2024 Finale: Part 2

Forest alongside Moon River.
The area is bathed with silver light as a robust defensive aura suffuses the air
due to a shield shrine of Lisaera nearby. Silvery moonlight sparkles in the air. 
A sedge of galingale is firmly planted in the forest floor. A marjoram bush 
flourishes here, spreading its delicate scent. Sprays of chervil cover the 
forest floor. Lovely coltsfoot carpets the forest floor. A solstice stocking has 
been hung here. A mature oak tree stands proudly here. Reaching up as high as 
the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. Resplendent light 
rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of brilliant facets, a delicate 
gem golem glimmers here. Valinea is here asleep, fading out of reality and 
surrounded by rainbows. They wield a leaf-life metallic shofa in each hand. 
Silver Regent Xiran Stormcrow is here, sound asleep. They are surrounded by a 
deflection bubble.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.
Your movement causes your magical shield to dissipate.

Galaphyrae rubs a magnificent handwarmer dusted with shimmering coal in her
hands vigorously until it gleams and then redirects the warmth onto a pile of 
kindling on the ground, starting a cozy campfire.

Galaphyrae twists the bottom of A White Copper Censer of Honey Redolence a few
turns, releasing forth the mingling scents of peppermint and pine.

((In dream realm))
A mechanical whirring fills the air as Sciomore, the Logician intones, "Logic
dictates that the Citadel is the only salvation against the nightmares."

The Cathedral of the Creator's Eye.
Radiating blissful healing energy informs you of a healing shrine of Weiwae
nearby. Wide, blue-painted doors open to this short and austere vestibule: 
mostly white in colour save for a trim of navy along both the baseboards and the 
trim around the ceiling. A handful of chairs flank the entrance, positioned as 
such to give visitors a chance to rest before venturing further within the 
cathedral. Opposite the doorway is a tiered table of votive candles of different 
sizes and heights; some have been lit, the thin flames slowly melting the wax 
that pools across the table's surface. Planks of pockmarked, creaking wood tile 
like a mosaic, creating a checkerboard effect that gradually fades to a 
monochrome as it reaches to the other rooms.
You see exits leading northeast, southwest, and northwest.

You say, "Logic..."

In ghostly silence, a hooded monk enters from the southwest.
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Her face shrouded within the deep hood of her robes, this quiet monk has an air
of unassuming superiority. Though the loose robes hide her body, her motions are 
quick and well-practiced. The robes themselves are a dark grey, fading to black 
in the shadowy folds of the dyed wool.
A hooded monk appears to be extraordinarily strong.
She weighs about 163 pounds.
She has a great resistance to magic damage.
She has a great resistance to psychic damage.
You cannot see what a hooded monk is holding.
It has the following aliases: monk.

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You greet a hooded monk with a sincere smile.
Murmuring, a hooded monk says, "I serve Frai, the Hooded One. We worship Her in
the Grotto of Ebon Secrets."
 [1] What is it that a monk does?
 [2] Tell me more about Frai.
 [3] Where is the Grotto of Ebon Secrets?
 [4] What is Nirvana?
 [5] What is the Citadel?
 [6] Who is Aelish?
 [7] Who is Sciomore?

You say, "What is it that a monk does?"
A hooded monk says, "We hide our bodies in worship of our Lady, that our secrets
will give us strength to worship Her in the darkness."

You tilt your head curiously.

You say, "Tell me more about Frai."
A hooded monk says, "The Hooded One hides Herself so that we may only know Her
in the quiet darkness of our hearts. We woship her in the Grotto of Ebon 

You say, "And what is this place, Nirvana?"
Softly, a hooded monk says, "There are many secrets here, beneath the skin of
the world. We absorb ourselves in the dreamlands in silent mediation."

You say, "What is the Citadel?"
Voice hoarse with excitment, a hooded monk says, "Those who learn the secrets of
the Lady are taken to the Citadel and transformed by Her power. I work hard so 
that my service will be recognized by the Lady so that I may join Her there."

You say, "What is her relation to Aelish?"
Head swiveling beneath her hood, a hooded monk says, "Lord Aelish made this
place. He is Lady Frai's husband and closest companion. We honour Him."

You say, "And Sciomore?"
Shaking her head beneath her cowl, a hooded monk says, "It is no secret that
Sciomore is jealous of Our Lady. He wishes to take Her place at Lord Aelish's 
right hand, but He is undeserving."

You say, "Thank you for your time. I must join those arriving as supporters of
Panaxra."

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in
the surrounding area.
Veldrin	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Uzriel	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Zagreus	from near a singing stream.
Ayisdra	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Tirah	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Eiselle	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Valinea	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Huskii	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Pyawr	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Esei	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Qoivhae	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Tikki	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Sapphira	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Einke	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Tylwyth	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Silvanos	from the Pillar of Nirvana.
Ferelith	from killing field of grass blades.
Mellori	from the Pillar of Nirvana.

The scent of blackthorn blossoms briefly fills the air as the whispering voice
of Esei states, "You claim the Dreaming is safe under your pact, o False Gods. 
How are you so sure of that?"

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Huskii.

You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Huskii.
The Pillar of Nirvana.
Swirling mists of colour elaborate the opalescent surface of the Pillar of
Nirvana, which rises from the top of the hill to scratch against the very vault 
of the sky. Fanning out an impressive frill of burgeoning begonias, a 
flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of spiky asphodel here. 
Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of brilliant 
facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Impeccably dressed for adventure, a 
gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised nearby, his diabolical 
inventions at the ready for casual violence. A tremendous emerald and onyx hydra 
with wings of coruscating black flame looms here, five heads snapping viciously. 
Swirling clouds of purest white meld to outline the ghostly figure of a stormy 
air elemental here. A golden oak tree depicted on his armour, a fae knight 
stands here, proud and shining. Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun with a Nymph face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a pink cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery 
basalt staff in her right hand. Valinea is here, pondering thoughtfully. They 
wield a leaf-life metallic shofa in each hand. Huskii Myeras stands here, 
enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. They wield a white-hot whip of 
electrical discharge in their right hand. A fire elemental burns here, riotous 
red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of 
the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-sweet scent of 
blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in their left hand. 
Their hood raised high to conceal their features, a robed academian studies 
here. He is surrounded by a deflection bubble. Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of 
Hallifax with a Blank face stands here, her presence perfuming the air with the 
warm scent of mouth-watering confections. She wields a delicate crystal staff in 
her left hand and a mechanical parasol in her right hand. Lips curved in a cruel 
smile, a sadistic artist spattered in paint and blood muses here, contemplating 
her next macabre masterpiece. A baleful crow perches here, crimson eyes piercing 
in their glare. A baleful crow perches here, crimson eyes piercing in their 
glare. Couturier Silvanos Lunarose, The Gaudigoose with a Pilgrim face drifts 
here, vibrant blossoms surging out of the ground around them. They wield a heavy 
golden hammer in each hand. The shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night stands 
here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes.
You see exits leading northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, and
northwest.
Your movement causes your magical shield to dissipate.

Barely audible is the devoted murmur of a chosen one as she wanders in from the
northwest.

Huskii utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of
Courses asks Zagreus, "Left?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Left the Citadel to come here, to the
Dreamlands proper."
Intoning with the rhythm of deep memory, a chosen one says, "And when the land
was created below, the Creator beckoned His kin and together from sheer 
nothingness made the Heavenly Citadel. Against all will and law of nature, it 
floats with the grace of His Light. The Book of Light, 7:12."

Comprehension flashes across Qoivhae's face.

With a wistful look on their face, Valinea touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Valinea touches the Pillar of Nirvana but it remains dormant.

Huskii ponders the situation.

You follow Huskii Myeras southwest to surrounded by onyx walls and neon blue
circuitry.

Swiftly crossing their arms over their chest, Huskii gives a quick bow in a
gesture of greeting.

The Logician's single red eye flares into view behind the centre lens of his
mask, locking onto you. Light builds within the black glass until it blazes out 
towards you, a laser bolt darting out to sear your body.
Flames lick around you - you are on fire!
Your flesh is charred, and you receive first degree burns.

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Leave our realm. You are not welcome here, and it
is illogical to speak with you."

Flames lick around you - you are on fire!
Your flesh is charred, and you receive second degree burns.

A series of bleeps and creaks are emitted from the Logician's chestplate as he
turns to survey you. His single glowing eye jumps between its lenses, and only 
when he has fully assessed you does he strike: with an unnaturally fast punch to 
the weakest spot in your side. Lightning crackles painfully around the wound in 
his wake.

A bright neon glow fills the area as the many tubes on Sciomore's mechanical
body erupt with power, sending painful flares of energy over all about him. You 
stumble back in agony, blinded by the light.
You feel your vision grow dark as the sight of the world leaves you.

(Curing scramble.)

You follow Huskii Myeras northeast to an errant fall of drifting, glittering
pollen.

You say, "Ow."

Huskii Myeras says, "Bad!"

With a trilling chirp, Couturier Silvanos Lunarose, The Gaudigoose says, "Well
that's not ideal if they become agressive."

Huskii Myeras says, "He's Extra unfriendly!"

Huskii huffs and puffs in outrage.

Silvanos mutters discontentedly.

You follow Huskii Myeras southwest to surrounded by onyx walls and neon blue
circuitry.

Sciomore, the Logician crosses his arms expectantly.
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Tall in stature and imposing in presence, the Logician appears less a god and
more a clockwork automaton brought to full consciousness. Beaten metal wraps 
around his head like a mask or hood, keeping whatever visage beneath safe from 
view; the only opportunity to see a single red eye is between one of three 
lenses of black glass that puncture the mask: though this eye shifts between 
each of these three intermittently. No mouth, but a mesh of thin wire surrounds 
the location of his mouth, a whisper of sound erupting from it - breathing, his 
voice, it is not certain. Across his chest is a breastplate of spinning gears 
that seem to empower his limbs as both his arms and legs are riveted with metal 
joints. Tubes of neon light jut out from his neck and pierce his shoulders, 
feeding the rest of his body with an indeterminable energy source. Despite this 
mechanical embodiment, Sciomore finds himself wrapped in a longcoat of black 
sheep's wool: the back of which is embroidered with a complex map of the planes.
Sciomore, the Logician does not even register your presence as a threat.

Reaching into a small compartment in the Godly Belt of Unthinkable Infinities,
Zagreus pulls out a small cactus bomb and lights it. He tosses it at Sciomore, 
the Logician's feet, and a cloud of sweet, sparkling smoke wafts up from the 
device.
The smoke calms Sciomore, the Logician, who ceases attacking.

"Shh!" says Zagreus, putting a finger to his lips.

Qoivhae greets Sciomore, the Logician with a sincere smile.
Sciomore, the Logician exclaims, "Impossible! I built the Narcoponatrix so this
would never happen!"

Sciomore, the Logician focuses His lens on each of you. "Very well. What do you
require?"

Surrounded by onyx walls and neon blue circuitry.
Black as night and glossy as the stars, the onyx-hewn walls of the Logician's
chapel soar endlessly upward into a darkness so infinite and impenetrable that 
they seem to extend into the furthest reaches of aetherspace. Branching at some 
intervals and merging at others, complex webs of circuitry travel in precise 
mathematical, sharply-angled paths along the stone walls, the energy-saturated 
lines glowing with a neon blue luminescence and occasionally sparking with 
bright, briefly-blinding flickers of loosed electricity. At the centre of it 
all, floating several metres high above the floor, is a giant, metallic sphere 
with the appearance of platinum. The surface of this odd contraption is 
mirrored, reflecting everything as warped, distorted images of themselves. A low-
pitched hum pervades the atmosphere, and faint vibrations can be felt underfoot. 
Flickering neon energy radiates from Sciomore, the Logician, who stands here 
imperiously. Fanning out an impressive frill of burgeoning begonias, a 
flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of spiky asphodel here. 
Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of brilliant 
facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Impeccably dressed for adventure, a 
gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised nearby, his diabolical 
inventions at the ready for casual violence. A tremendous emerald and onyx hydra 
with wings of coruscating black flame looms here, five heads snapping viciously. 
Swirling clouds of purest white meld to outline the ghostly figure of a stormy 
air elemental here. A golden oak tree depicted on his armour, a fae knight 
stands here, proud and shining. Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun with a Nymph face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a pink cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery 
basalt staff in her right hand. Valinea is here, pondering thoughtfully. They 
wield a leaf-life metallic shofa in each hand. Huskii Myeras stands here, 
enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. They wield a white-hot whip of 
electrical discharge in their right hand. A fire elemental burns here, riotous 
red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of 
the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-sweet scent of 
blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in their left hand. 
Their hood raised high to conceal their features, a robed academian studies 
here. He is surrounded by a deflection bubble. Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of 
Hallifax with a Blank face stands here, her presence perfuming the air with the 
warm scent of mouth-watering confections. She wields a delicate crystal staff in 
her left hand and a mechanical parasol in her right hand. Lips curved in a cruel 
smile, a sadistic artist spattered in paint and blood muses here, contemplating 
her next macabre masterpiece. A baleful crow perches here, crimson eyes piercing 
in their glare. Couturier Silvanos Lunarose, The Gaudigoose with a Pilgrim face 
drifts here, vibrant blossoms surging out of the ground around them. They wield 
a heavy golden hammer in each hand. The shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night 
stands here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes.
You see exits leading northeast, east, southeast, west, and northwest.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of
Courses says, "Err."

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Silence in the face of my brilliance is logical."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "So, who are you, Sciomore? Some kind
of... some kind of what?"

The enchanting and fluid voice of Ferelith resounds within your mind, "Last time
I was here he was a bit more violent."

Einke gives Valinea the once-over, eyeing them suspiciously.

Your soft voice reaches out to Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente,
tickling her ear, "He seems to have calmed."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "I don't know much about y'all 
so-called Lords of Nirvana or whatever but..."

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "Tidings, Logician. I see that this
Pact is serving you well I take it? I must admit it has me quite curious from 
whence it sprang."

A bright light emanates from the Citadel of Nirvana as Supreme Creator Aelish
comes down.

Steam emitting from his tubes, Sciomore, the Logician says, "What is it you
require, mortals? Have you come to serve?"

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "Who comes here to pry the path to the Citadel? What
are you doing here?"

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Have you nothing to say?"

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "Who goes here? I shall cast you out if you do not
answer immediately."

Esei smiles - a thin, unfriendly thing. "We do not serve falsities, I'm afraid.
Much like your... Pact."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente echoes, "I am here."

((Separated from group, may have missed conversation. ))
You shout, "Our delegation has been received already by Sciomore the Logician."

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "Why are you speaking with Sciomore?"

Sciomore, the Logician ponders for a moment before responding. "It is so. Some
fear My logical approach."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much shouts, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

You shout, "Is it not only logical?"

You see Sciomore, the Logician shout, "I know who I serve, and who should serve
me, Hooded One."

You have emoted: Hands tucked into her sleeves, Xiran bows her grey head to
Sciomore, the Logician.

A pert little nose takes in a delicate whiff of Veldrin's surroundings.

Sciomore, the Logician ponders the group before Him for a moment before
speaking. "Let us say that there is a Pact of sorts. What do you know of it?"

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "We do not
come to serve. And we know there is a weak link in your Pact. One which will be 
its doom, if you do not act to save it."

Sciomore, the Logician stares implacably at Esei.

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Explain."

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "I am inclined to agree. The Pact
serves now, but what of when the threat has passed? They worry so much that we 
speak with you. And why?"

Sciomore, the Logician says, "The others have always feared My power and logic.
What is this weak link? Tell me who it is, and I will let you live."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Is it not
illogical to have a Pact at all, considering your storied histories? Who would 
stand to gain from... lulling you into such a false sense of security?"

Without emotion, Sciomore, the Logician says, "Is it Serane?"

Tikki ponders for a moment "It would be impudent of us to point fingers into
Shadows... Logician." she'd say, emphasizing her words.

Leaning forward, dark eyes intent, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the
Ascending Dusk whispers, "Why would it not be?"

Veldrin D'Cente says, "Would be intrested to hear the logic behind it being
Serane."
Yawning, a dedicated scholar says, "Frivolous, isn't it? The pursuit of beauty
or the actualization of it. Why search for something within when there are 
greater mysteries and promises to be determined beyond."

Veldrin stretches languidly.

Sciomore, the Logician turns His gaze into the distance, as if focusing upon
someone or something far away. "Long has She plagued me, mortals. If She will 
betray the.." here He pauses, studying each of you in turn, "Pact, as you say, 
then I must do something about Her."

In a sweet, airy voice, Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun chitters, "Someone who keeps a
garden couldn't be all that bad right?"

Huskii's mouth turns up as their face breaks into a smile.

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Beauty is illogical."

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "It is only logical to act before
She has the chance to do the same. A beautiful face can hide treachery only for 
so long."

Sciomore, the Logician squints suspiciously at Tikki.
((Breaking for aside)) ne
Just before the Logosphere.
An oak sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. Silken robes swishing
about her body, a graceful admirer lingers here with head held high.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

You greet a graceful admirer with a sincere smile.
The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across a graceful admirer's lips as she
glances at Xiran.

A graceful admirer says, "Nature gifts the world with great beauty, and it is
our duty to discover it and allow it to flourish."
 [1] What are you an admirer of?
 [2] Would you tell me more about Serane?
 [3] I'd like to know about Nirvana.
 [4] What is the Citadel?
 [5] I'd like to know about your Lady's celestials.
 [6] Tell me about Sciomore.
 [7] Tell me about Luella.
 [8] Please, tell me about the Everlasting's Mirror.

You say, "What are you an admirer of?"
A graceful admirer gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

A graceful admirer says, "Why, all things of nature. There is beauty in
everything that is born of the elements; we aspire to help all of nature 
flourish to its true potential. Including ourselves, of course. We must first 
make ourselves desirable before we can look elsewhere."

You say, "Would you tell me more about Serane?"
Brushing aside a stray lock of hair, a graceful admirer says, "The Lady of the
Everlasting Beauty teaches us that beauty is finite, but that it does not 
flourish wholly of its own doing - we must seek our beauty and embrace it to 
reach our true potential."

You say, "I'd like to know about your Lady's celestials."
A graceful admirer says, "To possess enough potential to serve Her in the
Citadel...ah, there would be no greater blessing."
((Rejoining))
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Esei nods simply, hands clasped behind their back. "Indeed, you must," they say,
soft voice betraying a sympathetic lilt. "Beauty undermines Knowledge, but so 
too can Knowledge undermine Beauty."

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "Is beauty not merely a mask to
hide one's lack of intellect? As You say, Your Lordship, it's illogical."

Sciomore, the Logician says to Tikki, "You are of Hallifax, obviously. Once
the...Pact...is fulfilled, and I am empowered, I will allow you to serve me."

Sciomore, the Logician nods his head at Tikki.

Tikki bows respectfully to Sciomore, the Logician.

Eiselle delicately cleans their whiskers as they glance askance.

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Tell me, mortals. Who has told you of the Pact?
Was it indeed Serane, or someone else?"

Xiran murmurs from amid the crowd. "How freely these followers of Others roam 
through your Logosphere. Even admirers of Everlasting Beauty. I wonder why they 
linger so."

Sciomore, the Logician focuses His gaze into the distance. "It seems some
mortals are speaking to Aelish. Was it instead He that told you? Or His wife?"

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "Sciomore! What are you plotting there? These forces
were sent to Us by Panaxra to accomplish the awakening! I should be the only one 
speaking to them!"

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "Indeed, words can find their way
back. Lest we say too much that They may hear, let us just say that Your 
deductions are astounding."

Lip curling up, Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk
whispers, "He does seem rather wroth we are speaking with you."

You see Sciomore, the Logician shout, "Creator. My most truthful servant, Tikki
of Hallifax, tells me instead that Serane has been speaking to them of Our 
works."

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "Serane? You are plotting with Panaxra against Us?"

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "You honour me, Logician."
With a wry smile, a graceful admirer says, "Beauty cannot be understood with
logic, yet He and His try to do so. They do not understand that some things are 
felt, are instinct, are natural - not measured."

You see Sciomore, the Logician shout, "Be silent, Hooded One. Keep Your words
and Your skulking to Yourself."

Esei ponders a graceful admirer thoughtfully, looking her up and down.

Sciomore, the Logician stares blankly at a graceful admirer.

Mellori furrows her brow in thought.

Sciomore, the Logician says, "Panaxra's promised power must be Mine. I would not
share it with those who would betray us, mortals."

You say, "It does not sound like Lord Aelish much inclined to share either."
Solemnly, an iron warrior says, "The Lord Creator holds our God's loyalty and
thus our own. He knows what is best for Nirvana and we will not balk from doing 
what needs be done to protect it."

Huskii nods their head sagely at an iron warrior.
An iron warrior adjusts his bearings.

Sciomore, the Logician smirks.

You see Sciomore, the Logician shout, "Karagash, what have you to say? Will You
join me against Serane?"

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "I see through Your game, Serane!"

Aelish, the Creator shouts, "The Pact is no more, I declare it so!"

Sciomore, the Logician hisses softly, His lense focusing on each of you. "Leave
Us. We will deal with Serane."

Esei nods.

Esei gives Sciomore, the Logician a respectful bow, one hand clasped over their
heart.

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says, "As it should be, Logician."

Tikki bows respectfully to Sciomore, the Logician.

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Valinea.

You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Valinea.
The Pillar of Nirvana.
Swirling mists of colour elaborate the opalescent surface of the Pillar of
Nirvana, which rises from the top of the hill to scratch against the very vault 
of the sky. There are 2 flower vassals here. Hand upon the hilt of his katana, 
an iron warrior patrols the area with predatory efficiency. Fanning out an 
impressive frill of burgeoning begonias, a flourishing vinestalker twitches 
narrow, tufted stems of spiky asphodel here. Resplendent light rays reflecting 
and refracting from thousands of brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers 
here. Impeccably dressed for adventure, a gentleman scientist of refined bearing 
is poised nearby, his diabolical inventions at the ready for casual violence. 
Swirling clouds of purest white meld to outline the ghostly figure of a stormy 
air elemental here. A golden oak tree depicted on his armour, a fae knight 
stands here, proud and shining. Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun with a Nymph face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a pink cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery 
basalt staff in her right hand. Valinea is here, pondering thoughtfully. They 
wield a leaf-life metallic shofa in each hand. A fire elemental burns here, 
riotous red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-
Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-
sweet scent of blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in 
their left hand. Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax with a Blank face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand and a 
mechanical parasol in her right hand. A dramatic harlequin is here, limber and 
ready for any performance. The shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night stands 
here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes.
You see exits leading northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, and
northwest.
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Reaching farther than the eye can see, the Pillar of Nirvana stands upon this
hill and stretches into the empty blueness of the sky overhead. Constructed of 
pearlescent marble, it possesses a nacreous brilliance and translucency that is 
only occluded by the swathes of misty colour that shift across the stone like 
the zigzagging lines of a painters brush. Luminescent scrollwork adorns the base 
of the pillar: gleaming glyphs and silvery symbols incised not by hand, but 
rather a naturally engraved into the solid stone; the luminescence of the runes 
is blocked, somewhat, by the enveloping blossoms and verdant mounds that greets 
the Pillar, which leaves everything cast in a subdued, argent aura.
It weighs about 4000 pounds.
The Pillar of Nirvana is holding:
Nothing.
It has the following aliases: pillar.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Now to open the way."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "It involves murder, I
believe."

A pulse of power spreads across the sky of the Dreamlands in a halo that bursts
from the Narcoponatrix and then washes down towards the Dreamlands, removing the 
spell holding the Pillar blocked.

The pointed tips of Tirah's ears twitch to some errant sound.

"Oh?" Tirah exclaims quizzically.

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "Now what?"

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Go kill the false Gods."

Pyawr, Secret Keeper asks, "Who's taking lead?"

Blinking, you say, "The Pillar requires...?"

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Unless the
Dark Regent wishes to lend their prowess?"

Esei tilts their head and listens intently to Tirah.

In a raspy, androgynous voice, K'ahe'mor Tirah Mzithrei, of the Haze-Wreathed
Ebon says, "I can gladly."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Normally a lot of influencing is
required to enter the pillar."

Tirah looses a heartfelt rallying call, rallying others to their cause.
Ayisdra is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Eiselle is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Pyawr is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Esei is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Tylwyth is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Ferelith is drafted into Tirah's Squad.
Mellori is drafted into Tirah's Squad.

Esei nods.

You say, "Why is there talk of killing then?"

Esei clears their throat.

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Apologies,
Nimuire means of empowering the Pillar."

Esei gestures at the Pillar of Nirvana.

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "You don't kill the
denizens for the pieces normally."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "On this side influence denizens and
take to the right spots for the Deep Ones."

Comprehension flashes across Ferelith's face.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Rods spawn when enough are turned in,
and put the rods in the pillar."

Nascent Mellori, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "I admit I find it odd that we
should attack the False Gods. I do not fully understand what we accomplish with 
it, ultimately."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Seduction?"

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says to Ferelith, "Depends
which faifthful."

Ferelith nods her head emphatically.

You say, "One I spoke to earlier was to be empowered. I think it best to
inquire."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Let's get it going then."

With a wistful look on his face, Zagreus touches the Pillar of Nirvana.

You reach out and touch the Pillar of Nirvana.
The surface of the Pillar of Nirvana lies cool and dormant under your hands.
As your hands touch the pillar, you feel slots for six rods. A vision swims into
your mind: Masses of followers worshipping at the chapels of their Gods, their 
collective belief calling forth rods of divine power that energize the Pillar of 
Nirvana.
You have received a quest! Check out QUEST NIRVANA for more information.

With the sound of flapping gills, Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of
Courses says, "I will try to do for Aelish."

(Serenwilde): You say, "It seems we influence the followers of the False Gods
and lead them to respective shrines to empower the Pillar of Nirvana."

(Serenwilde): Huskii says, "Aye. Compliments. Though... Other flattery for the
admirers and vassels."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente echoes, "I am gathering Vassals."

Tikki leaves, following Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk.
Skeletal white blossoms flower along the flesh of Esei as their body splits
apart into a blizzard of blackthorn petals that leave to the east.

(Serenwilde): Huskii says, "Shelter."
((Xiran doesn't have Omniscience, checking CTELLS FULL))
History for Serenwilde:
2024/07/08 02:31:23 - Eluisa: Greetings, Wilde.
2024/07/08 02:31:45 - Huskii: Shelter.

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "We are within Nirvana. Naesan Sweetfur is at the Aetherplex, 
and can provide cookies that can be eaten to enter. Currently we influence by 
various means some followers of False Gods."

A broken path through the forest.
Here the well-trodden path becomes somewhat mired with brambles and nettles. The
savage plants encroach upon the track maliciously, reaching out with barbed 
tendrils in an attempt to meet one another across the path and render it 
entirely unusable. A sweet scent hangs in the air, emanating from the berries 
hidden within the brambles, and providing a slight juxtaposition to the savage 
foliage. A birch sapling clings tenaciously to the ground here. There are 2 
graceful admirers here. An iron warrior is here, sleeping soundly. There are 2 
flower vassals here. Silken robes swishing about his body, a graceful admirer 
lingers here with head held high. His attention lost to the book in hand, a 
dedicated scholar ambles about in blind pontification. Huskii Myeras stands 
here, enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves.
You see exits leading north, northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest.

Smoothing back their hair, Huskii outrageously slides up to a flower vassal and
blows on the back of her neck.
A flower vassal drops down on her knees, worshipping the very ground Huskii
walks on!
Lips spreading wide into a crazed grin, a flower vassal exclaims, "The Lady of
Flowers calls us back to nature! In Her beauty we shall bask! Her great and 
glorious beauty!"

Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses yells, "Got the rod for
Aelish."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Rods go into the Pillar."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente echoes, "Got the Rod of Flowers."

Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses yells, "Rod of Creation in."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente echoes, "Creation and Flowers in -
need the other two."

Huskii Myeras yells, "Rod of Beauty."

Huskii Myeras yells, "Shadows."

((Xiran gets very lost after influencing a hooded monk and Huskii rescues her.))
You follow Huskii Myeras out to at the mouth of the Grotto of Ebon Secrets.

You thank Huskii profusely.

You follow Huskii Myeras east to the Pillar of Nirvana.

The Pillar of Nirvana.
The surrounding forest falls away from this hill, the trees becoming sparser and
younger as one ascends. Sculpted from pearly, near-translucent marble, a robust 
cylindrical column stands steadfast at the very zenith of the hill, underneath 
the open expanse of sky, free from the arboreal canopy. In the midst of rampant 
weeds and fragrant wildflowers, the smooth, opal-swirled stone of the Pillar of 
Nirvana is immaculate, untouched by the elements, unravaged by the inevitable 
passage of time. Lacking the brazenness of the local flora, fauna seem to shy 
away from the pillar, never coming near to inspect the column or even to graze 
upon the lush grasses and flowers. The misty colours that brush across the 
nacreous veneer of the marble seem to shift and change, like nimbus clouds 
stirred to liveliness by the wind, images almost rising to the surface, but 
sinking again into the stone before they may be discerned. The base of the 
column is graven with a series of silvery glyphs that occasionally light up with 
a dreamy, argent glow, half-obscured by the mounds of loamy soil and tangled 
chains of blossoms encircling it. Swirling mists of colour elaborate the 
opalescent surface of the Pillar of Nirvana, which rises from the top of the 
hill to scratch against the very vault of the sky. Fanning out an impressive 
frill of burgeoning begonias, a flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted 
stems of spiky asphodel here. Hands folded beneath her robes, a hooded monk 
stands in sombre silence. Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from 
thousands of brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Impeccably 
dressed for adventure, a gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised 
nearby, his diabolical inventions at the ready for casual violence. A tremendous 
emerald and onyx hydra with wings of coruscating black flame looms here, five 
heads snapping viciously. Swirling clouds of purest white meld to outline the 
ghostly figure of a stormy air elemental here. A golden oak tree depicted on his 
armour, a fae knight stands here, proud and shining. Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun 
with a Nymph face stands here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm 
scent of mouth-watering confections. She wields a pink cotton candy mace in her 
left hand and a fiery basalt staff in her right hand. Huskii Myeras stands here, 
enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. A fire elemental burns here, 
riotous red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-
Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-
sweet scent of blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in 
their left hand. Their hood raised high to conceal their features, a robed 
academian studies here. He is surrounded by a deflection bubble. Sugary Savant 
Tikki, Chair of Hallifax with a Blank face stands here, her presence perfuming 
the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering confections. She wields a delicate 
crystal staff in her left hand and a mechanical parasol in her right hand. Lips 
curved in a cruel smile, a sadistic artist spattered in paint and blood muses 
here, contemplating her next macabre masterpiece. A baleful crow perches here, 
crimson eyes piercing in their glare. A dramatic harlequin is here, limber and 
ready for any performance. The shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night stands 
here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes. Skyborne Parvenu 
Aurian is here. She wields a mechanical cane in her left hand.
You see exits leading northeast, east, southeast, southwest, west, and
northwest.

Huskii puts the Rod of Shadow into the Pillar of Nirvana.
As the Rod of Shadow fits neatly within the Pillar of Nirvana, a sheen of power
swirls over the surface of the pillar.

Huskii Myeras says, "What are we missing?"

Huskii tilts their head inquisitively.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "We've the
rods of ... Creation, Shadow, Logic, and... Beauty?"

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Two more,
yes?"

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Flowers too."

Esei nods.

Huskii Myeras says, "Warriors left."

Huskii's ears perk up with a sudden interest.

Tikki arrives, following Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending
Dusk.
A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the west, thorny vines sprouting
within the floral cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.

As the Rod of War fits neatly within the Pillar of Nirvana, a sheen of power
swirls over the surface of the pillar.
The Pillar of Nirvana thrums with power and emits a blinding glow before
shooting a pillar of light high into the Citadel above, piercing directly 
through its centre.

Esei nods.

"Ahah!" Ferelith exclaims triumphantly.

Zagreus flashes the victory sign.

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

With a wistful look on her face, Ferelith touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Ferelith dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the
Citadel high above.

With a wistful look on his face, Zagreus touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Zagreus dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the
Citadel high above.

Huskii Myeras says, "Good."

Valinea arrives from the northwest.

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Huskii dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the Citadel
high above.
You follow Huskii Myeras to a glass-floored plaza.
Tiny orbs of light spiral into the Citadel from below which quickly cluster
together, depositing Huskii before you.

A glass-floored plaza.
Tiny points of black and white energy float through the air as they filter out
from a shield shrine of Zvoltz nearby. The corrosiveness of the taint sickens 
the land. Stretching far in all directions, this plaza is the most central point 
of the Citadel and curiously designed; indeed, where the marble walls flow from 
ceiling to floor, they are meet by the presence of a crystal-clear pane of 
glass. Though it sounds like it would crack under the pressure of bodies, this 
glassy flooring is sturdy and resilient, if a bit too sleek and slippery. But it 
allows the full presence of Nirvana to be seen: the rising point of the Pillar 
of Nirvana, placed directly below and appearing more like a white point at the 
heart; the six chapels, each remarkable in their own right; and the glorious 
landscape of the Dreamlands. Even a fluff of cloud passes by as it lazily swims 
through the air, the cottony vapor only adding to the breathtaking view from 
high above. A glass globe floats here as a dreamy mist swirls lazily within. Her 
face framed by a sunburst halo, a golden celestial looms with the intensity of a 
star. A dark celestial hovers here, surrounded by a susurrus of unintelligible 
words. Inky eyes watchful, an iron celestial patrols the area, trailing the hazy 
smoke of a battlefield. Hands folded beneath her robes, a hooded monk stands in 
sombre silence. Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands 
of brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Impeccably dressed for 
adventure, a gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised nearby, his 
diabolical inventions at the ready for casual violence. A tremendous emerald and 
onyx hydra with wings of coruscating black flame looms here, five heads snapping 
viciously. Swirling clouds of purest white meld to outline the ghostly figure of 
a stormy air elemental here. Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun with a Nymph face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a pink cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery 
basalt staff in her right hand. Sower Valinea, who meddles too much is here. 
They wield a leaf-life metallic shofa in each hand. Huskii Myeras stands here, 
enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-
Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air with the sickly-
sweet scent of blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in 
their left hand. Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax with a Blank face stands 
here, her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand and a 
mechanical parasol in her right hand. A dramatic harlequin is here, limber and 
ready for any performance. The shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night stands 
here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes.
You see exits leading north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west,
and northwest.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente asks, "Group up then to confront
them?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Two more steps before we can confont
the Fake Gods under normal circumstances."

Ferelith tilts her head and listens intently to Zagreus.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Unless we have a shortcut somehow.."

Huskii Myeras says, "The... Uhh, pillars need to be weakened, right?"

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente asks Zagreus, "What's the next step?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Kill celestials and put in opposing
side thing, then solve the narcoponatrix."

A golden celestial says, "We were but a spark and He drew us close, fashioning
in His own image. Glorious are we, and He, as the Light of His radiance shines 
forth."

A dark celestial says, "The celestials are those blessed by the Hooded One to
serve Her here in the Citadel. We reach out from Her shadows to place events on 
the course which serves Her best."

With the quickness of route memory and lightning, an austere celestial says,
"WearethecelestialsoftheLogician, 
wewerechosenbecauseweprovedandactualisedtheLogician'sAxiom. Realityismalleable. 
Wechangedreality."

The acrid smell of smoke fills the air as an iron celestial marches in from the
southwest.

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

Ferelith points accusingly at a golden celestial.

A golden celestial turns her blinding, roseate eyes to Ferelith and smiles
warmly.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente asks, "Those?"

((Hunting crit spam; gathering Yuli and Eluisa))
You say, "I think Yuli about somewhere."

Huskii Myeras says, "You want to grab her?"

Your soft voice reaches out to Yuli Re'Leo, tickling her ear, "May I summon
you?"

The melodious voice of Yuli resonates in your mind, "Sure.."

You violently grab some strands of aether and whip them out towards Yuli.

You curtsey gracefully before Yuli.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Currently the instruction is to kill the celestial
guardians."

(Serenwilde): Yuli says, "Um."

A wry smile spreads across your face.

You say, "Not those of Celest. There are celestials of each False God."

(Serenwilde): You say, "Folk are working together to take down the Narcoponatrix.
This is to allow us to confront the False Gods on more favourable terms."

Melodious like the sweet music of birdsong, Luella, the Lady of Flowers echoes,
"The time of your creation is at an end, Aelish. Soon, nature will reign 
supreme!"

The sands of the dreaming suddenly lift you up and send you sailing out of the
dreamrealm.

You traverse the boundary between reality and dreams.
Forest alongside Moon River.
The area is bathed with silver light as a robust defensive aura suffuses the air
due to a shield shrine of Lisaera nearby. Silvery moonlight sparkles in the air. 
Thick hedgerows surround this part of the forest, leaving only a discrete trail 
that runs parallel to the river beyond. Thin pine trees stretch above the lower 
bushes, leaving only a few shards of light to dangle through the thick foliage. 
The sound of the flowing river mixes with birdsong to fill the air with nature's 
sweet melody. A clump of golden, four-leaf clovers sway in the breeze here. A 
sedge of galingale is firmly planted in the forest floor. A marjoram bush 
flourishes here, spreading its delicate scent. Sprays of chervil cover the 
forest floor. Lovely coltsfoot carpets the forest floor. A solstice stocking has 
been hung here. A mature oak tree stands proudly here. Reaching up as high as 
the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living totem. There is a 
campfire here, roaring merrily. Eddies of frost swirl around the graceful form 
of a huge snow phoenix with icy wings. Resplendent light rays reflecting and 
refracting from thousands of brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers 
here. Eluisa has a look of comprehension here. She wields a luminous hammer of 
Mother Moon in her left hand and a dazzling petal shield in her right hand. 
Silver Regent Xiran Stormcrow is here, sound asleep. She is surrounded by a 
deflection bubble. Yuli Re'Leo is here asleep, fading out of reality and 
surrounded by rainbows. She wields a resin-stained saffron and black viola in 
her left hand.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

You open your eyes and yawn mightily.

Eluisa pats you in a friendly manner.

You say to Eluisa, "Apologies for the one-sided communication."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "What disturbed your cat-nap?"

Eluisa shakes her head.

You say to Galaphyrae, "Thank you for watching over us."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I'm preparing myself."

You say to Eluisa, "I wanted to make sure you were alright."

Eluisa's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I'm well! Just recovering
from meditations and such."

You say, "I shall go visit Naesan and return."

(Coven): Galaphyrae says, "Dark celestials go to the iron pillar. Efflorescent
to the one for beauty. Golden to flowers. Iron to creation. Graceful to logic. 
And austere to shadow."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I suppose I don't quite
understand wholly what's going on."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "But I think I'll catch up."

(Coven): You say, "Ooh."

(Coven): Galaphyrae says, "I am not certain if this transcends the Dreamrealm."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much shouts, "Put the celestials in the pillars."

You hug Eluisa compassionately.

You say to Naesan Sweetfur, "Greetings, May I request a second packet of cookies
please?"

Naesan Sweetfur points accusingly at a glistening platter of rose-shaped
potatoes.

The Aetherplex Chamber.
The spherical chamber is formed from a hollow geode comprised of dozens of
precious gemstones. Large jagged formations of rubies, sapphires, diamonds and 
emeralds line the walls and ceiling. The floor has been cut and polished to a 
brilliant shine, revealing concentric circles of brilliant colours. Upon close 
examination of the glassy floor, shimmering reflections briefly glide across its 
smooth surface of wondrous mansions and abodes. A current of electricity 
continuously runs throughout this mineral wonder, causing tiny sparks to 
erratically blossom up and down the crystalline formations. Shimmering with 
aetheric energy, a bright glowing portal floats here in midair. An orderly 
poster of invitation has been displayed here, bearing an accredited seal. 
Spattered with bits of moss, a poster has been displayed here. With a commanding 
presence, Nimuire Duskbloom observes her surroundings. An enthralling archdemon 
wearing an infernal bone mask prowls nearby, exuding an insidious aura of 
tempting iniquity. There are 11 glistening platters of rose-shaped potatoes 
here. A platter of pork ribs slathered in tangy sauce steams gently. In the 
shape of an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Naesan Sweetfur slouches 
here, his hands cuffed in front of him. Impeccably dressed for adventure, a 
gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised nearby, his diabolical 
inventions at the ready for casual violence. A tremendous emerald and onyx hydra 
with wings of coruscating black flame looms here, five heads snapping viciously. 
Eiselle is here asleep, fading out of reality and surrounded by rainbows. She 
wields a pink cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery basalt staff in her 
right hand. A fire elemental burns here, riotous red flames twisting in chaotic 
patterns. Esei Shee-Slaugh is here asleep, fading out of reality and surrounded 
by rainbows. They wield a dagger of seething shadow in their left hand. Lips 
curved in a cruel smile, a sadistic artist spattered in paint and blood muses 
here, contemplating her next macabre masterpiece. The shadowy form of a Daughter 
of the Night stands here, exuding wyrden power from within swirling black robes. 
You see a sign here instructing you to use the PORTAL command to enter the 
aetherplex system. There is an aetherways portal here.
You see exits leading north (open door), south, out, and through a bright,
glowing portal.

Comprehension flashes across your face.

Naesan Sweetfur exclaims, "I've left a few for anyone to take!"

Naesan Sweetfur beams broadly at you.

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much shouts, "Attempt to wake and re-enter
Nirvana?"

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

You say, "Many thanks."

You pick up a glistening platter of rose-shaped potatoes.

Naesan Sweetfur exclaims, "Good luck!"

Each of the twice-cooked potatoes placed carefully on this platter have
been intricately carved into the shape of a rose. Made by a single
slice, the petal-like folds of the potato spiral out and have curled
into impressively realistic shapes. Their golden surface darkens at the
tips, and glisten with a liberal application of melted butter. The
potatoes have been arranged neatly upon a layer of raw baby spinach,
sliced tomatoes and lightly grilled slices of cheese thick enough to
have retained their shape.
It has 21 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 1 pounds and 14 ounce(s).
It has a trade valuation of worthless.
It bears the distinctive mark of Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax.
It has the following aliases: platter.

You put your nose over a glistening platter of rose-shaped potatoes and inhale.
Bringing the platter to your nose, you inhale the rich aroma of garlic butter
and the savoury scent of fried potato.

You curtsey gracefully before Naesan Sweetfur.

Naesan Sweetfur bows respectfully to you.

You have emoted: Xiran circles about Naesan Sweetfur thrice, trailing magical
salt.

Naesan Sweetfur tells you, "Thank you!"

You shed demigoddess form and flow as a spirit through the verdant leaves,
embracing the physical once more and arrive at forest alongside Moon River.
Forest alongside Moon River.
The area is bathed with silver light as a robust defensive aura suffuses the air
due to a shield shrine of Lisaera nearby. Silvery moonlight sparkles in the air. 
A White Copper Censer of Honey Redolence floats in the air here, suffusing the 
surroundings with the mingling scents of peppermint and pine. There is a 
moderate breeze here. Thick hedgerows surround this part of the forest, leaving 
only a discrete trail that runs parallel to the river beyond. Thin pine trees 
stretch above the lower bushes, leaving only a few shards of light to dangle 
through the thick foliage. The sound of the flowing river mixes with birdsong to 
fill the air with nature's sweet melody. A clump of golden, four-leaf clovers 
sway in the breeze here. A sedge of galingale is firmly planted in the forest 
floor. A marjoram bush flourishes here, spreading its delicate scent. Sprays of 
chervil cover the forest floor. Lovely coltsfoot carpets the forest floor. A 
solstice stocking has been hung here. A mature oak tree stands proudly here. 
Reaching up as high as the eye can see looms the awesome presence of a living 
totem. Eddies of frost swirl around the graceful form of a huge snow phoenix 
with icy wings. A powerful aroma emanating from within, a Censer of Wonder rests 
here. Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of 
brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Eluisa has a look of 
comprehension here. She wields a luminous hammer of Mother Moon in her left hand 
and a dazzling petal shield in her right hand. Yuli Re'Leo is here asleep, 
fading out of reality and surrounded by rainbows. She wields a resin-stained 
saffron and black viola in her left hand.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

After eating a glistening platter of rose-shaped potatoes, your eyes close
dreamily as you fall to the floor, asleep and unconscious.
You are taken off your feet.
Your tired mind slips into sleep.
You traverse the boundary between reality and dreams.

Your soft voice reaches out to Yuli Re'Leo, tickling her ear, "May I teleport?"

The melodious voice of Yuli resonates in your mind, "Yeah."

You tug upon the aether strands around you, searching for one that connects to
Yuli.

You have recovered equilibrium.

You teleport along the aether strands to Yuli.
Tranquil views of impossible dreamscapes.
Tiny points of black and white energy float through the air as they filter out
from a shield shrine of Zvoltz nearby. A whole wall of this huge chamber is 
given over to a magnificent window: from floor to ceiling, it is made of a 
single pane of glass so perfectly clean that looking through it one almost 
forgets that it is there. The marble walls of the room seem bland and 
unimportant in comparison to the view thus granted - for what can be seen is 
literally incredible. Colours, smoke, bursts of light; all possible things swirl 
and intertwine within the dreamscape beyond. Whether truly what lies beyond this 
place, or simply a creation of some aesthetic magic, there is no doubt that it 
is beautiful beyond compare. Beyond, the marble and gold construction of the 
Narcoponatrix floats: energy issuing forth from the grand machine as it empowers 
the Citadel. Fanning out an impressive frill of burgeoning begonias, a 
flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of spiky asphodel here. 
Resplendent light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of brilliant 
facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers here. Impeccably dressed for adventure, a 
gentleman scientist of refined bearing is poised nearby, his diabolical 
inventions at the ready for casual violence. Swirling clouds of purest white 
meld to outline the ghostly figure of a stormy air elemental here. A golden oak 
tree depicted on his armour, a fae knight stands here, proud and shining. 
Eiselle, Spicy Cinnabun with a Nymph face stands here, her presence perfuming 
the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering confections. She wields a pink 
cotton candy mace in her left hand and a fiery basalt staff in her right hand. 
Huskii Myeras stands here, enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. A 
fire elemental burns here, riotous red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. 
Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing 
the air with the sickly-sweet scent of blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger 
of seething shadow in their left hand. Their hood raised high to conceal their 
features, a robed academian studies here. He is surrounded by a deflection 
bubble. Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax with a Blank face stands here, 
her presence perfuming the air with the warm scent of mouth-watering 
confections. She wields a delicate crystal staff in her left hand and a 
mechanical parasol in her right hand. Lips curved in a cruel smile, a sadistic 
artist spattered in paint and blood muses here, contemplating her next macabre 
masterpiece. A baleful crow perches here, crimson eyes piercing in their glare. 
A dramatic harlequin is here, limber and ready for any performance. The shadowy 
form of a Daughter of the Night stands here, exuding wyrden power from within 
swirling black robes. Yuli Re'Leo is here, shrouded. She wields a resin-stained 
saffron and black viola in her left hand.
You see exits leading north, south, and west.

Ferelith nods her head emphatically.
((Rejoining))
Your soft voice reaches out to Yuli Re'Leo, tickling her ear, "Many thanks."

Comprehension flashes across Ferelith's face.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Let me try to slip in
again..."

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "Does nobody have any corpses?"

Esei shakes their head.

Huskii Myeras says, "Still missing a few?"

Valinea nods their head emphatically.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Last one is stuck within the
Narcoponatrix somehow."

Valinea ponders the situation.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "The rest are in the
Narcoponatrix."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Damned Fates."

You follow Huskii Myeras east to standing before the Pillar of Logic.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente yells, "Found some."

Eluisa tells you, "Greetings. What do we seek now in Nirvana?"

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "Feel free to teleport to me. We seek a final celestial. I 
apologise for missing your aethertells earlier. Aye the platter serves instead. 
It seems Naesan prepared a variety of foods capable of sending us into Nirvana."

((Oop! Last celestial placed.))
A mechanical whirring fills the air as Sciomore, the Logician intones, "Beauty
is useless, Serane. I will bring you down so that the Circle may advance without 
the weight of your foolish ideas."
Full scale battle breaks out between the Circle of the Deep, their divine
figures burning in the sky above the Dreamlands as power and devastation erupt 
around them. Within the Dreamlands themselves, the sound of fighting breaks out 
among the Circle's followers.
Reverberating in a headache inducing way, a cold, logical voice announces,
'NARCOPONATRIX FAILSAFE MEASURES ACTIVATED. RESTRICTED, NON-AETHERIC ACCESS 
GRANTED. CONSULT THE FALLBACK MANUAL FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTION.'

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with
motes of bright light.

Among the sparkling motes of light, a translucent figure appears in the air and
then quickly solidifies as Eluisa comes into view.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Plinth time."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Her beautiful face marred by a look of utter loathing, Serane blasts the Lady of
Flowers with indigo fire.

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Huskii.

You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Huskii.
Eluisa follows you ether.
Tranquil views of impossible dreamscapes.
Tiny points of black and white energy float through the air as they filter out
from a shield shrine of Zvoltz nearby. A whole wall of this huge chamber is 
given over to a magnificent window: from floor to ceiling, it is made of a 
single pane of glass so perfectly clean that looking through it one almost 
forgets that it is there. The marble walls of the room seem bland and 
unimportant in comparison to the view thus granted - for what can be seen is 
literally incredible. Colours, smoke, bursts of light; all possible things swirl 
and intertwine within the dreamscape beyond. Whether truly what lies beyond this 
place, or simply a creation of some aesthetic magic, there is no doubt that it 
is beautiful beyond compare. Beyond, the marble and gold construction of the 
Narcoponatrix floats: energy issuing forth from the grand machine as it empowers 
the Citadel. A small hollow atop the iridescent dream crystal plinth ends in a 
slot, small scratches about it showing past use. Creating gleaming reflections 
on the glass and marble, a gateway of light rises up from the floor. A 
tremendous emerald and onyx hydra with wings of coruscating black flame looms 
here, five heads snapping viciously. Swirling clouds of purest white meld to 
outline the ghostly figure of a stormy air elemental here. Huskii Myeras stands 
here, enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. Their hood raised high 
to conceal their features, a robed academian studies here. He is surrounded by a 
deflection bubble.
You see exits leading north, south, west, and through a gateway of light.
9680h, 11330m, 11880e, 100em exkp@-follow huskii
You begin to follow Huskii.

You say, "Plinth time?"

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches a dream crystal plinth.

You follow Huskii Myeras to the Narcoponatrix's entrance.

Huskii Myeras says, "Whoosh!"

Blinking as though they have something in their eye, Eluisa appears in a
blinding flash of light.

Bouncing off of the glass and the churning fog, the words of a male human echo
about saying, 'YKSABE.'

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "We need to empower it first if memory
serves."

Bouncing off of the glass and the churning fog, the words of a male elfen echo
about saying, 'It seems the bridge echoes our voices.'

l bridge
Spanning from one end of the chasm to the marble platform suspended at the
other, golden threads criss-cross each other at odd angles. Crystal platforms of 
various sizes dangle at various heights, each one precariously balanced on two 
or three of the golden threads. It is difficult to gauge the alignment of the 
bridge's pieces without peering closer.
Peering at the bridge, you observe the following:


      |___||___||___||___|
                          
                          
######                    ######
####                      ######
##                        ######

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "An anagram?"

Bouncing off of the glass and the churning fog, the words of a male elfen echo
about saying, 'Four letters not six.'

Comprehension flashes across Eluisa's face.


Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Killing stuff on the first level,
then put dream crystals in plinth."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "We need the three passwords."

The glowing form of Aelish sends a lance of holy light streaming into the body
of the Iron God.

Eluisa tells you, "Going to break off and assist Zagreus in his hunt of
'everything on the first level'"

Eluisa leaves to the east, emanating an aura of immense power.

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "Ahahaha."

Huskii Myeras says, "Empower the bridges."

Huskii ponders the situation.
((Hunting spam.))
Huskii's attack passes through the shield of a chosen one, the protective sphere
dissolving into thin air.
Snapping a cold snap whip back and forth, Huskii lashes out at a chosen one,
leaving trails of broken and frost-bruised skin upon her body.
Huskii has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
The final blow proves too much for a chosen one, who expires, pitifully.
A chosen one has been slain by Huskii.
Dream energy pours from a chosen one, coalescing into an iridescent dream
crystal.
Many golden sovereigns spill from the corpse.
Huskii's eyes glint as they reach down and collect the gold.
A ball of flaming tar catches the corpse of a chosen one in a stream of fire and
draws it up into Huskii's hands.

((Huskii picks up a ton of iridescent dream crystals left behind by others.))

Magister Qoivhae Vivalde, the Charter of Courses yells, "Got some crystals."

You see Huskii Myeras yell, "Remember your crystals!"

Huskii flails about helplessly.

Huskii picks up an iridescent dream crystal.

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

Huskii Myeras says, "So many!"

You follow Huskii Myeras southeast to beneath canopied shadows.

You say, "Silly folk."
((Search and sweep.))

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "All done turn them in."

Huskii Myeras says, "Looking good!"

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Huskii dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the Citadel
high above.
You follow Huskii Myeras to a glass-floored plaza.
Tiny orbs of light spiral into the Citadel from below which quickly cluster
together, depositing Huskii before you.

Tiny orbs of light spiral into the Citadel from below which quickly cluster
together, depositing Zagreus before you.

You follow Huskii Myeras southwest to the Narcoponatrix's entrance.

You follow Huskii Myeras to tranquil views of impossible dreamscapes.

Huskii ponders the situation.

Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further ninety-two iridescent dream 
crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

((Further turn-ins.))
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further 75 dream crystals required. 
Vending fallback instruction manual now.'
With a thump, a manual falls out of one of the slots at a dream crystal plinth's
base.

((...))
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further 50 dream crystals required. 
Failsafe security word one of three is YLDIQY'
Crackling light runs across the surface of a dream crystal plinth as the
security word is inscribed upon it.

((...))
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further thirty-nine iridescent dream 
crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Only one password, uh oh."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "They had another."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Ebasky?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "No, ignore that."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Huskii nods their head emphatically.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "It's on the plinth."

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "They increased the
crystals from what I remember."


Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Either people didn't turn them in, or
we have to wait for the things to return."

Huskii nods their head sagely.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Sciomore is here, we may not need to
solve that."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Southeast corner."

You follow Huskii Myeras southeast to standing before the Pillar of Logic.

A series of bleeps and creaks are emitted from the Logician's chestplate as he
turns to survey Eluisa. His single glowing eye jumps between its lenses, and 
only when he has fully assessed her does he strike: with an unnaturally fast 
punch to the weakest spot in Eluisa's side. Lightning crackles around the wound 
in his wake.

Huskii flails about helplessly.

With a single fell swoop of his metallic limbs, the Logician strikes at Eluisa's
leg, causing it to snap. The blow is timed and angled with such precision that 
the bone immediately juts out, spilling blood everywhere.

You follow Huskii Myeras northwest to causeway following neon writing.

Zagreus sips lucidity slush from a steel vial.

Eluisa enters from the southeast, emanating an aura of immense power.

Huskii Myeras says, "Just punch him?"

Zagreus looses a quiet "Hrmm...", tugging gently on his salt and pepper scruff
beard as he ponders for answers.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Not normally how this goes.."

Huskii Myeras says, "Been a while since I hunted here last..."


Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "What was the plan anyway Fellowship
peoples."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "They broke the Pact, then what."

Huskii shrugs helplessly.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Flouder around until someone suggests
an idea."

Huskii Myeras says, "I think we're done... They're no longer conspiring to rouse
Sun, as they are in discord."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much shouts, "There's more of their followers
down here!"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Or we could just kill them all so they
don't change their mind and re-pact."

Einke nods his head at Zagreus.

Huskii Myeras whispers, "I like that idea."

The corners of Huskii's mouth turn up as they grin mischievously.

With a deep bellow, Karagash brings his colossal two-pronged sword down into the
body of the Hooded One.

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says to Zagreus, "Probably won't agree with you
often in my life."

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "But this time, I do."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "So we need to finish the Narco puzzle,
normally..."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Can try killing Sciomore since here,
too."

Huskii Myeras says, "Sounds like there's more dream crystals."

Pyawr tilts back his head and inhales deeply while twitching a wolf's snout.

Zagreus looses a quiet "Hrmm...", tugging gently on his salt and pepper scruff
beard as he ponders for answers.

((Einke, Esei, Huskii, Tikki, and Zagreus fight Sciomore. ))

A series of bleeps and creaks are emitted from the Logician's chestplate as he
turns to survey Einke. His single glowing eye jumps between its lenses, and only 
when he has fully assessed him does he strike: with an unnaturally fast punch to 
the weakest spot in Einke's side. Lightning crackles around the wound in his 
wake.

The Logician's single red eye flares into view behind the centre lens of his
mask, locking onto Huskii. Light builds within the black glass until it blazes 
out towards them, a laser bolt darting out to sear their body.

Einke has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
Sciomore, the Logician has met their end in the deadly web of a mechanical
spider.
Sciomore, the Logician has been slain by Einke.
A king's ransom of golden sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Einke's eyes glint as he reaches down and collects the gold.
Einke suddenly scoops up the corpse of Sciomore, the Logician.

Einke flexes his muscles in an impressive display of strength.

Eluisa enters from the northwest, emanating an aura of immense power.

You follow Huskii Myeras southwest to a glass-floored plaza.

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches a globe of shifting dreams.
Huskii dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral downward toward the
dreamlands far below.
You follow Huskii Myeras to the Pillar of Nirvana.
Tiny orbs of light spiral downward from the sky which quickly cluster together,
depositing Huskii before you.

((Huskii resumes hunt for crystals.))
A flower vassal plucks an anemone from her hair and twirls it betwixt her
fingertips. You barely have a moment to consider the pale flower before she has 
waved it in the direction of Huskii, who clutches their abdomen and stumbles as 
if suddenly unwell.

You follow Huskii Myeras northeast to shivering, illuminated pools.

An iron warrior delivers a dangerously-deep cut to Huskii's arm, slicing it wide
open.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Sorry if someone was trying to moonbeam earlier."

Eluisa tells you, "Shall never forgive you!"

Eluisa enters from the west, emanating an aura of immense power.

Eluisa begins to follow you.

Eluisa grabs protectively at you.

You hug Eluisa compassionately.

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with
motes of bright light.

Huskii enters from the east, emanating an aura of immense power.

Power crackles around Sciomore as a beam of energy shoots out from his eye,
tearing into the Everlasting Beauty.

Valinea arrives from the northwest.

With a wistful look on their face, Huskii touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Huskii dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the Citadel
high above.

You say, "The fighting is a bit beyond me to keep up with."

You feel a slight tug within your chest and the air around you sparkles with
motes of bright light.

With a wistful look on their face, Valinea touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Valinea dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the
Citadel high above.

With a wistful look on his face, Zagreus touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Zagreus dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the
Citadel high above.

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I feel a bit in over my head
from arriving so late."

You say, "At least we served as a teleport point."

You reach out and touch the Pillar of Nirvana.
You dissolve into tiny orbs of light, spiralling steadily upward until you
reform once more within the Citadel.
Eluisa follows you ether to a glass-floored plaza.

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Valinea.

You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Valinea.
Eluisa follows you east.

Valinea strides through the gateway of light, disappearing from sight without
even a flash.

Tranquil views of impossible dreamscapes.
Tiny points of black and white energy float through the air as they filter out
from a shield shrine of Zvoltz nearby. A whole wall of this huge chamber is 
given over to a magnificent window: from floor to ceiling, it is made of a 
single pane of glass so perfectly clean that looking through it one almost 
forgets that it is there. The marble walls of the room seem bland and 
unimportant in comparison to the view thus granted - for what can be seen is 
literally incredible. Colours, smoke, bursts of light; all possible things swirl 
and intertwine within the dreamscape beyond. Whether truly what lies beyond this 
place, or simply a creation of some aesthetic magic, there is no doubt that it 
is beautiful beyond compare. Beyond, the marble and gold construction of the 
Narcoponatrix floats: energy issuing forth from the grand machine as it empowers 
the Citadel. A small hollow atop the iridescent dream crystal plinth ends in a 
slot, small scratches about it showing past use. Creating gleaming reflections 
on the glass and marble, a gateway of light rises up from the floor. Flickering 
with silver light, a slim black manual lies on the ground here. Resplendent 
light rays reflecting and refracting from thousands of brilliant facets, a 
delicate gem golem glimmers here. Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall is 
here. She wields a luminous hammer of Mother Moon in her left hand and a 
dazzling petal shield in her right hand. Swirling clouds of purest white meld to 
outline the ghostly figure of a stormy air elemental here. A golden oak tree 
depicted on his armour, a fae knight stands here, proud and shining. Wyrden 
Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk floats here, suffusing the air 
with the sickly-sweet scent of blackthorn blossoms. They wield a dagger of 
seething shadow in their left hand. Their hood raised high to conceal their 
features, a robed academian studies here. He is surrounded by a deflection 
bubble. A baleful crow perches here, crimson eyes piercing in their glare. The 
shadowy form of a Daughter of the Night stands here, exuding wyrden power from 
within swirling black robes.
You see exits leading north, south, west, and through a gateway of light.

The prickling on the back of your neck dissipates as Einke departs to the west.

Blinking as though they have something in their eye, Valinea enters from the
doorway of light.

You look through a gateway of light:
The Narcoponatrix's entrance.
Creating a shell around the chamber, grey fog churns violently as small bouts of
thunderless lightning provide illumination. Blocking not only the light of the 
world outside the chamber, the fog seemingly blocks all the sounds as well, the 
only noise a soft, faint rumbling. Acting as the floor, glass panels suspended 
from golden threads run around the inside perimeter, the only termination to the 
west where a door of light leads back to the Citadel. Creating gleaming 
reflections on the glass and marble, a gateway of light rises up from the floor. 
Stretching out over the chasm, a bridge of crystalline platforms and golden 
threads stretches from one end of the chasm to the small marble platform 
suspended near the other end.
You see exits leading northeast, southeast, and through a gateway of light.

Her beautiful face marred by a look of utter loathing, Serane blasts the Lady of
Flowers with indigo fire.
Lerna, the nine-headed hydra leaps into the air in front of Zagreus, deflecting
the attack.

You say, "Sorry, did the group separate?"

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in
the surrounding area.

Eluisa tilts her head curiously.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Group?"

Huskii enters from the west, emanating an aura of immense power.

Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further thirteen iridescent dream 
crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

Valinea ponders the situation.

Esei sways back and forth.


You say, "I do not know if there is a squad, but since we are in coven with Fair
Galaphyrae, I am not sure we could be in both."

Comprehension flashes across Eluisa's face.

With great elegance, Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax lays out a spread of
exotic cuisine and delicacies before you. Along with everyone else, you indulge 
yourself in this epicurian feast, eating and drinking until utterly satiated. 
The fine meal not only lifts your spirits, but enhances your body as well.

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "Looks clear down there."

You say, "So I refer to the general ah... delegation for Panaxra here as a our
group."

Esei nods at you.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente yells, "Well I figured out the bridge
to some degree.. once we have enough words."

Valinea puts an iridescent dream crystal into a dream crystal plinth.
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further twelve iridescent dream 
crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Many were
following me for a time, but we were separated in all of the... slaughter."

Esei smiles softly.

You say, "And I suppose if there were a formal squad there'd be less shouting."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Havens forbid
we've a squad."

The glowing form of Aelish sends a lance of holy light streaming into the body
of the Iron God.
Huskii narrowly sidesteps the attack, careful to hold onto a candy striped top
hat for dear life lest it fly away in the ruckus.

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Why, that
sounds like Sciomore's suggestion."

Esei peers at you unscrupulously.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Two platforms lowered now."

Eluisa tells you, "Those blasts they send at each other splash onto us a bit?"

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "I am uncertain. I have yet to be struck. But I do not want to 
test that. Did Sciomore attack you earlier?"
((I misunderstood. Yes, the attacks of the false gods against each other do some
damage to us.))
Eluisa tells you, "Apologies, lost track of it in all of the noisiness."

Eluisa tells you, "Only small hits, and I see some people block hits with their
beasts, peppermint, and such."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Getting close."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Once we get the last password, we use
all three to lower the platforms so someone can walk across to the finish."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Passwords used on perimeter."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "LOOK BRIDGE to see status."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "Once we get the third word, I suggest
we send only one person, one person who is good at this kind of puzzle, in to 
use the passwords."

Huskii Myeras says, "We need to set the bridges to grant enterance to the center
of the tower."

The glowing form of Aelish sends a lance of holy light streaming into the body
of the Iron God.

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "You need to find the correct location
to use each of the 3 words."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "All three, or
three locations, one for each word?"

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "There's 13 locations, which gives a
total of... a lot of combinations."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "One per pass."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "The words are codes - you
speak them at specific locations to shift the platforms."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "If you say the pass again, at any
location, it negates the previous effect."

A look of understanding crossing their features, Esei nods their head slowly.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Say them correctly and all the
platforms are lowered at the same time."

Sower Valinea, who meddles too much says, "I can probably figure it out, if you
want me to go in."

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

Tylwyth picks up the NARCOPONATRIX FAILSAFE MANUAL.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "I managed three platforms with
two words."

Esei frowns at Tylwyth.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "If we got a third we could
probably get to the end."

Sugary Savant Tikki, Chair of Hallifax says to Tylwyth, "When you're finished,
place it back down that others may read it as well."

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Where didi the
manual go."

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Oh I have it."

Tirah stares implacably at Tylwyth.

Einke utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Aye. You did
indeed pick it up, Darach."

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Sorry."

Esei glances askance.

In a raspy, androgynous voice, K'ahe'mor Tirah Mzithrei, of the Haze-Wreathed
Ebon says, "Put it down, yes?"

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Yes."

Tylwyth drops the NARCOPONATRIX FAILSAFE MANUAL.

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Sorry."

In a raspy, androgynous voice, K'ahe'mor Tirah Mzithrei, of the Haze-Wreathed
Ebon says, "Good, good."

Valinea puts an iridescent dream crystal into a dream crystal plinth.
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further eight iridescent dream 
crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

At the call of Luella, savage vines reach up from the forest of the Dreamlands,
slamming into the Creator.

You see Sower Valinea, who meddles too much shout, "Eight left!"

Huskii puts iridescent dream crystals into a dream crystal plinth.
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further seven... six... five 
iridescent dream crystals required for complete failsafe measure.'

"Ok!" Zagreus exclaims.

Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further four iridescent dream crystals 
required for complete failsafe measure.'
((...))
Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. No further dream crystals required. 
Failsafe security word three of three is AQBOXI'
Crackling light runs across the surface of a dream crystal plinth as the
security word is inscribed upon it.

Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating retention protocol. Further an enigma required for 
complete failsafe measure.'

Emanating from the plinth, a cold, logical voice announces, 'Authorized crystal
deposited. Initiating reten...Error! Maximum crystal deposit reached. 
Terminating retention protocol.'
With a plink, an iridescent dream crystal falls out of one of the slots at a
dream crystal plinth's base.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "We got it."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Solve the Narcoponatrix time."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Keep toggling them please, we're
making progress."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Say the three passwords in different
locations."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente yells, "Each word causes a platform
or more to move into one of three positions."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente yells, "Say a word, then look at the
bridge to see the change. Say various words to see them shift."

Reverberating in a headache inducing way, a cold, logical voice announces,
'NARCOPONATRIX FAILSAFE MEASURES DEACTIVATED. ALL ACCESS TERMINATED. COMMENCING 
PURGE OF ENTITIES WITHIN NARCOPONATRIX IN ONE MINUTE. EVACUATION IS ENCOURAGED.'

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "We did it!"

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "That seems bad."

Eluisa peers about herself unscrupulously.

A pulse of power spreads across the sky of the Dreamlands in a halo that bursts
from the Narcoponatrix, striking the embattled gods. As the power flickers out 
around them, their mortal forms plummet downward into the Citadel.

(The Serenade): You say, "The entity the dreamweavers and sleepers before the
mirror at the pilgrims camp (which you helped empower) met was Panaxra. They are 
theorised to be a lesser Soulless that avoids Muud, hence previous conversations 
have been held in Balach to avoid them overhearing. People were pretending to 
support Panaxra and thus there's some careful talk to avoid giving up the ruse 
in the Dreaming where they hold sway."

Frai, the Hooded One shouts, "I knew we couldn't trust Sciomore with this!"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Time to kill the gods!"

Luella, the Lady of Flowers shouts, "Aelish, you fool! This is your fault!"

"Uhh..." stalls Tirah.

Sciomore, the Logician shouts, "My Narcoponatrix! Noooooo!"

Serane, the Everlasting Beauty shouts, "My beauty! My beauty! Argh!"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade yells, "Follow me to kill."

Tikki arrives, following Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade.

Zagreus makes a beckoning motion to no-one in particular.

Tirah leaves, following Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk.
Einke leaves, following Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk.
Skeletal white blossoms flower along the flesh of Esei as their body splits
apart into a blizzard of blackthorn petals that leave to the west.

You begin to follow Zagreus.

The following players are in your entourage:
Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall

Zagreus is the leader of your group.
Members of your group include:
  Ayisdra
  Pyawr
  Eluisa
  Tikki
There are 6 people in your group.

You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade southeast to standing before the
Pillar of Logic.

With a single fell swoop of his metallic limbs, the Logician strikes at
Zagreus's leg, causing it to snap. The blow is timed and angled with such 
precision that the bone immediately juts out, spilling blood everywhere.

"Oh?" Eluisa exclaims quizzically.

Zagreus has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
You see Sciomore, the Logician yell, "Serane, if you weren't so vainly obsessed
with yourself, this could have been avoided!"

((Eluisa, Tikki, and Zagreus attack Sciomore, later joined by Pyawr.))
Sciomore, the Logician has been slain by Zagreus.
Shattering abruptly, the neon-blue energies powering the Logician's mechanical
figure break free from containment and radiate outwards, dissipating into motes 
of lackluster power. The former God collapses, His machinery no longer 
maintainable.
Bright white light flares from a globe of shifting dreams in the center of the
Citadel.
Many golden sovereigns spill from the corpse.
Zagreus's eyes glint as he reaches down and collects the gold.
Zagreus suddenly scoops up the corpse of Sciomore, the Logician.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Need to hit all six for honors, by the
by."

You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade south to before the Pillar of
Flowers.

((Huskii joins. The false gods have room-wide attacks.
Reduced combat spam.))
Bringing her hands to her lips, Luella blows over her palms and sends a cascade
of pale yellow petals washing over you. "Marigolds," she hisses coldly, eyes 
narrowed, "for pain."

You see Luella, the Lady of Flowers yell, "Aelish! This is your fault! You
should have never wanted mortal followers! All we need is nature!"

Huskii has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
Luella, the Lady of Flowers has been slain by Huskii.
Deep crimson stains erupt within Luella's bodice, splaying out like death's
fingertips as she collapses to the ground. A flare of anger mars her perfect 
features, morphing into a confused frown as the last breath parts her lips.
Bright white light flares from a globe of shifting dreams in the center of the
Citadel.
A king's ransom of golden sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Huskii's eyes glint as they reach down and collect the gold.
A ball of flaming tar catches the corpse of Luella, the Lady of Flowers in a
stream of fire and draws it up into Huskii's hands.

"Ok!" Zagreus exclaims.

You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade southwest to before the Pillar of
Iron.

Karagash, the Iron God grabs Ayisdra by the throat with a massive hand and lifts
him effortlessly off the ground. "Do not resist the inevitable," the Iron God 
warns while he squeezes every so slowly.
"You will kneel before me," he adds as he lowers the choking Ayisdra to the
ground, depositing his helpless form at his iron-clad feet.

You see Karagash, the Iron God yell, "Frai, your advice to Aelish has led us
down this path!"
Ayisdra has scored a CRITICAL hit!

Karagash, the Iron God flexes his muscles as he listens with growing intensity.

Zagreus has scored an ANNIHILATINGLY POWERFUL CRITICAL HIT!
Karagash, the Iron God expires from the impact of a mechanical cane.
Karagash, the Iron God has been slain by Zagreus.
A crimson blaze envelops the fallen form of the Iron God as he succumbs to his
wounds, his body disintegrating into nothingness while he roars, helpless to 
prevent his doom.
Bright white light flares from a globe of shifting dreams in the center of the
Citadel.
A king's ransom of golden sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Zagreus's eyes glint as he reaches down and collects the gold.
Zagreus suddenly scoops up the corpse of Karagash, the Iron God.

You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade northwest to before the Pillar of
Shadow.

With sudden ferocity, the shadows that envelop the Hooded One wax in power,
lashing out at all around her. The ethereal tendrils slice through you 
painfully, causing you to stumble.

You see Frai, the Hooded One yell, "Sciomore! You have led us down this path!"

"FRAI, THE HOODED ONE MUST DIEEEEEEEEEE!", Zagreus screams.
Frai, the Hooded One exclaims, "Oh, so did Sciomore screw up with the
Narcoponatrix! Typical!"

Eluisa has scored a CRITICAL hit!
The final blow proves too much for Frai, the Hooded One, who expires, pitifully.
Frai, the Hooded One has been slain by Eluisa.
The darkness around Frai, the Hooded One disspates in an explosion of power,
revealing the form of a hideously disfigured woman who melts away into a pool of 
shadows.
Bright white light flares from a globe of shifting dreams in the center of the
Citadel.
A king's ransom of golden sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Eluisa's eyes glint as she reaches down and collects the gold.
Eluisa suddenly scoops up the corpse of Frai, the Hooded One.

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "Might be best to follow Ascendant Kalas directly. I am ah. 
Not the most sturdy."

You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade northeast to before the Pillar of
Beauty.

((Joining Tirah, Einke, Esei, and Ferelith attacking Serane.))
You see Serane, the Everlasting Beauty yell, "Luella! You have brought us to
this mess!"

Ayisdra has scored an ANNIHILATINGLY POWERFUL CRITICAL HIT!
The final moments of Serane, the Everlasting Beauty have been written by a
mechanical fountain pen.
Serane, the Everlasting Beauty has been slain by Ayisdra.
An expression of utter shock crosses the Everlasting Beauty's face; moments
later, she collapses to the ground, the deep indigo light in her eyes snuffed 
out.
Bright white light flares from a globe of shifting dreams in the center of the
Citadel.
A king's ransom of golden sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Ayisdra's eyes glint as he reaches down and collects the gold.
A ball of magnetic crystal catches the corpse of Serane, the Everlasting Beauty
in its gravity field and draws it up into Ayisdra's hands.

With a wistful look on his face, Zagreus touches the Pillar of Nirvana.
Zagreus dissolves into tiny orbs of light which spiral upward towards the
Citadel high above.
You follow Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade to a glass-floored plaza.
Tiny orbs of light spiral into the Citadel from below which quickly cluster
together, depositing Zagreus before you.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says to Zagreus, "Need the body?"

Zagreus carefully lights a twisted Censer of the Tainted Earth, sending its
intoxicating incense swirling through the air as it sways from side to side. The 
pungent scent tickles your senses, filling you with the oily, greasy sensation 
of Taint crawling across your skin.

Zagreus spits in his hands and firmly grips a mottled klangaxe of Ouroborian
damascus. With a great swing of the klangaxe, Zagreus whacks into the trunk of a 
rowan sapling.
A rowan sapling sways back and forth, then crashes to the ground.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente asks, "One left?"

Zagreus looses a quiet "Hrmm...", tugging gently on his salt and pepper scruff
beard as he ponders for answers.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Sciomore?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Dead."

Huskii utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Huskii Myeras says, "Again?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Touching globe should end it."

Zagreus creases his brow in a frown.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente asks, "When was Scimore slain?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "He died twice."

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "We killed Sciomore before we went in."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "That's rather rude."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Since another group decided to wing
off and kill on their own, since no one attacked all six the globe may not sense 
the completion."

Zagreus shrugs helplessly.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "We accomplished what was set out to
do, though."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Huskii nods their head sagely.

Huskii Myeras says, "Good work."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Time to head back to the waking?"

ih
"globe233975"                 a globe of shifting dreams
"vinestalker81780"            a flourishing vinestalker
"frai (dead)228461"           the corpse of Frai, the Hooded One
"luella (dead)230484"         the corpse of Luella, the Lady of Flowers
"sciomore (dead)220825"       the corpse of Sciomore, the Logician
"karagash (dead)230207"       the corpse of Karagash, the Iron God
"serane (dead)227686"         the corpse of Serane, the Everlasting Beauty
Number of objects: 7

Ferelith picks up the corpse of Sciomore, the Logician.

You say, "We are missing the Creator?"

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "Still missing the
sixth."

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Einke says, "Aelish."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Ah, Naesan
calls us to wake."

Eluisa tells you, "How do we do that?"

Your soft voice reaches out to Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall,
tickling her ear, "WAKE, and then wake again to reunite with body."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Someone in other group did I believe."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Aelish was the northern one."

The eyes of Eluisa become orbs of swirling, glittering sand.

Lord Librarian Ayisdra Ysav'rai, the Fractal Concord says, "I don't think Aelish
shouted either with the rest of them, but I guess we wake now."

Eluisa quickly flies away.