will be able to communicate with the teams more easily, but Ishallr and Sweetwine should listen to the Elements from now on, if possible”, he continued. “Darius Baer’s decision to walk into an unfamiliar cave alone was questionable in my opinion. In the few moments since they intervened, the Elements displayed more common sense than most of Ishallr and Sweetwine combined”, he remarked and paused briefly, thinking, before he decided, “I would also suggest that Arlo Creede stay on Ishallr. His knowledge would be invaluable, if we can keep the other team members from just forging ahead. The statues that Mister Baer found resemble the ones that Mister Creede mentioned”, he spoke, in order to explain why Arlo Creede’s advice might be important.

“Furthermore, I would suggest giving each and every team – or every team member an Echo Scroll as Diri communication is impaired at times”, he decided. “That would give us an alternative means of contacting them. I can have someone procure Echo Scrolls, if you decide to agree to my suggestion”, he offered before he said one more thing. Even with new teams, success would not be assured. There would still be a barrier of mist in Ishallr, unless the X that Arlo had found turned out to be another way into the caves. The door in the tree would still be closed, and it was not entirely impossible that those fools would refuse to go home and decide to argue. “No matter what happens, I would suggest preparing an evacuation plan in the coming trials. We might still be able to save something if worse comes to worst. There is an alternative to success and destruction, a third option. My father gave us peace”, he pointed out. There were, at least usually, more than two options, and there was always a new hope.

Most people just never considered it.

“It would take three breaks to send Elements to Ishallr and Sweetwine”, he conceded. “But it might save all of us. We still have almost eight trials. That should be enough time.”

“And now”,
he spoke once he had turned away and towards his fellow researchers, a serious expression on his face. “Help me find out more about the fairies, please – and the maze”, he added, remembering the report from Scaltoth.

The information would likely arrive too late for Sweetwine, but someone might still benefit from it – especially Kura agreed to his suggestion and decided to send the Elements. He would make sure that they had the information that some of the current teams had, perhaps willfully, ignored, including on what had been reported on the ice caves.

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Chuckles

Doran had been worried that Kura’s and his continued questions might irritate Chuckles, but the flame entity seemed to be quite happy to talk to them which was at least a small relief and a minor positive development after all the bad news that he had received.

When he heard what Chuckles said, about a dream brought alive by the rip, he could not help but furrow his brow regardless though. He had been wrong, he realized. He had been wrong again. This was not just about a monster that was trapped under Scalvoris.

This might be much bigger – and much more dangerous.

“I told you that we are dealing with a breach between Emea and Idalos before”, he reminded the Albarech, having decided to ponder what this new realization meant in more detail later on. “Mrs. Creede is a Mortalborn of Faldrun, and Mr. Creede is a Mortalborn of Cassion. That means that the Beast was a Mortalborn of Audrae”, he concluded.

Audrae played a part in 718 as well”, he told Kura. “She was involved in some of the most important events of the last centuries, including the battle at Treid’s Tomb. She was the one who took Treid’s heart and hid it, and she was present in Oscillus”, he added in case she wasn’t aware of that.

He was not usually prone to using swearwords, but by Xiur, he couldn’t help but wonder what exactly that bitch wanted – and how they would be able to keep her from getting it.

Labrae

Sintra’s daughter had given them useful information so far, the son of Ziell decided, as he listened to the crow’s words – without her, it would have taken him much longer to figure out that there was a connection to Cierel, for example - but he could not help but be slightly suspicious of her, nevertheless.

What Llyr had told him about her mother and her deeds came to his mind once more.

For that reason, he told Kura, “It is possible that Labrae is on our side, or on her brother’s side - or at least not on Audrae’s side - but I would advise you to tread with nothing but utter caution, nevertheless, just like before”, he spoke, referring to their brief encounter with Delroth.

The Glass Temple

Doran had half-expected that Ru was gone, and that someone or something else was inhabiting her body now, and thus he froze for a moment, when the child suddenly started to cry. A moment later, when she looked around, so terrified, flung her arms around his neck and sobbed, the expression on his face softened considerably though, and he held her tightly, hoping that his presence would provide at least a little bit of comfort.

“It’s over, Ru”, he told her in a gentle tone of voice. “I won’t let the shadow lady or the monsters get you”, he assured her and stroke her. When she had calmed down again sufficiently, he let go of her though. He would make sure that the little girl lived, and that was something that was best accomplished by continuing his research.

With that thought in mind, he stepped away from her – he would regularly look at her though, and fortunately, Kura’s familiar seemed to be guarding her as well now - but not without reminding her, “Keep the necklace on, Ru, do you understand?”

Ru’s worrying about the monsters that lurked in the shadows had made him think of something, and what he heard from the Scaltoth group and her father in particular confirmed it. “Stan”, he told the little Tunawa priest. “We need to make sure that the Glass Temple is as brightly lit as possible and that there are no shadows. Audrae might use them to spy on us. We need multiple sources of bright light, everywhere in the temple, and we need them now, in order to prevent the worst.”

While people researched The Girl’s mother, Doran turned to Professor Fridson again, a thoughtful and slightly irritated expression on his face. He had hoped that they might be able to use the compass, but apparently, someone had gotten it first. He was just wondering if Audrae was behind the theft as well when Stan showed him a book. He had prayed for Xiur’s son to help, but his help did not come in the form he had expected.

Just like in Viden, it came in the form of a book.

“That was exactly what I meant”, he told Stan. When the Tunawa explained what the story was about, his eyes lit up. He realized that he had just received one of the most important clues, perhaps, the one clue that he had been missing so far. He had been right.

The Girl was a descendant of Cierel and Fei - but not exactly in the way that he had thought.

“Thank you, Stan”, he said with sincere gratitude before he went looking for the Albarech again. He had already shared a couple of important pieces of information with her, but this here, he realized, might be the deciding factor – and change the course of the war. Up until now, he had not had an inkling of an idea as to the nature of Audrae’s deception.

“The Warden’s daughter”, he told Kura, unable to keep the urgency from his voice entirely. “Is not what we think she is. Up until now, we assumed that she is mortal, and that the Warden did what he did in order to ensure that she lived as long as he did. The children of a Mortalborn and a mortal only live a normal, mortal lifespan. The girl is not mortal though. Her mother is Audrae herself. She is the daughter of an Immortal and a Mortalborn and thus at least a Mortalborn herself, and possibly more powerful than any others of her kind due to who her parents are. She is not descended from one, but from two of the Originals. The Warden was deceived as far as his daughter’s true nature is concerned, and I wonder if he actually knows who his daughter’s mother is”, he continued before he stopped abruptly in order to quickly grab a book and verify something.

“I mentioned the battle at Treid’s Tomb before and that Audrae stole Treid’s heart”, he reminded her. “She believed that he knew why the Original Beings shattered. Audrae wants to rid the world of higher beings – including her fellow Immortals. She wants to rule herself and will stop at nothing to accomplish her goals. Only seven of the Originals are known by name, but there is a mysterious eighth Original, the Sorceress. I’m not sure if she plays a part here, but she is worth mentioning in my opinion”, he remembered his conversation with Professor Fridson a couple of trials earlier and produced the list that his colleague had given to him.

“If Audrae knew what caused the Originals to shatter, she could rule the Immortals. She could threaten them. She could cause them to shatter, just like their creators”, he told Kura. “The blood of the Originals is stronger in her daughter than it may be in any other Mortalborn – at least, I have never heard of a child being born to an Immortal and a Mortalborn before. Blood contains information, information that is sometimes passed down from generation to generation, secrets and memories, and power. I specialize in the study of blood. I have an ability that allows me to see memories, in a limited fashion”, he revealed, because Kura might be more inclined to believe him if she knew that his conclusion was based on facts rather than vague guesswork.

“Her daughter’s blood could give Audrae more information as to why the Originals shattered. I believe that this may also the reason why U’frek’s compass was stolen. Fei was a scientist. She likely knew things that others of her kind did not. If someone were to enter the fracture and find Fei’s final resting place ...” he spoke before his voice trailed off for a moment. He did not like this. Not at all. There was more though, another realization that was just as worrying as the first one, and for that reason, he did not dwell on the possibility of Audrae or her allies entering Fei’s grave for too long.

“The Immortals are not capable of hurting each other. Mortals can hurt them though – and so can Mortalborn. The girl is not a simple Mortalborn though. There is no guessing as to what someone like her is capable of. She could be able to hurt the Immortals in a way that nobody else can. And besides, Mortalborn tend to have domains that resemble their parents’. At least I do. My father can look into the future, and I can look into the past. A child that was born of both Light and Shadows?” he asked. He left that question unanswered. Kura would without a doubt be able to draw her own conclusions.

He knew that Mortalborn could hurt Immortals, without a doubt. He had nearly killed Xiur during the battle at Treid’s Tomb – the Immortal of Hope had only survived because others of his kind had come to his aid. He would always regret what he had done, deeply, but he might not have come to that important realization without it.

This here would be his chance to make amends. He would use what he had learned then to save Scalvoris and finally make things right, once and for all.

“Someone or something has consumed her soul though, if our information is correct”, he continued, coming to one worrisome conclusion after the other. “I previously believed that it was simply an ancient creature from the time of the Originals, but there is a breach between Emea and Idalos. Emeans appeared when Praetorum put the rune on Elisabeth. I already told you that the Originals might have come from Emea before. What if something else came from there as well, something powerful and dangerous that consumed the Warden’s daughter?”

“There may be things in Emea that we have never seen before”,
he remarked. “And Scalvoris may be one of the most important lines of defense”, he murmured which made saving the island even more important than it had been before. It was not just about a million people; it might very well be about the entire world which made him consider his suggestion of an evacuation plan again. Unfortunately, the teams messing up so badly that their mistakes could not be corrected anymore was a definite possibility though. They needed to double their efforts in light of this new information, but the worst-case-scenario needed to be kept in mind.

The Reports

Having spoken to Kura, Doran joined his fellow researchers again. “I have new information regarding Audrae”, he told Professor Fridson and shared what he had learned with his colleague before he spoke, “According to Xiur, the Warden swore an Oath, bound in blood, that he would protect his daughter. He was tricked into believing that he could make her life as long as his. That was not it though, not really. And besides, how can any Oath be so powerful that it puts even the Immortals at risk?” he wondered, aware that nobody might have an answer to that question.

Sometimes, just posing a question out loud could help though.

“You told me that the Immortals might have come from Emea. Do you have any idea what else could be there, in the depths of Emea, if there could be any creatures besides the one that appeared in Ishallr, creatures that are even older than the Originals, and immensely powerful? You also mentioned that there are seven Immortal families. What about the Sorceress though? Did she not create any Immortals? Is anything about her fate known?” he wanted to know. Knowing more about her might not be vital in regard to what was going on right now, compared to the information on Audrae, but she played some sort of part.

His thinking about Audrae subsequently made him recall another aspect of his previous conversation with Professor Fridson. Someone might be keeping information on the Originals scarce on purpose. Was Audrae behind that as well, or was there a connection to the eighth?

As he pondered those questions, and waited for the researchers to answer, or not, he took a look at the book that Stan had given him again. The identity of the girl’s mother had previously been unknown, but the book had revealed the truth. There might be some information on the Warden’s oath and the real reason for Audrae’s deception as well.

And there was one more thing …

“What is the Warden’s name?” he wanted to know. Nobody besides him had ever tried to find out who The Girl’s mother was. Was he also the only one who thought that the man’s name was not just “Warden”? What on Idalos was going through those people’s minds?

His thoughts about Audrae’s deception eventually caused him to approach Stan who had hopefully made sure that the Glass Temple was brightly lit by now once more. The Tunawa priest’s information had been incorrect. He had previously considered him to be a spy, but he wasn’t one. Still, there was a question that he felt the need to ask, especially after wondering if Praetorum had been manipulated, “Did anybody ever talk to you? Ru mentioned the shadow lady. Did anything unusual happen here?”

“Thank you for your help”,
he finally said, to both Xiur and Enri, because the book Stan had given to him had been a sign, hoping that he would be able to repeat those words to the man who he believed to be his patron’s son in person one trial, and exchange stories with him.
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When Delroth showed up, Kura let out a low growl. Then he made his "offer" for Scalvoris and Kura's eyes immediate turned bright gold with rage. Self-absorbed, idiocy like this was the kind of thing that made Kura increasingly jaded towards the Immortals, and right at the moment, she would have erased all traces of Delroth's existence from the fabric of reality if she could have, and been certain she had bettered the world by it. Since she couldn't remove the greedy seagull from the world, however, she bit back her immediate retort, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she re-opened them, she looked at the moronic pigeon and gave her reply. "No. You may be able to do all you claim, but you are Greed and Vanity, and therefore given to exaggeration and dishonesty. The people of Scalvoris are my responsibility and I'll not sell them to the servitude of a fickle magpie who, demonstrably, has no regard for their well bein'. Though, when this is all over, I'm sure Chrien will be ever so appreciative of your willingness to let her mothers grave be destroyed." she said, stopping just short of rolling her eyes at his response.

His attempt at a parting shot, however, did jog her brain into working properly. "Oh, I have been slow today." she muttered to herself as she turned to Stan. "Stan, pray to Saoire for aid, if you would. And we'll send a message to her school asking her aid in the mundane fashion. It's her aid we need, and I'm a fool for not asking it at the start." she said, dictating a quick message to Saoire's dream to delivered as fast as Mortally possible, that included what she had said to Delroth and why. She was not worried about Saoire agreeing to Delroth's idiotic terms, since Saoire was not one to promise what she couldn't deliver, nor was she a fool. But what she was, however, was the Immortal of Gateways, who could potentially be able to bypass the various barriers they were dealing with.

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Meanwhile, back with people who were at least trying to be helpful, Ishallr was increasingly falling apart, Sweetwine was trying to figure out how to get around the now non-existant door, and Scaltoth was actually doing all right. There was a fairy trying to get them on the right track, though, so that was nice. She did also get messages from Orma nd Woe, and she sighed. "We're not killin' her." she said to Woe's spirit before turning to Oram's. "Saoire is the Immortal of Gateways, and we're calling on her aid." she said, before looking at Doran as he made his suggestions. Before she could respond, however, Cally joined them.

The ghost had been around the Glass Temple, as she was never very far from Kura due to reasons of Anchoring and loyalty, and had been working on food preparation. "Both of you eat." she said, setting a tray with two bowls of stew on the table in front of them. "Also, I heard you talking about the ghost as I was comin' over. Exorcism may work, but havin' a body after bein' dead isn't somethin' the ghost is goin' to want to give up. If I may, I'll keep an eye on Elisabeth and her ghost. Bein' a ghost myself, I might be able to talk the ghost around if exorcism doesn't work." she said, her words coming out pretty much without pause for breath.

Kura thought for a moment, then nodded. "Probably a good idea. We'll be keepin' her away from the Glass Temple, though, until the ghost is under control." she said. Cally nodded, then went to go wait for Elisabeth to arrive. When the subject of Balthazar came up, she nodded. "Even without consideration of his mental state, I wouldn't be bringin' Balthazar in. He's got his own tasks at Haven to attend to, plus his admitted martial capabilities are literally useless in the current situation. And yes, Elisabeth will be guarded." she said.

When he suggested replacing the Ishallr and Sweetwine groups, however, she shook her head. "We can't recall Darius right now, Elisabeth is returning already, and there's no reason to recall Arlo." she said, before pausing and taking the Ishallr Elements scroll from Jacien and sending a message through it. "What I can do, however, is give Arlo complete control of the Ishallr group. Morever, I can have the Elements help him with his cliff climbing." she said, explaining what she had just wrote in the echo scroll. "On the other hand, the current status of the Sweetwine group is due to Delroth's interloper, not their own actions. And frankly, their slow pace is not a particular concern of mine at the moment. First it means they're less likely to stumble on to something stupid because they're rushin'. Second, we need Ishallr to go first anyway. Third, we have eight days." she said, her voice calm as she pulled out a chair and sat down.

"We can't, currently, retrieve Delroth's Avriel, and isn't it just so convienient that Delroth's thief just happens to screw over in a way that would Delroth try and force that "offer" of his. Praetorum we could replace, but getting a giant walking lizard on a mount it doesn't want to be on without force is pretty much impossible, and we can't use force right now." she said, picking up her bowl of stew. "The people that were brought to the temple were going to go get involved in all this no matter what we did, frankly, so I sent them out first to try and keep some control over them." she said, as she started to eat.

"However, now that we have the island as a whole more under control..." she said, before looking over at her Deputies and calling them over. "Get together the most reliable members of each of your branches. Not just in martial skill, but in investigative and problem solving skills. They'll be the second wave of investigators. Assemble them here, because if Saoire consents, she'll be able to get them in place faster than the Sohr Khal can." she said, her tone calm.

The Glass Temple

Doran's plan to free Ruari from possession or mind control or whatever worked out, and she started acting much more like a scared two year old. Phelan, for his part, wrapped himself around Ruari so she could cuddle him easier while some of the officials of the temple brought her some food and cleaned the blood off her, being careful not to take off the necklace. Kura, for her part, ordered some of the elements who were good at climbing to make sure the roof was illuminated enough that there was no pesky shadows in the corner up there.

When Doran started giving her his findings on the Warden's daughter, Kura nodded. "I'd been assuming the Daughter's body was a Mortal one, yes. I don't think the entity controlling her is, but that's another matter altogether. However, the presence of Mortalborn powers complicates things, since the strength and utility of Mortalborn powers can vary wildly. That said, I don't think Audrae will be able to harness Shattering by poking around in Fei's Grand Fracture. Yvithia, the Immortal of Intelligence, has researching the Shattering since it happened. It's part of the bad blood between her and Karem, apparently." she said, her tone thoughtful.

When he brought up the possibility of the creature possessing the daughter being Emean, she nodded. "That's a possibility. My understanding of Fractures is that they're essentially a hole in the fabric between Idalos and Emea, so something could have slipped through, potentially at the moment Fei Shattered." she said, a notable tenseness to her voice. She hated dealing with Emea, nothing there followed the rules and it was likely nothing that came out of it would follow the rules either.

Chuckles

When Doran made the same conclusions about the prior attacks on the island that she did, Kura nodded. "Audrae's had her hand in all sorts of trouble. I wouldn't be surprised if the pirate that was a part of that cult attack a couple arcs back was also one of hers at this point. We'll probably have to deal with something of hers fairly directly at some point." she said, shaking her head. Cross that bridge when we come to it.

Turning back to Chuckles, she nodded at him. "That is what I meant, though, yes. Were all those on the black ships Shadow, like The Beast?" she asked, her tone curious. Then another pair of thoughts occurred to her at pretty much the same time. "You said that Ishallr has to be freed first, then Sweetwine and Scaltoth at the same time. What happens if the latter two aren't freed at the exact same time?" she asked, before moving on to the other question. "Are you familiar with someone called Smooglenuff or Rimgluffe at all?" she asked, wondering at the exact significance of that family to the Spirits they were trying to free.

Labrae

Labrae confirmed what had happened to Ruari and that Doran had freed her, already proving herself far more helpful than Delroth. She also wasn't stupid, and didn't agree to help without confirmation that Kura would owe her. Kura didn't particularly like or trust Labrae, given she was literally a kidnapper and brainwasher, but Labrae was much more likely to actually keep her word and not horribly screw over the entire world. The Webspinners were a collective mass of trouble makers, but they had rules.

At Doran's word of caution, she nodded. "I know Labrae's reputation. She's no hero, but if she was going to act against us, she wouldn't be doing anything this clumsy, and I doubt we'd have cottoned to her people's involvement because they were less than subtle about their money lending habits." she said, referring to how Brandel had caught out the Logging Consortium and Slags Deep. Looking back up at the crow, Kura nodded. "You're right. I would owe you a debt, not Scalvoris as a whole. Save these children, both of them if you can, and I will repay you myself, as best I can." she said, her tone firm. To save Scalvoris, she would sell her own services to Labrae if it was necessary. She would not, could not sell all of her people to the Scarecrow.

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The animals would eat pre-killed meat, so she had that information sent out to the Menagerie and Natural Affairs officials to do with as they needed, then asked for any other odd behavior from the animals. There didn't seem to be any more on that front that she could do at the moment, so instead she listened in on his discussion about Sparrow's identity, then chimed in with the one piece of information she had on the topic she thought could be helpful. "The Warden could well be tied into the Smooglenuff or, historically speaking, Rimgluffe families. And if I had to guess, him taking the name Sparrow in modern times is probably not a coincidence, so his actual real name could well be bird themed. You could also do worse than to look for the unusual death or disappearance of a girl named Warde. If Sparrow needed to hide her suddenly, it's not like he could announce it publically." she said, her tone dry.
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Delroth, Labrae, The Glass Temple I:
As the reports came in, and Doran made his point about not bringing a possessed individual here, Jacien nodded his agreement. When Kura determined that Elisabeth should be brought nearby but not to the Temple, he nodded again. "I can take care of it, Alberach?" One question to her, but Kura nodded her assentchecked with the player and Jacien accompanied Cally out of the Temple. "I'm glad you brought them food," he said to the wisp. "Food is healing."

Ru kept the necklace on and she hugged Phelan. She sniffled and she kept looking for both Kura and Doran. Doran, who had put the necklace on her and Kura, her aunt. She held on tight. When Doran told her that she should keep the necklace on, she nodded firmly. And then, she grabbed his hand. "Hat. Hat needs one. An' nice lady." She looked at Doran and said, clearly. "Shadow lady's on them. On. Dark. Hat."

Stan got lights lit all around the place. As the light intensified, he said something thoughtfully. "I don't understand," he said. "If the Warden is Qylios' son, why isn't she involved? What's stopping her?" Doran asked him if anything had happened here, and Stan shook his head. "I don't believe so," he said. He frowned slightly. "I feel better for the lights being lit, though. Do you think we were being watched?" When Kura told him to pray to Saoire, Stan looked at Kura for just a moment - and his face showed that he was mere seconds away from a facepalm. "We should both have thought of that," he said. "Some high priest." And indeed, pray to Saoire he did.

When Doran spoke to the researchers about his theories, there was some response. When Doran questioned what kind of Oath could put the Immortals at risk, Professor Fridson spoke up. "Well, the Oath the Immortals made together, so they say, will harm any who break it. It's why they all made it." Fridson considered, though. "What if it was an Oath between Immortals, including Vhalar?" He frowned slightly. "One of them, Oram Mednix has spoken of that, it's in these reports. Maybe?"

Fridson pulled the report and said, excitedly. "Look here! The child's birth was shrouded in shadow, the Immortals didn't know who her mother was. We now know it to be Audrae. But look," He pointed to the part which had been written down as things had unfoldedI've copied and pasted, but assume it's an accurate transcript.

"He is a being, born of the Immortals who is ancient and twisted. He has known love once in his life, and he is relentless in his determination to free his daughter. Her birth is shrouded in shadow, we do not know anything of her mother or how she came to be in his life. The daughter changed him ~ but who she is or what she is, I do not know. None of us do, who I have spoken with. She is hidden from us."

"His Oath is to her. To the daughter who resides beneath. He will free her. An Oath of this intensity is powerful and I am told on good authority that there is a Prophecy lost to time, which speaks of her freedom, of the end of Egilrun." From beneath you, it devours"

He looked at Doran and raised an eyebrow. "If... I feel like it's important?"

No one had more information on the eighth Original - sadly.

As Kura gave her terms to Labrae, she nodded. "I can not," she said, "Do anything for the child of the Warden. She is shrouded and hidden from me." She motioned to Ruari. "But she will be safe, I swear to you." And the crow flew, landing on the floor in front of Ru, who beamed in delight.

At that moment two things happened. First, all contact with Sweetwine was cut off. Second? A beautiful peacock walked in and sat, looking at Kura.

The Three Groups (six groups):

Ishallr: Outside the cave
They are no longer outside the cave - they are now inside it, via the entrance in a cliff. They have found some glowing ice, and footprints. Lyova will bounce about and explain that the footprints are big animal, not tiger, and aren't experiencing the melty-melty. Also- there's a glowing bench in front of them. Eckman is with them. Elisabeth is on her way back.

Ishallr: Darius
Has experimented with the chainstone - a piece of cloth burst into flame and incinerated when he tried to cover it. The tiger and him seem to be becoming friends and the tiger seems to be trying to communicate, as best it can. The tiger also pulled out a lantern from the ice.

Ishallr: Elisabeth
Has been brought back to the Mausoleum - Jacien is taking care of her. Also - see below re: Isis.

Scaltoth
Question: ”Ringalingagain! Hello your eminences. My Associate Woe has another question for the spirit. He wonders if the Condemned of Ashan that was chained to the Mountain King on Mount Ornthrus might be connected to this whole hubbub with the spirits and Induks?”
Information from Hart: Please let them know that I've had a bad nosebleed, and that it was related to a light-based ability from the mark of Vinyza. The ability wasn't working right; the bleeding was because I attempted to right it. I know about the problems with magic." Woe had transferred the information to him. "But I don't know if the problems with magic are related to this," Hart said. "I'm marked by Ziell, and because I have the mark of Ezere I have an ability that stops the cold from affecting me. That ability is working right, and I'm not bleeding, and it's been working right the entire time."
From Hart: Tamsen, my emeyan, has been here too long. She's only able to appear in Reality for thirty minutes a day," Hart said. "But it's been longer than that. If you would, let command know that Tamsen is an emeyan, and that her abilities are behaving strangely. Almost like..." He was quiet a moment. "Almost like she's in the dreaming world."
From Hart: Let the professor know that I believe that Chuckles might be speaking literally, at times. He said something, the gravestone which holds the pike. Doran questioned if the pike was the City Beneath, Pyk. But, if Chuckles was speaking literally, then maybe the pike is literal. Maybe the pike is a weapon.

Hart's nosebleed and the conversation in the room - all reported to you. See Cassion's speech below.

Sweetwine: -1
Diri coms has been cut off completely.

Sweetwine: Kal
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Chuckles:

"I don't know" Chuckles said in response to Kura's question about the black ships and all of the people. "I wasn't there, and my sight is limited to what I can see from others." Then, there were other question. What would happen if they aren't freed together? "On Faldrass, there is a place where the balance tipped." He didn't know the word "badlands" per se, but it was obvious what he was talking about. "If Ishallr fail, Faldrass will fall. If Ishallr do not free their Induk, Faldrass will fall. If they free their Induk poorly, not balanced, then Faldrass will fall and Ishallr will have a place where the balance tips" He obviously wanted to help, but his report was not exactly reassuring. "Ishallr impacts Faldrass. Chain stones - chain reactions. If Sweetwine and Scaltoth are not freed at the same time? Faldrass will fall. Ishallr will fall. Sweetwine and Scaltoth will become unbalanced places. " There was one more possibility, of course. "If Sweetwine and Scaltoth are freed together, but one is unbalanced - or both are - the unbalanced will become a place of unbalance. Maybe Ishallr, too. I do not know. They are all interlinked." he said. "Faldrass and Ishallr should have been freed together." He tilted his head. "Is that what you mean?"

As for the names, Chuckles did not know. He was trying to help but his part in this was limited - very much so - and he knew only some things.


The Reports:
No change in status.

Fairies: You find the information on Ol'Tucks Run and the legend of Ol'Tuck and the Fairy involvement there. (here - see Cultural Attachments).

Elements are moving - backup teams are getting ready. This will take approximately 2 more rounds.

The Glass Temple II:
It was not long after that one of the Elements previously assigned to Ishallr walked in and spoke to Kura and Doran. He had with him a woman - she had dark hair and pale, pale skin, and she was wearing a pair of paradigm cuffs. "This is the ghost, Isis," he said. "Trapped inside a mortal body. The woman she is in was dead, Isis can not escape from this body. " Cally was with him and she was more or less bouncing on her feet. "It is. She is. She is. She can't" she interjected at every statement, agreeing with the Elements assessment.

Isis snarled slightly. "I will not speak."

The Element continued. "Jacien will be bringing Elisabeth shortly, the situation is dealt with. He assures me that he will be able to make this one comply, but thought you'd wish to try first."

And then, of all things, the doors to the Glass Temple banged open and a manCassion Kura recognised - as did anyone who'd ever met him, walked in. "Good trial!" he said, cheerily. "Sweet Saoire asks me to send her apologies to you. She is currently doing what she can to help the Induk Faldrass to retain balance there. She's a bit busy." He grinned around. "But she asked me to gift you with my presence, and here I am!" He looked at Kura and Doran and he gave a chipper smile. "You're doing very well. I'm pleased to say. I have a vested interest in this. I like Scalvoris, very much. " He nodded his head. "I am not a child of Fei, nor am I Ceiriel's creation," he seemed quite happy about that. "Brelt'ek forged me in Adventure and Story, and I am not bound by the original Oath." With a flourishing bow, he smiled. "Which puts me in a unique position."

He looked at Doran. "You are right," Cassion said. "A son of Light was tricked by Shadow. He loved. He loves. But let me tell you a tale, and you will know the final piece."

Cassion stood and, it must be made clear that as he spoke everyone listened to him. Whether they wanted to or not.

"Once, a man held a baby in arms. A baby born from the woman he loved. A woman he believed to be mortal, a woman he would gladly die for. She was everything he had ever wanted, that woman, and now she had blessed him with a daughter. Holding their child in his arms, the woman he so adored started to cry. He felt, perhaps, she was emotional after giving birth but she told him that she was afraid. So afraid. 'What do you fear, my love?' The man asked her and she told him that she feared someone would harm their daughter, this child in his arms, because of his deeds of goodness, and the deeds she had told him she had done." Cassion gestured. "What did he say? Well, he said the same foolish thing my son would say, should his wife ever be fool enough to ask him." Mortals, Cassion thought. Mortals, mortals. So prone to drama. It was part of what he loved about them. "He swore by Vhalar that should anyone ever harm that child, then he would stand against them and strike them. She sobbed more, though, and told him that she knew. She knew him and his weakness. What if there was a time when allowing their child to be harmed was for a greater good? What if he had a choice between saving that girl and saving ten others? Twenty? She begged him, in the way that only a woman can beg a man who loves her."

No one had ever accused Cassion of being equal opportunity, it seemed. "And again, he swore. His mother stood with him, she had been there since the beginning of the birth. Qylios. And she swore the same Oath. Any who stood to harm the child, she would strike down." Cassion shook his head. Be fond of them, yes, love them? No. "And they swore that Oath so strong that Vhalar himself heard it and it was sealed with him."

Cassion smiled, looking around at his audience - they all were entranced by his words, his presence. "And when, finally, we realised that it was Audrae who was the child's mother," Cassion said. "We knew what we faced. If the child is free, then Audrae will devour her. And Qylios will be bound to strike her." He shrugged slightly. "And their Oath, the first one taken so long ago will be broken." Their oath. Not his. "I am the only one not bound by it. Even Aelig gave in." He snorted, derisively. "It's why none of them can answer now, only nudge here and there."

He looked around. "It would herald the end of days. And that sounds like a good story to me but, it would also mean the end of stories. And dancing, and gifts and stars. And sex." Cassion laughed at that. "And fighting! Imagine? So. Seven of us stood together. One from each Original. And we made the seals. Seven seals to lock her away. We could not kill her, and so we trapped her." He sighed.

His voice, which had risen and fallen with the story and had boomed with laughter, quieted now. "We trapped her to save the world from us. If they fail, the final seal will be broken," he said. "The blood of nature - of the ScalvFlame itself will be spilled and she will be free. If that happens, Qylios is bound by Vhalar's Oath to attack Audrae - because Audrae will devour the child. " He sighed. "So, save Scalvoris, and she will remain trapped eternally. Raise a hand against her and Qylios will be bound to strike you down, no matter who you are." He hoped they understood. "None of them can help you directly. But they all watch. Xiur, by the way?" he said to Doran. "He's pleased with you. But he can not break the Oath. And please tell Nir'wei. His father hears him. He can not risk Nir'wei's life to help him, but I can speak for him. The tooth will destroy the stone and the leaves will hold them."

In the Glass Temple, you could hear a pin drop. "He and Enri were like brothers, by the way. Good catch. Oh, food!" Cassion said, with a smile. "Excellent! I'm starving! How are they doing?"


NPCs you now have access to:
Professor Tag Fridson from the Institute of Metaphysics - knowledgeable on magic, unusual phenomena, Originals, Immortals.
Professor Saffie Realmis.
Rose - the librarian.
Four x members of the Order of the Adunih
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Delroth, Labrae, The Glass Temple I:

When Kura suggested calling on Saiore’s aid, Doran nodded in agreement. That was a good idea, probably a better idea than to rely on as fickle a being as Delroth to help save Scalvoris and free the Induks. With that thought in mind, he turned towards the bowl that Cally had brought for him, looking somewhat surprised for a moment because it was something so normal, something so unexpected after the tension of the last couple of breaks before he started to eat. He hadn’t realized that he had begun to get a bit hungry until now.

He was, he had to admit, truly glad that Kura was with him in the Glass Temple. If the two of them continued to work together, he decided, there might be a chance to save Scalvoris, and the world, a tiny chance, but a chance, nevertheless. He hadn’t considered that Cally might be helpful when it came to dealing with Elisa’s ghost, for example – and whatever else she was bringing to Scalvoris Town with her; and giving Arlo control over the Ishallr group was a good idea as well. He had actually done well so far, and he was the only one with previous experience.

Maybe he’d be able to keep Praetorum in check.

Even Kura’s decision to ask Labrae for help was not without merit in his opinion. The Albarech had had a point when she had said that she wouldn’t be doing anything that clumsy if she were going to act against them. And besides, her brother Woe was involved.

Whatever slight optimism he had begun to feel after the Ishallr disaster, and the Avriel’s questionable actions in the Sweetwine Woods, dissipated again quickly though, a moment after Jacien and Cally had left the Glass Temple, when Ru grabbed his hand and told him that the Shadow lady was on Hart and the nice lady – which he concluded was likely Elisabeth. She had taken care of the little girl during the briefing, among other things.

He did not let Ru see that he was concerned though, but only squeezed her hand slightly, smiled at her and assured her, “I will help Hat and the nice lady. The Shadow lady won’t get them if I have any say in this matter.”

With that thought in mind, he turned to the reports from Scaltoth, furrowing his brow as he learned what had happened to Hart. “Hart’s suffering from nosebleeds”, he informed Kura, because she needed to hear this. “Exactly the same thing happened to Ruari. She bled, but she didn’t seem to be aware of it. I’m not sure if you noticed as well. It seems to be a sign of Audrae’s spying. It stopped the moment I put my necklace on Ruari. And apparently, Elisabeth is affected as well”, he added, furrowing his brow in a more obvious fashion as he considered the young woman’s situation.

“U’frek distributed a considerable number of such necklaces in 716, prior to the Battle at Treid’s Tomb”, he pointed out. “I need someone to bring me at least two of them. I want the backup team to take one necklace to Scaltoth and to Hart if they haven’t left already and tell him not to take it off again. If the backup team is already gone, sending a separate messenger would be worth considering in my opinion, as whatever is happening to Hart could endanger the entire mission”, he added.

“Furthermore, I would strongly advise against letting Elisabeth into the temple until she is wearing a necklace of her own. I’d rather not replace one spy with another”, he muttered as he wondered just how many people Audrae was using to watch them.

He realized that it was not Elisabeth’s fault, but the end result was the same. Audrae might be using her as a spy, and he would put an end to that, if he had any say in that matter.

“Ask at the university, ask religious institutions, ask anyone. If you manage to locate more than two necklaces, bring them. Having a couple of spare ones might be a good idea. I don’t trust Audrae not to eventually target other people as well. If you can’t find any necklaces, see if you can find any items that have a similar effect. The necklaces are the only thing that we know works for sure though”, he told whoever was in charge of such things, briefly looking at Kura to make sure that she approved.

He was reluctant to rely on anything but one of U’frek’s necklaces. He did not want to take any risks in that regard.

Once that matter had been taken care of, he turned to Stan, feeling some small relief as the light around the temple intensified, although he was not entirely sure that someone would not try to use the light against them as well. “I do think that we are being watched”, he told the High Priest before he amended, “No, I know that we are being watched. Audrae already tried to use Ruari. I would ask you to keep an eye out for any people that might be acting out of character”, he told him, deciding to do the same, before he left him to his prayer. As he approached the researchers, he said a prayer of his own to Saoire.

Perhaps, the Immortal of Teaching would listen to a teacher.

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When Professor Fridson told him of Oram Mednix’ report, Doran could not help but look a bit excited as well. “That could be it”, he decided. “An Oath the Immortals made together could have such an effect. Thank you so much”, he added because that couldn’t be said often enough in his opinion. Professor Fridson’s help had been invaluable in this. “What about the Prophecy though …” he continued, but eventually shook his head. If the Prophecy was lost to time, there was no point in asking Professor Fridson and his colleagues to investigate further.

Doing so would very likely only constitute a waste of time.

There was someone else though. One of his father’s domains was Prophecies, and that might even involve prophecies that seemed to be lost. “Father”, he said, inclining his head in prayer. “This here falls under one of your domains. Do you know more about the Prophecy that speaks of the daughter’s freedom and the end of Egilrun?”

That there was no information on the eight Original, the Sorceress, was somewhat disappointing, but then again, she likely only played a secondary role in the current conflict. With that thought in mind, he cast another glance at Ruari – and at the crow that had landed in front of her. Apparently, Labrae would keep Hart’s daughter safe at least which came as a small relief – provided that Sintra’s daughter did indeed not have any hidden motives.

The Three Six Groups & The Reports:

It was just as he pondered his next course of action that all contact with Sweetwine was cut off, and he resisted the urge to mutter something under his breath again. The Elements were already on their way though, and they had Echo Scrolls with them, and thus the lack of communication would likely only pose a temporary problem. He did not trust Sweetwine entirely not to make a mistake in the meantime, but then again, they had done better than Ishallr so far – and he would make sure that they had the information that he needed when communication with them had finally been established again.

“Those that oppose the Immortals’ intervention view him as a hero”, he murmured as he looked at the information on Ol’Tuck’s Run and the legend of Ol’Tuck before he decided, “I’d like this information to be forwarded to Sweetwine as soon as we have a means of communicating with them again, either via Diri or via Echo Scroll. Professor Fridson, Rose”, he continued as he turned to the researchers again. “Is there any information on what Ol’Tuck actually is? Is he a spirit? This legend says that the fairies were slain. Is it possible that some of them survived, after all? And the turtles … Saoire is the Immortal of Turtles. I’d like you to research that connection and compare several sources, if possible, so that we get a more complete picture. What kind of part does it play here?” he wanted to know and proceeded to furrow his brow, deep in thought.

He had already realized that a lot of the information that he had been given access to was either incomplete or entirely incorrect; even under normal circumstances, history was not an accurate science, and those that wrote it were often biased. It made him wonder how much of what he had learned about Ol’Tuck and the fairies was actually true – and if there was a way for people to turn back again. Would they all have to stay fairies, provided that they had agreed to Mildred’s offer?

He pondered that for a bit, furrowing his brow.

Before long, he turned to the reports on Ishallr again though. There was nothing that he would be able to do for Darius at the moment, but he might be able to help Arlo, Eckman and Praetorum – despite the Ithecal’s near fatal mistake he did not want him to come to harm. The glowing bench reminded him of something that he had read in the report about the previous expedition. He briefly leafed through his research notes again before he sent a quick summary on the bench and the tunnels that the previous expedition had discovered to Ishallr. via Echo Scroll.

“I’m not sure if it’s really the same bench since the report I’ve read doesn’t mention its color, and if the tracks come from the same or similar creatures though”, he added, just in case. Ishallr would have to decide what to do with the information. He was not sure about Praetorum, but he trusted Arlo. Cassion’s son had done wells so far.

Finally, he turned to Woe’s message. “Do you think that the events surrounding the Induk Ornthus have something to do with it?” he asked his fellow researchers, furrowing his brow slightly before he leafed through a book, verifying something. “A Condemned of Ashan acts like some sort of spirit magnet. Is the symbol related to the Condemned of Ashan or the Induk of Scaloth?” he asked. There were some similarities between Faldrass and Lovalus, but that didn’t mean that every single Induk on Idalos had a connection to the current conflict. Still, it made sense to at least dedicate some time to the matter of Ornthus – and the symbol that Woe had seen. He told the researchers to look into that as well.

“What if the daughter is the pike? What if Audrae wants to free her and use her in some way?” he murmured as he considered Hart’s last question. If Pyk were to resurface, it would cause serious problems, but the girl herself constituted a danger as well. Her existence could endanger all of the Immortals – and Idalos itself. He had already theorized that she might be a weapon before, and the fact that Ruari was descended from two Originals as well was the cause of further concern. Could her blood reveal something as well? Was that another reason why Audrae and the Warden had been so interested in her?

Chuckles:

“Thank you for your help, Chuckles”, Doran spoke when the flame entity had answered Kura’s question before he turned to the array of Diris in order to relay what he had said, about freeing the Induks and balance – and repeated the message via Echo Scroll in order to reach those team members that they couldn’t contact via Diri anymore.

The Glass Temple II:

It seemed as if Chuckles had helped them as much as he could, and thus the Mortalborn thanked him once more, inclining his head in a gesture of gratitude as he did so, before he turned to address the next matter at hand – one of the Elements that had previously assigned to Ishallr had entered the Glass Temple, an unfamiliar looking woman wearing paradigm cuffs in tow.

Doran raised an eyebrow fractionally as he wondered who she was. Upon hearing the man’s explanation, he nodded before he turned to Kura and asked her, “Would Cally and you be willing to talk to Isis? My experience as far as the mental state of ghosts is concerned is unfortunately somewhat limited”, he admitted in a calm tone of voice – there was no shame in not knowing everything in his opinion, especially if there was another way that he might be able to help.

“I will look into the matter of Gambit’s Gate and Isis’ story in the meantime”, he offered. The ghost seemed to be disinclined to talk; there might be something that would make her change her mind though. And besides, researching Gambit’s Gate and Isis in general might be helpful, especially when it came to the people that were still on Ishallr.

He had just asked the researchers to help him in that regard when the Element stated that Elisabeth and Jacien were on their way. What had happened in regard to Elisabeth and Isis made him thoughtful. He had already wondered about Famula’s involvement before – she was a daughter of Cierel as well. Was Jacien himself connected to her in some way?

He decided not to ask him, as it would likely not change anything, at least not immediately. And besides, Kura likely already knew which was what really mattered. He decided that he would thank him though, once he returned. Jacien had done at least as much as the Albarech and him.

What happened next was just as unexpected as the realization that the girl was Audrae’s daughter, but in a more positive way. It took the son of Ziell a moment to recognize the Immortal of Stories – he had heard of him and read about him – he had apparently marked Enri Von Smooglenuff, among other things – but he had never met him before. When Brel’tek’s son spoke, he bowed deeply and respectfully, as one should when one was facing one of the Immortals in his opinion before he listened to him.

He couldn’t not listen to him. He had already been fascinated d by his son’s stories – Arlo was a very gifted storyteller – but what whatever gift he possessed paled in comparison to his father’s. For a moment, he had thought that the mother’s true identity was the final piece of the puzzle, but it had only taken him one step closer to the truth. What Cassion said about the Warden reminded him of his thoughts in regard to Llyr – that fateful trial in Ymiden, the arc before, when he had found out that his lover was Chamadarst’s son he had been ready to do anything for him, because Llyr had meant the world to him.

Llyr had been one of the reasons why he had hope now, and he had opened his eyes – he had never expected to meet someone like him - but in hindsight, he couldn’t help but wonder. It seemed like a rather selfish way of thinking. He did not dwell on the similarities between the Warden and him for more than a moment or two though. He could not. There was something quite entrancing about Cassion’s presence, and his words.

When Cassion spoke, of the Oath that the Immortals swore, and that Audrae would devour the girl if she was free – which would lead to the first Oath being broken, he realized that he might have been wrong again. He had assumed that an ancient and powerful Emean entity had taken a hold of the Warden’s daughter and consumed her soul, but maybe it was simply her mother that planned on consuming her, her mother that might be unlikely to truly love her. Maybe, that story had gotten twisted over the course of time, like so many other stories that he had learned since he had started his research.

(He also couldn’t help but wonder about the girl and her father again. Were they truly guilty, or just victims of Audrae’s manipulation, and did it matter if the girl could never be free?)

He had thought that Audrae planned on causing her kin to shatter – or at least threatening them with the same fate that their creators had suffered. It was possibly that she still planned on doing that, and that she planned on uncovering the secrets of her daughter’s blood. Audrae didn’t seem like someone that relied on a single plan – and risk being left with nothing if it failed. A war between the Immortals was even more concerning than the Immortals shattering though. He did not doubt Cassion’s words that it would truly be the end of everything.

Another man might have gotten overwhelmed upon realizing that the fate of the entire world depended on his actions, and the actions of a couple of others, but the son of Ziell only continued to listen attentively, because there was always a chance, and hope – and because Cassion was simply wrong. The Immortal of Stories had said that none of the other Immortals would be able to help them directly because they had all sworn the Oath, but they had not. There was somebody else, somebody that nobody but him seemed to have considered so far.

A smile briefly flickered across his face when Cassion told him that Xiur was pleased with him, before he spoke in a firm and polite tone of voice – he was likely the first one that had found his voice again after that unexpected and worrisome revelation, “You are not the only one, Taleweaver. There is somebody else that that did not swear the first or the second Oath, the one that is called the Mother of Lions. The original Oath was sworn following Daia’s death. She was not alive when you all swore the second Oath and is thus not bound by it. She was only resurrected two arcs ago, to this very trial, on the 30th of Ashan. The story may continue, after all. This may not be the end of stories, of dancing, and gifts, and stars – and sex”, he added, smiling a very light smile.

“Thank you”, he spoke and inclined his head, hoping that Cassion knew how much he appreciated his help, and his story, before he remarked, “I will let Nir’wei know what you said. Perhaps, you would be willing to join me for a feast and an evening of stories once this here is over?” he wanted to know, raised an eyebrow and handed the Immortal a portion of Cally’s stew – he seemed to be quite interested in it. He wished to thank him with more than just words of gratitude. He wished to thank him with food and stories instead, paying heed to his domains, perhaps even the story, the story that no mortal knew in its entirety because it was his deepest regret – the story of the Hero of Oscillus, although he did not say so out loud.

He preferred to focus on the present, and on a conflict that might not end with the breaking of the Truce and the end of the world, after all.

“The teams are doing slightly better now”, he answered Cassion’s question once he had relayed the Immortal’s message to Nir’wei – and that the daughter must never be freed, or harmed, to him and all others, just in case. Some of them had turned out to be lacking common sense and might just come to the decision that hurting the girl would be the way to go.

“Ishallr ran into a few difficulties that involved a ghost among other things early on, but they seem to be getting the situation under control again. Your son Arlo saw the Skeeterwampulus, by the way”, he told him. “An Avriel claimed the tree on Emerald Isle for Delroth who locked the door, and the rest of the group might have gotten turned into fairies. As for Scaltoth, they have found the first Chainstone, although Audrae seems to be manipulating Hart now”, he admitted, furrowing his brow slightly as something occurred to him, something that Ziell had once said.

“This is what my father warned you all about, isn’t it?” he asked quietly, as piece after piece of the puzzle continued to fall into place. “He said that the Truce would be threatened after the 700th Arc and that Idalos would see the most change since the renewal in the arcs to come. A lot of people thought that Faldrun would be the one to break the Truce, but it’s Audrae who threatens it now”, he remarked, furrowing his brow. It was just a truce. The war during which Immortal had fought Immortal had never really ended; the conflict simply took place in the shadows now.

“The ending of that story has yet to be written though”, he spoke and met Cassion’s gaze. From what he knew, his father had never said if it would be a positive or a negative change. He had predicted that the Truce would be threatened, but the outcome had not been decided yet; and he would do his part in making sure that it would not involve the destruction of Idalos.

“It could become a very different kind of story from now on, a story that nobody expected. It could not just be the story of a dozen adventurers that tried to free the Induks, restore the balance and stop the Shadows from consuming everything, it could also become the story of the Taleweaver and the Mother of Lions, a heroic epic that will be told until the end of time”, he remarked, offering Cassion an opportunity to become a part of the story that Kura and he, that Sweetwine, Scaltoth and Ishallr and all those that stood by their side – or against them - were in the process of telling, a central part, an opportunity to finally be the hero of the story rather than just telling it - and test the limits.

“The story of how the world was saved, how the Truce was preserved, and how new seals were eventually crafted, has the potential of being one of the greatest stories ever – and one of the greatest adventures that anybody experienced, since the current age began”, he continued, but he decided not to say more. He had proposed a continuation of the story, an unexpected twist, he had offered an opportunity for Cassion to be part of one of the greatest adventures, but the decision would be up to the Taleweaver. He would never be so arrogant and foolish as to dare to tell an Immortal what he was supposed to do.

Even if the Immortal of Stories refused to do more than share the final piece of the puzzle, even if he decided not to get involved in an even more direct fashion, the son of Ziell would eventually place a hand on his chest where Daia’s mark that took the shape of a flaming heart, a reminder of Faldrun’s betrayal was located, after everything had been said and done in order to pray once more (he would make sure that Cassion would be alright with him praying to another Immortal in his presence, of course, it seemed impolite to just go ahead and do it).

“Lady Daia”, he spoke, lowering his head in a gesture of deep respect and devotion, still touching his chest, standing completely still. “Great Lioness, Goddess of Mortals and Mother of Lions, Idalos is being threatened once more, in a way that it has not been threatened since the Immortal War that followed your death took place. Audrae manipulated your fellow Immortals into swearing an Oath, that they would strike down anyone who harmed her daughter, Qylios’ granddaughter, and all of them but Cassion eventually gave in. For that reason, they cannot intervene, at least not directly. But you are not bound by any of their Oaths, just like the Taleweaver isn’t”, he spoke and paused for a moment as he thought about how he should continue.

“If Audrae succeeds”, he continued. “If she devours her own child, Qylios will be forced to strike her. Immortal will be forced to fight Immortal once more, and the original Oath will be broken. It would mean the end of dancing, companionship and prosperity. It would mean the end of the world that you care for, the death of the mortals that you love, the end of Hart and Gennadiya, the end of Vega and her unborn child, the end of Ti’atha, of Madame Leona and your lions, the end of all those that you marked, and all those that you call your friends, the end of everything and everybody. Great Lioness, I ask you to stand by our side and help us in our moment of greatest need. Help us save Idalos and preserve the balance”, he finally finished.
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Ruari, Delroth, and Labrae

Kura nodded at Jacien when he asked to take care of Elisabeth, though she still sent Cally with him in case he needed ghostly help. When Jacien thanked the ghost for bringing Kura and Doran food, Cally nodded. "He's like her, in a lot of ways. If left to their own devices, neither of them would have eaten a bite until they near to passed out from hunger. Properly bloody foolish, considerin' how smart the two of them are, but it's a thing I've noticed with really smart people. They tend to be lackin' in sense." she said, her tone musing.

When Doran brought his report to Hart and Elisabeth, Kura nodded, then thought for a moment. "The backup team won't leave for some time yet, unfortunately. But that gives us time to see if we can lay hands on any of these necklaces." she said, giving the order for the Deputies to help find more of the necklaces if possible. Then she looked at Phelan, who gave her an understanding look, then started talking to Squeak, Nir'wei's representative to the temple, in the language of wolves, telling him to tell Nir'wei about Hart and not to do anything drastic, they were working on a solution.

When Stan asked about Qylios, Kura shrugged slightly. "I don't claim to understand all the background workin's in play here. We'll have to do without her." she said, before nodding when Stan asked if they had been being watched, waiting until Doran gave his answer. "I'd assumed we were, frankly. The Warden always did seem to be better informed than he had any proper right to be." she said, her tone annoyed, though not with anyone in the room. "But if we've removed that advantage, all to the better." she said, before shaking her head when Stan apologized for not thinking of Saoire. "She's not exactly been makin' herself known as a full Immortal." she said, her tone calm.

When Labrae explained her limitations, Kura nodded. "Thank you." she said to the crow, then turned and looked at the peacock who walked in just as her communications with the Sweetwine group cut out. "Don't you have some urgent reflection watchin' to do? You'll not find your attempt at hostage takin' any more welcome here than it was before." she said, her tone downright acidic before she firmly turned away from Delroth's vain bird.



Groups and Reports

Kura let out a subvocal growl as she looked at her steadily decreasing array of useful communications, then sent an order to the Sweetwine escort to try and establish contact with the Sweetwine expedition. There wasn't much of anything she could give to the Ishallr groups, so instead she focused on Scaltoth. "I'll ask." she promised Woe's spirit, then turned to Hart's spirit. "We believe Emea is leakin' through to regular Idalos. Emean and dream related beings or powers are probably stronger than they normally are." she said, her voice calm. When the same spirit asked whether Chuckles might be speaking literally, Kura thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Possibly, but it's hard to tell. Chuckles doesn't even remotely think in the same way we do, so what he's sayin' and what we're hearin' may not quite be the same thing." she said, before she turned to the reports.

There were no real changes in the reports, so she left those for moment, waiting for the report on the tunnels or more information on the animals.



Chuckles

Kura sighed as Chuckles explained the problems with freeing the spirits and Kura let out a sigh. "Not precisely. Trying to co-ordinate two groups to free spirits at the exact same moment is going to be...difficult. For that matter, I don't know what unbalanced Faldrass. We didn't even know the Induk was trapped down there, we were just trying to see if we could prevent a volcano from eruptin'." she said, her tone frustrated. "And for added fun, we've got someone who's apparently claimed control of the tree and shut the bloody door." she said, a low growl in her voice.

"That said, we've got a question for you." she said, nodding at Woe's Spirit. "There was someone that was chained to a mountain king on Mount Ornthrus way back when. Do you know anythin' about that at all and whether it has to do with the Spirits at all?" she asked, her tone polite.

Isis and Cally

Cally gave Isis a slightly amused look as the hostile ghost said she wouldn't speak, then looked at Doran as he asked if they could work with Isis. "Oh don't you worry, we'll get her talkin' one way or another. You just be leavin' that to me while you two do smart people things." she said, her tone as relentlessly cheerful as ever. Kura gave Cally a slightly dubious look, but there were other matters to attend to, so she nodded at Cally to start working on the ghost. At Kura's nod, Cally beamed, then put an arm around Isis's shoulders like they were old friends.

"You are goin' to talk, you know. Doesn't matter if you want to or not. See, all that matters is whether you get to talkin' all of your own volition or whether we have to be forcin' it out of you with ghost controllin' powers, which we do have access to on account of Kura helpin' Famula's army defeat a necromancer a while back." she said, her tone cheery. "So see, what you're really doin' is decidin' what's goin' to happen to you after you get to talkin'. If you're all forthcomin' and such, we can help you find peace, or maybe turn you into a Wisp like me, or even find some nice place for you to haunt and lose yourself in if you're dead set on stayin' like you are." she said, not losing her smile.

"On the other hand, there's what'll happen if we have to force you to talk. No see, you might be expectin' torture or the like, but we can't hurt no one right now, Ziell's peace and all that Immortal gobbledygook. But see, here's the thing, this body we locked you into, it's already dead. Don't need food or air or anythin', and it's not like you can leave it when it dies, because it's already done that." she said, her tone calm. "So, what we'll be doin' if we have to force information out of you with ghost controllin' stuff is we'll just bury you. A good six to ten feet underground. And that's where you'll stay, forever trapped in this corpse as it decays and rots. Unable to move, unable to see, unable to hear, unable to scream. Locked within a powerless, motionless skeleton for all eternity. Why, even if someone digs you up and puts you in a museum somewhere, you'd never even know." she said, her tone remaining as cheerful as ever. "So, you get to make your choice now. Either you get to talkin', or we'll have some of these bored lookin' soldiers start diggin' a nice hole to put you in." she said, patting Isis on the shoulder as she spoke.



And then Cassion walked into the temple and Kura sat down. She shouldn't have been surprised, really, given he already had a vested interest in Scalvoris, but he still made her very nervous. He did explain what Saoire was up to, though, so that was helpful. And then, because of course Cassion knew what was going on, he started to explain how and why Scalvoris had wound up in this situation in pretty complete detail. And before he was even halfway done with the story, Kura had buried her face in her hands.

The longer he went on, the angrier she got. All this suffering, all this death, all these disasters, time and time again, because Qylios and her son didn't have the common sense to not make divinely bound oaths to a woman who had just given birth and was acting panicky and hysterical? It was cruel, mad joke that could only be born from malice and evil. Even if she was foiled, if her mad plan to restart a war that had once destroyed the world was foiled, Audrae won. More death and suffering as she sent people to free her daughter, the misery of her daughter as she was trapped forever to save both her own life and the world. It was too
much, far too much for Kura to bear. Her anger boiled over and for the first time since Cally's death, the monster that Kura kept contained within woke up.

Kura borders on a rage induced mental breakdown

Kill them. All of them. They can't hurt the people we care about if they're all dead.

Kura gritted her teeth, her body tensing as she fought to keep the monster contained. The worst part about it was that it was always so calm. It was as if the monster had pushed past rage into something else entirely. But this was an old argument, one they'd first had after her father's death, when the monster was first born. Killing everyone just to protect a few would destroy the world the people she cared about loved, the world so many of them fought to protect.

Then keep the ones we care about locked away from the world. They can't be hurt if the world can't get to them.

The other option the monster had presented, no more tenable than the first. It would spare the world, but it would destroy the people she cared about if she locked them in a tower or castle somewhere. They would survive, certainly, and they would be safe, but these were not the same as living. They would come to hate her for it, and they would try to escape, and she would only be able to stop them by hurting them, and she could never do that.

Then keep our promise. To save them, we'll save the world. To protect them, we'll protect everyone.

Kura relaxed her jaw, her body relaxing as she did. Of course, the original decision she had come to, over a century ago. Faced between the two impossible choices the monster had offered, she had elected to do the impossible, because was the only option with an acceptable outcome. The monster had accepted it, and it was that promise she had made all those decades ago that had driven her forward ever since. So, all she had to do here was save one girl, her island, and prevent the outbreak of a second Immortal war. Easy enough, comparatively, but first she had to figure out how.

Look at our child.

No, that wasn't right and didn't make any sense. She had never, would never, have children. She wouldn't survive their loss, only the monster would, and it would bathe the Idalos in death and rage until someone finally killed it. So, she had no children.

Liar. Family is more than blood. We have had many children. She died and only her killers suffered our wrath. Our control is not so weak as you fear. Now look at our child.

On instinct, almost as if controlled by another, Kura lifted her head and looked at Cally, who was bringing Cassion an oversized bowl of stew. Yes, that was who the monster meant. But she was still dead, and she didn't see how that impacted the situation at all. She was going to save Warde, not kill her.

Death is a state of life. Our child is as alive as we are. She laughs, she loves, she lives every bit as much as we do.

Kura could have hit herself for being so thick. Cally was dead, yes, but that only affected her state of existence, not what she could do or who she was. The wisp was as much herself, as much alive, in her current state as she had been when her heart beat. She had a starting idea, at least, and with something to work from, she barely even noticed when the monster when back to sleep.

Now calm, back to Cassion

Kura had been having her mental crisis and thus missed what Doran said to Cassion, though he was praying when she looked at him. Sensing her return to herself, Phelan told her he had passed on Cassion's message for Nir'wei through Squeak. Kura nodded at the wolf, then turned look at Cassion. "You say I can't save the world, save Scalvoris, and save the girl? That I have to pick at least one not to do?" she said rhetorically. "Well, I don't accept that. I'll save all three, if I have to bend reality to my will to make it happen." she said, her tone firm.

"Now, do either Qylios or Audrae have any power to affect Wisps? And as for Qylios's oath, what happens if the person she is bound to strike down is already dead, or if they come back to life after their death?" she asked, her tone intent. If this didn't work, she would find another plan. She would save everyone, no matter what it took. It was the only thing she could do, the only outcome she would accept.
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Quick note about Kura's conversation with the monster. The monster is not a split personality or anything of the sort. It's Kura's base instincts and most primal thought processes. She keeps them tightly under control because she's afraid of them, because she thinks of them as seperate from her, but they really aren't. However, the conversation was the clearest way to illustrate her thought processes and the struggle for control that happened as a result of Cassion's story. Hopefully, the conversation and this explanation both made sense.
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Delroth, Labrae, Cassion, Isis, Chuckles, The Glass Temple
All of this was done, in the presence of a very intensely focused peacock. As the events unfolded an owl ~ Kalortah's Tarouz-granted owlImage ~ flew in. It spread its wings in a display of it's own beauty, it bowed before the peacock and then, turning it's head around in the way that only owls can, it glared at those infidels who had rejected Delroth's perfectly reasonable offer.

Doran asked about the necklaces and Stan looked at it and frowned. "I've seen one of those... wait! We have one!" He moved quickly to a side wall of the Temple and gestured for one of the Elements who walked with him to get retrieve a small shell necklace which looked the same as the one Doran had just put around Ruari's neck. "I didn't know what it does," he explained. "It was, oh arcs ago now that Faith brought the body of the hero, Aeon. She put things in coffin with him, things that were significant, but she gave me an echo scroll they'd shared, and she hung that there. Told me it was U'frek's necklace, but nothing more." The Element retrieved the item and handed it to Doran to inspect, at Stan's urging. "I believe Aeon was at the Tomb of Treid?" He'd heard the stories of it, after all, from a grief-stricken pregnant Faith. "It was in 717, I think Zi'da. It's hung there since." If Doran examined it then yes, it was charred and singed but it was what it seemed to be.

That gave them one more, at least. The guard first asked Doran if he remembered anyone else who was given one - since Doran knew that a lot had been given out - any names would be very gratefully received and may, after all, speed things up. Then, one of the guards made their way to get this necklace to Hart, and the others went in search of either a necklace, or a person who had one.

Doran asked about what Ol'Tuck was and they were able to answer that, quickly. It was believed - although of course this was impossible to verify as fact - that Ol'Tuck was, in fact, a spirit. However, although the legend endured - Ol'Tuck himself had not been seen or sighted for hundreds of arcs. Perhaps, Professor Fridson postulated, Ol'Tuck was in fact who they were going to release?

Then, the question of Ornthrus. There were certainly things which linked. Ornthrus was the mountain where Doran and Kura (and Chuckles) agreed the Scalv-Flame to be, the very heart of Scalvoris itself. There had been mist in that situation which had brought about illusions, but fully hypnotic - totally experienced illusions. Like the person was there. There had been an Anak of Truth, and one of Illusion - and the Induk of the Mountain had been referred to as "Their Majesty." But it was the notion that the Condemned of Ashan acted as a magnet for spirits that was truly important here. Because, at that information, Chuckles piped up.

The Three Six Groups (six groups):
All communication is open with all groups.
Ishallr: Arlo, Prae, Eckman:
Arlo's wolf-tooth is thrumming harder.
They're at a glowy bench with the same symbolImage on it as is on Darius' tiger. It has a chainstone on it.


Ishallr: Darius:
Boy and tiger bonding.
He's got the chainstone.
The tiger seems to have heard something and wants him to come along.

Sweetwine: The Flying Fairies:
Mildred (the fairy who had been helping them) has died.
They're (almost) all back to normal, but Oram remains a fairy.
They are standing, once again, at the doorway.

Sweetwine: Kalortah:
You don't know.

Scaltoth:
They're going down a hole - Cassion goes from here to there and helps them out a bit. They have a chainstone.

Chuckles:

"Ornthus" Chuckles said. "Ornthus is the mountain where the ScalvFlame burns. It is Scalvoris. If all the four fall, Ornthus will be all that remains of the island." Chuckles tried to explain. "Ornthus is the Mountain and the Mountain is the ScalvFlame." Chuckles tried his best to explain. "It is the balance point. The place where all the worlds meet. Spirit and Physical. It is...." He searched for a moment. "A vergence. " But then Chuckles spoke again, and he was very firm and sure. "But it is not a majesty. It gives itself no names. It is the ScalvFlame"


The Reports:


The Glass Temple II:
And, of course, Cassion arrived. He spoke his tale and they listened. They listened and when he was done, they both had questions and comments. First, Doran spoke.

“You are not the only one, Taleweaver. There is somebody else that that did not swear the first or the second Oath, the one that is called the Mother of Lions. The original Oath was sworn following Daia’s death. She was not alive when you all swore the second Oath and is thus not bound by it. She was only resurrected two arcs ago, to this very trial, on the 30th of Ashan."

Cassion turned to look at Ziell's son and there was an intensity in his eyes that was almost physical. It was like, just for a moment, the true power and nature of the Immortal was visible - and there was nothing mortal or human or even comprehensible about him. His eyes glowed black and he gazed at Doran in silence for a full two seconds.

And then, he laughed.

Cassion, the Taleweaver, the Sojourner, laughed and he strode in two steps, covering the distance between him and Doran and he clapped Doran on the back. "You see! This is why I love mortals! Of course she didn't!" Cassion was, obviously, delighted and he chuckled at Doran's cleverness more than once. "No need," he said when Doran prayed to Daia, but he said it after. "I've called her." He listened then to how the groups were doing and he ate the stew. "Delicious!" Cassion declared. He nodded his head when Doran suggested that this had been what Ziell warned them of. It was indeed.

The Immortal of the Road grinned at Doran as he suggested that there would be an opportunity to be involved in the story. He chuckled a deep and baritone laugh as he shook his head. "There is no need to persuade me or tempt me, Ziellson," he said. "I am in this story." When Doran said that Arlo had seen the Skeeterwampalus, though, the Taleweaver frowned and nodded. "Emea is breaking through and imagination becoming real."

Doran prayed, and then, Kura spoke. Cassion looked at her and sat back, regarding her. "Do you know," he said quietly, "You remind me of your mother. So very much. Yes, pup," he looked at her calmly, "I am telling you that you can't save the world. I am telling you that you can't save Scalvoris and I am most certainly," he stood and looked at her, his eyes glaring. "telling you that you can not save the girl. Have you learned nothing?" He gestured around at the Temple, at outside. "Do you not see that you are behaving like the very beings you find so offensive? Prancing about like you are doing this alone? Like you alone will bend reality to your whim? Like you are not sitting here and ordering people to do things, to be involved, to bleed and to die if they have to - that you are eating stew while others freeze or transform or fall or fail and you will save the world?" His voice sounded angry - genuinely angry. "You are so busy perching and pecking and yipping out orders, so busy hiding who you are and separating yourself from them in case anyone ever sees a weakness, that you forget. You are not different than them, you are not better than them. You will bend reality to your whim, little mortal? Not even Tio said that when he became an Immortal himself. The ending of this tale will be because of many, not one. Get over yourself, and grow up."

The silence in the Temple was deafening. But, those who noticed such thingsDetection of Expert of better may notice that Cassion was quietly observing Ruari as he told Kura off. Surreptitiously, carefully, but definitely. "She's here," he said, quietly.

And Daia walked through the door. Two immortals, one peacock and one owl, in the Temple. Cassion held out his hand to her, and she smiled and stepped forward. Three lions - roughly the size of small ponies - walked behind her and she nodded to each of the mortals there. Stepping forward, she placed her hand into Cassion's. And then, they both spoke. It was eerie as their voices echoed together in absolute perfect unison. Like they were one person, speaking from two mouths.

"Let all know the Tale. The Tale of Audrae's attempt to trick you into breaking the Oath you swore. Here. Where we all are, always, let all know." The glass in the Temple began to glow - to light up. It banished the shadows from the place completely. "We did not speak your Oath, we are not part of the pact. Any who seek to break it now, will stand against our force. United. Given power by those of you who do not wish to see the Oath broken." The glass seemed to be almost molten hot, although it was not liquid. And then, light burst out like sunlight. "Qylios" the two Immortals said. The light changed to a deep autumnal orange. "Vhalar" Next, the blue of the ocean, "U'frek" and so it went on and on. Immortal "Vri," after Immortal "Xiur", named and the light around the two of them growing more and more intense.

Moseke, Ziell, Karem, Ethelynda, Saoire, the list of names continued. Delroth was not mentioned, nor was Sintra. When they spoke the name "Famula", Isis simply fell to the ground and was not there any more, her body disappeared, and the light grew brighter and brighter until it was blinding to look at the form of Cassion and Daia together. "They can not stand against you, Shadow of Scalvoris, without breaking the Oath. But we can and we will." Daia stepped forward then, to Ruari. The girl looked at her with trusting eyes and did not seem at all concerned by the impossibly bright light.

"You will let the child go," Daia said. Ruari frowned. "Now." Ruari stood and looked at Daia with eyes which were ancient. "She is mine. She is of me."

"You will let the child go." Ruari - or whoever was inhabiting her - considered it. "I know your secrets, each of you. Will you stand against me?" Her voice was whispered malevolence.

"You. Will. Let. The. Child. Go." Tears fell down Ruari's cheeks, and then, she collapsed. Cassion stepped forward impossibly fast, caught her and picked her up, checking her, and he nodded. Laying her back down with Phelan, the Immortal glanced at Kura and he looked tired. Perhaps Kura recognised the slight glowing lines in the palms of his hands as he lay her niece on the wolf. "She'll be fine. Audrae was held back by the necklace, but not banished. She is gone now, and she will not remember. There is no trauma."

He looked at Doran, then. "I had not considered Daia," he said and he nodded, getting up rather slowly. "She was not resurrected when we made the seals, and I needed another unbound by the Oath to do what we just did. One of us could not channel the others in that way. It was hard for just two of us, but together, we are exponentially stronger. Without you, without your thoughts, we could not have done what we just did." He smiled and Daia smiled, too. Then, she spoke. "Indeed, Doran, we are grateful to you."

She looked at Kura and Doran, both, and she explained. "While the Oath that Qylios and her son made still holds," she said. "We have stood against Audrae and pushed her back from here, this day. She can not stand against us all, but she will not take that lightly. You are on a time frame, still. But now, we must go and deal with the child and her father. You must free the Induks still, we can play no part in that directly." She glanced at Cassion and he grinned. "I wasn't directly involved last time. Such foolish rules!"

Daia smiled at them both, Kura and Doran. "Cassion and I will go and retrieve the girl," she said. "ZIell's peace will hold for eight trials and then, normalcy will return. You must free the Induks, to achieve balance on Scalvoris but - at this point, you could choose not to." She didn't think that a likely choice, but one that they had to offer.

"So we, all of us, saved the world in a wonderful tale!" Cassion said, gesturing to them all. "We, also, saved the girl and now you, you all, you save Scalvoris!" Doran might be forgiven for thinking that Cassion had ignored part of what Doran said. But then, he spoke again. "And when this is done we will share a feast and tell the tales. Not on my feast next cycle, because you will not remember all this then. On the 39th Ymiden, all of us involved, will be invited to a feast the likes of which Idalos has never seen!"

He turned to Kura and he spoke. "Heed my words, Karem's daughter," he said. "You are not apart from this tale, or these people, you are part of them. Do not forget that, lest you fall in to the trap so many of my kind have." To Doran, he spoke also. "You surprised me. That's a rare gift. Thank you, son of Ziell. Should you need me, call and I will answer." He and Daia shared a glance, and Cassion nodded. "We must go. We'll be watching out." He was about to leave and then he turned back. "Tell Oram for me would you?" he grinned. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. It'll wear off but it's just too useful for one of them not to stay"

And, if no one had anything else to say to them, they would leave. However, they seemed to have left a parting gift as the communication with all groups re-opened. The peacock was no longer in the Temple, but the owl remained.

About five bits later, Jacien and Elisabeth returned, via the back tunnels. Before that Cally informs Kura that Jacien has been "outed" by Cassion in Scaltoth so he's taken off the ring and healed Elisabeth fully so he can get back here.

Info & Rules

  • This thread is for those who have stayed in the Glass Temple following this thread
  • Due to the time-sensitive nature of this, I can not hold out for people to post. If you miss a round, there will (I'm afraid) be consequences.
  • This style of event moderation - with objectives etc - was taught to me by a dear friend and one of the most talented Storytellers I've ever known. With thanks to Crimson / Straylor.
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There are no required skill levels for this.
It is - undoubtedly - dangerous. It's a war.
What will get you hurt is NOT if you are low skilled. What will get you hurt is doing something foolish. There's plenty for everyone to do.
Equally, being highly skilled is not a guarantee of anything. This will need teamwork and smarts.

Objectives

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