2024 Finale: Part 3

Log session starting at 23:44:00 on Sunday, 7 July 2024.
Edited by: Takhre
The sands of the dreaming suddenly lift you up and send you sailing out of the
dreamrealm.

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

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. 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. Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall is here, 
sprawled on the ground. 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.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Not a very restful sleep."

You have emoted: Xiran laughs ruefully.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "... did the Fellowship botch
things there at the end?"

You say, "I am not sure. Naesan is at the Aetherplex. So perhaps we can learn if
they managed."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Eluisa begins to follow you.

(Coven): You say, "Although Naesan was also one ah, possessed by Panaxra. So
take it as you will."

You see the following people here:
Galaphyrae, Eluisa, Xiran.

You curtsey gracefully before Galaphyrae.

You take an emerald-hued snowglobe from a pouch of stitched fireflies swarming
in silver.
You shake an emerald-hued snowglobe vigorously, sending snowy flakes swirling
about the inside of the snowglobe. As the flakes swirl about the Tree of Trees 
within, you cannot help but become entranced by the wintry scene depicted, and a 
sense of longing fills you. You suddenly look up, realizing you are not where 
you were before.
Eluisa follows you ether.

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 10 glistening platters of rose-shaped potatoes 
here. There are 19 platters of spicy barbecued pork ribs here. In the shape of 
an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Smoke curling from her nostrils, a 
dusky black nightmare paws impatiently at the black clouds roiling beneath her 
hooves. Fanning out an impressive frill of burgeoning begonias, a flourishing 
vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of spiky asphodel 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. Strong-Arm Zdrada, of the Hidden Temple with a Nymph 
face looms here, projecting an aura of command. He wields a gold-etched black 
iron glaive with both hands. 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. Huskii Myeras stands here, 
enrobed in an array of swirling, autumnal leaves. They wield a cold snap whip in 
their right hand. A fire elemental burns here, riotous red flames twisting in 
chaotic patterns. Esei frowns deeply, lines creasing their forehead. They wield 
a dagger of seething shadow in their left hand. 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. Sower 
Valinea, who meddles too much is here, phased. 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.

You put an emerald-hued snowglobe into a pouch of stitched fireflies swarming in
silver.

Eluisa blinks.

In a raspy, androgynous voice, K'ahe'mor Tirah Mzithrei, of the Haze-Wreathed
Ebon says, "Crossroads maybe?"

Esei tilts their head inquisitively at Nimuire Duskbloom.

Huskii Myeras says, "Likely back to her hammock?"

Voice muffled by his mask, Warlord Uzriel d'Vanecu, Demagogue of Dissonance
says, "They walked out."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk murmurs, "Perhaps."

Esei nods at Uzriel.

You say, "Sorry, what news did we miss?"

You see Nimuire Duskbloom shout, "Is it done?"

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Pact broken, and all six False Gods
slain."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "It is done."

Valinea ponders the situation.

You sense the following people:
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        Einke - the Aetherplex Chamber
       Eluisa - the Aetherplex Chamber
         Esei - the Aetherplex Chamber
      Mellori - the Aetherplex Chamber
        Tikki - the Stairs of the Last Nine
     Tonatiuh - before the Eternal Flame
      Veldrin - the Stairs of the Last Nine
        Xiran - the Aetherplex Chamber
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(*) Currently, there are 32 Lusternians, 24 of which are hidden from you.

Tikki opens her eyes and yawns mightily.

Huskii nods their head at you.

Esei tilts their head and listens intently to Nimuire Duskbloom.

Huskii Myeras says, "All that sleeping, I'm due some rest..."

Ferelith cackles hellishly.

A wry smile spreads across your face.

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Can I eat the other...
fineee."

Ferelith calls out "Thank you."

The air about Zagreus begins to warp with a sickly emerald light, half-formed,
alien horrors appearing in two-dimensional images, cast like shadows. Screaming 
and howling and shrieking in wordless wrath, terror and hunger they extend their 
hands upwards before the light pulses and fades away, a gibbering whisper edging 
your mind for some time after.

Tirah smiles wryly at Huskii.

Veldrin hums innocently to themself.

Huskii Myeras says to you, "Keep an eye on things... 'fraid I need to head to my
cottage."

Your soft voice reaches out to Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade, tickling his
ear, "Thank you for the instructions in the endeavour, Ascendant Kalas."

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk says to Nimuire
Duskbloom, "Do you have any direction now, Lady Duskbloom?"

You have emoted: Xiran salutes with an exquisite ink brush.

A loamy smell wafts from Zagreus, reminiscent of the tainted earth.

A cone of sparkling light rises up around Huskii and whisks them away.

Zagreus hisses sibilantly into the corner of your mind, "We did the thing."

(Serenwilde): Huskii (from the Aetherways) says, "Off to rest. good hunting

Mellori furrows her brow in thought.

---> LOOK NIMUIRE
Perfectly curled blonde hair spirals down this elfen's back, highlighted with a
shadow of natural lilac behind her flawlessly arched ears. Although mismatched 
in colour, her eyes convey a deep sense of seriousness as they gaze, rapt with 
attention, at their target. The left eye, the colour of the slate found at the 
darkest depths of the mountains, stands speckled by wisps of stark white; the 
right eye is a bright blue, with small streaks of yellow erupting outwards from 
the center. This elfen stands roughly eighteen hands tall, with an hourglass 
frame. A cloak of handspun silks drapes opportunely over her shoulders, the 
outward facing chestnut fabric thinning and thickening to create the outline of 
a tangled root network that expands across the fabric. Soft taupes comprise her 
tunic, modestly laced at the bosom, however left open and loose below. Clenched 
tightly around her hips, a tactical leather belt buckles around her, holding 
several key instruments of her craft - a wooden wand, an athame, several 
unlabeled bottles, and an herb pouch. Loose fitted trousers of black leather 
tuck into a set of high-laced boots, notched with countless small cuts in the 
hide. A highly polished, silver diadem lies centered on top of her head, its 
small hanging leaves entwined within the depths of her bright curls. A 
labyrinthine pendant of encircled roots hangs from a single piece of worn 
leather around her neck.
Nimuire Duskbloom does not even register your presence as a threat.

Tirah urges Ferelith onwards.

You curtsey gracefully before Nimuire Duskbloom.

Hands folded in front of her, Eluisa bows solemnly.

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 10 glistening platters of rose-shaped potatoes 
here. There are 19 platters of spicy barbecued pork ribs here. In the shape of 
an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Fanning out an impressive frill of 
burgeoning begonias, a flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of 
spiky asphodel here. There are 5 dusky brocade moths here. There are 2 curious 
young kittens here. A vicious, magpie crow flies here with wings spread. A 
tremendous emerald and onyx hydra with wings of coruscating black flame looms 
here, five heads snapping viciously. 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. 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. 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. The People's 
Steward, Farlaris Mes'ard is here, shrouded. He wields a mirrored shield in his 
left hand and a hekoskeri-shaped mandolin in his right hand. A baleful crow 
perches here, crimson eyes piercing in their glare. 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.

(Coven): Galaphyrae says, "Is there suspicion this is what Panaxra wanted to
happen? Though it seemed the dream gods had been stirred to an action before ... 
was that action interfering with Panaxra?"

(Coven): Eluisa says, "It sounds as if they were in some sort of pact with
Panaxra? Have we heard from the Elders since last moon?"

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Quiet..."

Reality warps as the unstable collision between the dreaming and the Prime
Material Plane reaches a fractured equilibrium. Your body and mind lurch as you 
are shunted between a dreambody and your physical body more than once.

Pyawr nods his head in agreement.

You sway back and forth.

Esei creases their brow in a frown.

Flakes of snow swirl from the ground up, coalescing into the form of Arix,
clutching a snowglobe.

Using their tongue and the roof of their mouth, Tirah makes a quiet clicking
noise.

Mellori lifts her eyebrow slightly, curious.

Wyrden Haruspex Esei Shee-Slaugh, of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "I do not
suppose anyone else felt that?"

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Was that
good?"

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

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

A loamy smell wafts from Zagreus, reminiscent of the tainted earth.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I might lose lunch..."

(Coven): You say, "Panaxra was the entity met by the dreamers at the mirror, and
presented themselves a saviour of Father Sun. Folk seemed to play along, careful 
in speech except in Balach Swamp, where the entity seems to avoid the Soulless 
Muud and they were able to explain the ruse. It seemed Panaxra wanted to drain 
Spirit Sun like how the Eater and Grandmother Scorpion were drain--bluh."

(Coven): You say, "Pardon. That was a strange sensation."

As the boundary between reality and the Dreaming thins, wisps of dreams appear
in your vision - of torturous fears, of blissful peace, of embarrassments past, 
of yearned desires. Each ghostly scene floats slowly into your vision, visible 
only long enough for you to register its emotional tenor, before dissolving into 
translucent motes spiraling in the wind.

(Coven): Eluisa says, "I suppose I don't trust the Fellowship to outwit a
Soulless."

Reality shudders as the Dreaming reasserts its boundaries. The floating
vignettes flicker in and out more rapidly and in sharper colors before a sudden 
loud CRACK that is felt in the mind, not heard. The colors of reality dull 
slightly before swooning back to usual.

It is now the 7th of Dvarsh, 682 years after the Coming of Estarra.

A faint chorus is heard from all around, the sound of sun fae keening in
disappointment. The collective voices of coronuli, embaruli and nimbuli lament 
how close they might have been to uniting with Father Sun once again.

Nimuire Duskbloom stares implacably about herself.

Ferelith hums a happy tune.

"Uhh..." stalls Tirah.

You have emoted: Xiran sways, struck by the emotions of the song.

Your soft voice reaches out to Fair Galaphyrae, tickling her ear, "It seems the
coven did not reach beyond. My apologies."

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

In a cataclysmic convergence of swirling shadows and fractured dreams, Panaxra,
the Dreamshade reveals Herself, casting a spectral silhouette against the 
trembling sky as Her nightmares flood the Basin of Life.

You have emoted: Xiran shakes her head as if to break out of some reverie.

Mellori creases her brow in a frown.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "She's a Soulless."

A look of understanding crossing her features, Yuli nods her head slowly.

Esei exhales slowly, allowing a long fluid breath to creep from their lungs.

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Saviors my rump."

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

Pyawr nods his head in agreement.

Arix Mes'ard says, "Ascension?"

**********************[ THE FREE ALLIANCE OF SERENWILDE ]**********************
Commune Member  Class           Rank                Position         CT  OffP
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Yuli            Spiritsinger    Forest Custodian    Chancellor       On    No
Eluisa          Shofangi        Forest Warden       Commune Aide     On    No
Xiran           Moondancer      Regent              Moonhart Circ    On    No
Elysian         Shofangi        Forest Warden                        On    No
Galaphyrae      Serenguard      Guardian of the Ser Moonhart Circ    On    No
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Currently, there are 5 Commune Members on visible Planes and 2 on other Planes.

Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine says, "Odd one would survive
the rest of the Souless whilst being naught more than a dream."

Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine says to Arix, "Likely."

Nervously, you say, "The Seals yet hold."

Shango strokes the Medallion of Death tenderly.

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "You FOOLS! IF you had but listened, this all could have 
been avoided."

Arix Mes'ard says, "Look I didn't build the ascension crime room for nothing."

You have emoted: Xiran winces at the discordance.

Softly, Darach Tylwyth Nightshade, Keeper of the Blacknest says, "Do we have to
go kill nightmares?"

Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine says, "They're weak, so eh."

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in
the surrounding area.
Veldrin	from the Stairs of the Last Nine.
Zagreus	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Eluisa	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Ayisdra	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Tirah	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Pyawr	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Shango	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Esei	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Ferelith	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Mellori	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Yuli	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Arix	from the Aetherplex Chamber.

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "I am the most powerful of all of Us. My plan was perfect. 
You cannot stop Me from swallowing Your pathetic Sun Spirit."

Kalas Zagreus, the Devouring Blade says, "Mad Soulless more or less confirms we
did the right thing."

Disciple of the Tah'vrai, Ferelith D'Cente says, "Right, right."

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "Not even the mortals could discern My deception. I shall 
have victory, and consume all!"

Tirah stares implacably about themself.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Perhaps we should return to Serenwilde."

A flurry of blackthorn petals arrives from the out, thorny vines sprouting
within the floral cloud and twining together to form the body of Esei.

Panaxra, the Dreamshade appears, hovering over the Basin of Life, glimmering
with an eerie iridescence. No sooner does She appear that She seems to panic, 
focusing on some yet indiscernible threat.

Esei murmurs softly to themself.

You see Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine shout, "Shut it you
loser. Be fortunate we haven't worked out how to eat Your kind yet."

You curtsey gracefully.

You portal to the Portals of Serenwilde.
Eluisa follows you ether.

The Portals of Serenwilde.
Superimposed over this location, an ethereal forest reaches up to the sky. The
cylindrical chamber has been carved from green, silver-veined marble polished to 
a lustrous smooth shine. Concentric circles are inlaid upon the floor, 
alternating with rings of turquoise, moonstone and jade. High above, the ceiling 
shines with a bright light that pulsates softly and steadily like a heartbeat. 
The air itself is charged with energy, veritably crackling with power. 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. Yuli 
Re'Leo is here, shrouded. She wields a resin-stained saffron and black viola in 
her left hand. 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 a single exit leading out.

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in
the surrounding area.
Galaphyrae	from forest alongside Moon River.
Eluisa	from the Portals of Serenwilde.
Yuli	from the Portals of Serenwilde.

You lift a hand languidly and send a moonbeam to Galaphyrae.
You gently rise into the air and dance along a moonbeam to Galaphyrae.
Eluisa follows you ether.

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 fresh breeze is blowing through the area. 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. Resplendent light rays reflecting 
and refracting from thousands of brilliant facets, a delicate gem golem glimmers 
here.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "Wait! This can still work. Trust Me. Look, help Me devour 
the Sun. If We work together like We promised, We can still."

Fair Galaphyrae says, "It is a tempting thought."

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

Eluisa tells you, "Had the Elders' council from the other day born any fruit
yet?"

The Basin of Life is engulfed in a corrosive shroud of darkness and decay as the
Virulence of Godith unveils Their presence, a harrowing manifestation of 
relentless malevolence and corruption, floating above the Southern Mountains.

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

With a low, empty but ravenous rumbling, the voice of the Virulence of Godith
thunders into your brain, "YOU are the fool. You betray Us. You betray Our 
bargain. This world... We could have consumed it by now. But You are now 
compromised. You are no longer useful. Your essence however..."

You shudder violently as a chill ripples down your spine.

The much larger amorphous and oozing figure of Godith comes for Panaxra, the
titanic Soulless moving faster than one would expect. Globules of corrupted ooze 
are cast off from Their impressive bulk as They soar over the Basin of Life. 
Gathering these up, Gorith hurls them at Panaxra. The nimble, smaller Soulless 
dodges, the corruption hurtling away into the sky.

You whisper, "So the oozes..."

You crease your brow in a frown.

Eluisa chews on her lip, deep in thought.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Be careful any oozes encountered."

Eluisa sniffs the air while twitching a striped badger nose.

Amidst waves of nightmares, dread, anxiety, and psionic disruption, the pair of
Soulless take to a chase over the First World. Occasionally, intense blasts of 
excoroperditio energy are traded back and forth. The Dreamshade manages to keep 
Herself ahead of the Virulence of Godith, avoiding Her capture.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "We ought to secure the Wilde
once this is over with, perhaps."

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "If- ah-."

Eluisa winces in pain.

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

Fair Galaphyrae says, "How did such an incursion go unnoticed by the Elders."

The Soulless continue Their chase north, approaching the seas. Waves of the
Soulless' influence wash over you, nauseating in Their rapid swings - nightmares 
that will not end, overwhelming debilitating anxiety, gibbering psionic madness, 
unspeakable dread for being utterly destroyed, and more.

Spilling ever more of its bounty, the light rain develops into a cascading
downpour.

You sway back and forth.

You concentrate for a moment, surrounding yourself with a psionic barrier.

Abruptly, a wall of searing brown flames erupts in Panaxra's path above the
Inner Sea isles, forcing Her to divert sharply at an angle. The flames lick and 
scorch at Her heels, following Her path, while the massive form of the Virulence 
howls in annoyance.

You wince in pain.

The silvery moonlight here fades away.
The sky lightens and stars fade as Father Sun approaches the horizon in his
neverending quest to capture Mother Night.

Eluisa lurches forward before falling forward onto her hands near the hedge,
nauseous noises coming from out of her.

Streaks of violet light snake across the morning sky, colouring it a deep
purple.

---> LOOK ELUISA
She is an alluring sileni sylvan demigoddess and stands at a gangly height with
a willowy frame. Her face is dominated by large, brown eyes that are framed by 
dark bags. Her pupils are long, rectangular slits that always remain parallel to 
the ground. Freckling begins on either cheekbone, fading as it radiates towards 
a round nose. Thin lips stretch widely across her face, parenthesized by large 
creases. Large, spiraling ram horns jut out from either side of her forehead, 
their size calling into question the weight they add. The longer parts of her 
black hair have been tied back into a bun that contain it only well enough so 
that it forms wavy tresses that end just below her shoulders. A small, black, 
stubby tail protrudes from the back of her hips, forming a teardrop shape that 
gently droops downwards.

She is wearing:
a loosely-shaped, modest, ochre robe draped loosely over her entire frame,
brushing the ground
a wide, maroon sash slung over her right shoulder
a waist-worn satchel of leather patchwork and fringe
a lacquered sparrow hair pin on the back of her bun
a wooden sheep-beaded bracelet on her left wrist
the Flame of dae'Seren, its silver chain wrapped several times around her right
wrist

Fair Galaphyrae says, "Perhaps one will go to New Celest."

The skies above the Basin of Life convulse in a terrifying display as swirling
shadows intertwine with smoke-wreathed, flickering brown flames, marking the 
emergence of Marutok, the Revenant, whose malevolent aura casts a pall of dread 
over all who behold Him.

You have emoted: Xiran floats down to rub Eluisa's back comfortingly.

Yuli Re'Leo says, "A third..."

You say, "Whuh. What..."

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Well. It was nice while it lasted..."

With a sneering tone, the quiet voice of the Revenant emerges from all around,
"Oh Panaxra, did You really think We could truly all work together? You have 
always overestimated Your little ploys and plots. And all that time You spent 
spying on Me with Your little minions, too. Time You could have used to further 
Your own agenda."

Yuli gives a pained sigh.

With a sneering tone, the quiet voice of the Revenant emerges from all around,
"The bargain was idiotic, We should have ignored the advice of the Face-Thief. 
We would have had more success, each acting for Themselves. The four of Us had 
agreed-"

You say, "Four?!"

Fair Galaphyrae says, "Nemach?"

Eluisa blinks.

Tinged now with disbelief, the quiet voice of the Revenant emerges from all
around, "Four... There were four of Us. But Who was the fourth...?!"

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "The Face-Thief could be among
us... or more likely, Them."

With rage leaking through, the quiet voice of the Revenant emerges from all
around, "Enough with the intrigues. Your plan has been foiled. You will not have 
the opportunity to weave another and through Your folly, now neither can We. Not 
from the shadows at least."

Marutok conjures and hurtles a massive ball of scorching brown flame at Panaxra,
striking Her before She has the chance to move. Wreathed in the fire, Her figure 
emerges from the ball injured, visibly slower.

Fair Galaphyrae asks, "What is the furthest spot from Mount Avechna?"

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Perhaps the Gaaglin."

You begin to follow Galaphyrae.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Grimkeep if you'd count it.
Icewynd?"

As Godith advances inexorably on Panaxra, the sky behind them ripples and
shimmering as Someone drops Their wards. Kalikai, Her presence finally revealed, 
strikes Godith in the back with a double-bladed axe and quickly rolls away 
before the Virulence can respond.

Comprehension flashes across your face.

An energetic burst of deafening sound crashes across the sky as the voice of
Kalikai reveberates, "Manage the other ones while I keep this one occupied! 
Move!"

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Oh hi..."

The smell of wildflowers wafts past your nose.

Fair Galaphyrae says, "I had a suspicion there was a possibility of seeing
Kalikai or Yomigui given all of the fire in the dreams."

Twinkling lights fill your vision and coalesce into a starry blue mist which
quickly fades away, leaving naught but the scent of a salty sea breeze to herald 
the arrival of Darvellan, the Navigator.

A cool, moist scent cloaks Galaphyrae, washing over you like an afternoon
rainstorm.

Accompanied by the smell of seawater, the voice of Darvellan, the Navigator
rings out, "Remember what We discussed! They are too dangerous, and must be 
returned to Their prison. I believe I can return Us to that location."

Skeins of incandescent light unfurl across the heavens, casting a shimmering
wash of luminescence across the Basin of Life as the Majesty of the Dawn turns 
His attentions once more to the First World. His majestic radiance appears over 
Mount Avechna, clutching His Dawnspear.

Yuli kneels and touches her head to the ground in worship.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Four Soulless conspired. Panaxra, the Dreamshade, The
titanic oozing Virulence of Godith. Marutok, the Revenant with flickering brown 
flames. A fourth not known, but apparently the group given advice given by 
Nohaji the Face-Thief."

Galaphyrae glances askance at Yuli.

(Serenwilde): Elysian says, "That's less good."

Valtreth gestures His spearpoint at the Revenant before propelling Himself
forward, engaging in a vicious melee with Marutok for vengeance.

You have emoted: Xiran tilts her head.

---> LOOK YULI
She is an alluring sileni dawnbringer demigoddess and stands at a shorter
stature, barely breaking five feet in height yet her frame characterized by an 
understated elegance. Her blonde hair cascades gracefully down to her chin, 
framing her face and accentuating her enchanting allure, while her emerald eyes 
offer a striking contrast to her fair complexion. The dense scattering of 
freckles across her cheeks and nose breaks up the pale monotony of her skin, and 
they continue down her arms and the back of her hands but in a less dense 
manner. Her slim and muscled physique seamlessly blends with her Sileni nature, 
accentuating her lithe and agile form. Her torso retains its understated 
elegance, and her arms, while still fair, bear a subtle hint of the same white 
fur that adorns her legs. Her lower half is cloven, with graceful, goat-like 
legs covered in fine, snow-white fur. These legs, ending in delicate hooves, 
allow her to move with an uncanny grace, almost gliding as she walks. Her nails 
are neatly manicured, a deep shade of blue with bright white constellations that 
span across the nails, forming a scene from the night sky upon them. She has 
small goat-like horns emerging from her head, gently curving back and blending 
harmoniously with her overall appearance. These horns, a delicate tan shade are 
smooth and polished, catching the light subtly. The horns begin just above her 
temples, curling back towards her ears. She exudes a quiet self-assuredness, her 
demeanor unassuming yet captivating.

She is wearing:
an ornate, glowing golden lantern pendant on a heavy platinum chain
a pair of thin spectacles
a silk and wool shawl of varying sunset shades
Loathysian prayer beads of blown glass and seashell
a gathered blouse with a high embroidered neckline
a long skirt with a cheerful sunflower embroidered hem
a bunch of yellow freesias

(Coven): Galaphyrae says, "I was suspected the fourth was Kalikai in deepcover."

Sparks of static crackle angrily in the air, and several bolts of lightning
flash from many directions all at once, converging into the form of Zvoltz, the 
Architect, slightly behind Panaxra. He glares at the receding form of the 
Dreamshade and hurls something invisible towards Her like a javelin. The air 
ripples as it streaks towards the Soulless before it strikes, causing Her to 
visibly slow down and emit a distended, garbled screech of frustration as time 
warps around Her.

Your soft voice reaches out to Fair Galaphyrae, tickling her ear, "It seems she
did not give up her allegiance."

Spilling ever more of its bounty, the light rain develops into a cascading
downpour.

With a dignified steeliness, the voice of the Architect resolves out of a
thrumming white noise, "Hm. I see Our council was not in vain after all."

(Coven): You say, "Can a Divine hide Their essence so?"

A swirl of greening petals dance across the firmament, bursting into the shape
of Maylea, Bloom of Serenity, who wields Her radiant bow Pathfinder. She draws 
and releases in one breath, sending arrows of essence that explode against 
Marutok in orange blossoms that are consumed by brown flames.

Sunlight billows across the realm, revealing the full glory of the majestic
sun's luminous presence as he climbs higher into the sky.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Glory be, O Bloom of Serenity."

The shades of colour near the Architect grow ever more muted as the veiled form
of Nocht, the Silent materializes next to Him. Unlike the gradual fading of hues 
around Zvoltz, however, the shadows that cling to the Awakener devour any of the 
vibrancy that remained. He reaches out towards Panaxra, and with a sharp motion 
of His hand, causes myriad tendrils of shadow to lash out from every corner, 
wrapping around the Dreamshade in a suffocating embrace.

(Serenwilde): Elysian says, "Get him My lady!"

The flame-wreathed form of Marutok hastens towards the Southern Mountains,
breathing searing brown flames indiscriminately at the combative figures of 
Kalikai and Godith. His route is cut off as two Divine Portals open 
simultaneously over the Basin of Life in front of Him.

Galaphyrae's skin flushes silver as argent spheres spin around her in a graceful
orbit, mimicking the phases of the moon.

A velvety indigo mist roils through your surroundings, carrying a soft,
intoxicating scent that promises dark triumphs and pleasures alike as Drocilla, 
the Enchantress returns to mortal perception.

The figure of the Nightmare emerges from a glowing portal of ice and twisting
dream stuff opposite the Enchantress, the duo back-to-back before the halting 
figure of Marutok.

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Maybe they'll have a traitor casualty in the meantime..."

Her lavender eyes ablaze with fury and desire both, Drocilla appears in a swirl
of indigo fog ahead of Marutok, ruby lips half-parted, song almost at Her lips.

A spine-tingling shriek shatters the silence of the First World as Drocilla
parts Her lips, sending the very firmament shuddering in its wake. Windows 
shatter, the ground vibrates, but it is the Revenant who is the target and His 
flames are blown away by the Voice.

The Revenants unending hunger spurs Him onwards towards the pair, vast gouts of
brownish flames and excoroperditio energies assaulting the pair of Elders.

Uncomfortably, you say, "Why does it seem like this gives them a fresh source
for the forbidden elixir?"

The insubstantial form of Manteekan phases into nothingness, allowing Marutoks
attack to pass Him harmlessly by.

Even struck, the Enchantress does not cease the song. Her unearthly wail
continues, transforming slowly into a haunting otherworldly performance of 
interweaving harmonious and dissonant melodies that enthrall the Revenant.

An unsettling chill runs down your spine as Manteekan, the Nightmare whispers
through the air, "Balphomet. Fa tahvuren Nehven Fenayik. Eme fla'enzaling. My 
Children, Fa tahvuren!"

A massive, inky black bogie appears through the portal, curling its sinuous
shadows as its body drips from the portal. "You heard Him, the Spear you lousy 
maggots. Form up!"

A stream of caliginous bogies pour from the mouth of the portal held open by
Manteekan, loosely organized into a point, with Balphomet at the head. The 
slavering shadows seem eager for battle, barely able to contain themselves into 
loose ranks. At the Nightmare's urging, the host takes to the sky, surging 
towards Marutok.

As Kalikai and Godith wage their fight, the Crimson Goddess works to keep the
Soulless' bulk from enveloping Her. However, some of His essence sprays Her, 
causing Her to jerk away for a moment before returning to attack Them.

The sun reaches the zenith of the firmament, pausing in his quest to allow the
land to bask in his shining golden rays.

Shaking off the timewarp and choking shadows, Panaxra turns about in time to see
Her brethren being attacked. The air fills with a sense of confusion and rising 
panic before She howls in the raged voice of a thousand nightmares and begins 
flying towards Avechna's Peak.

Yuli leans on Eluisa seeking consolation.

The Silent Lord breaks away from Zvoltz, the empty tones of His whisper
betraying a hint of annoyance, "Tsk... First, You have let Her escape. Do hold 
on more firmly next time." With that, Nocht ascends, becoming a patch of 
darkness against the skies as He rushes off in an attempt to beat the fleeing 
Soulless to Avechnas Peak.

Maylea passes by Manteekan and murmurs, "Don't be so pleased with Your army. We
have not forgotten what atrocities You have visited upon the fae in the name of 
combat. It's not worth it, not even now." She punctuates Her words with an arrow 
that flies narrowly past the Nightmare to land squarely upon the Soulless 
Marutok only to burst once more into brown flames.

Manteekan lingers over the Basin of Life, responding nonplussed by arrows nor
the Bloom's accusations, "You dare to take the high ground with Me after what 
You have done? You would put down anything that does not conform, heedless of 
that thing's right to merely exist. Yes, I know what You told Him out there. You 
could not comprehend half of the things I have accomplished. Now, excuse Me, 
please allow Me to do My stuff."

You crease your brow in a frown.

You say, "Is the fourth Soulless yet sowing discord?"

As the battle rages, Balphomet the Regiment's General takes charge of
Manteekan's bogies, guiding them in a battle they had not waged in millennia. 
Bogies perish in droves as they assault the corrupted form of the Virulence of 
Godith, piercing the body of the vast Soulless in the process.

Fair Galaphyrae says, "The Elders are scarce to be trusted in general."

Changing tactics, Kalikai hurls her double-bladed axe of crimson flames into a
pocket in the air around Her before pulling two gigantic broadswords from the 
same pocket. Quickly wielding both, She hurls Herself over the top of Godith 
before stabbing both deep into Their back, barely avoiding a spray of ooze and 
essence.

The smell of wildflowers wafts past your nose.

Ethereal violet suffuses the firmament as the lilting, smoky voice of Drocilla,
the Enchantress croons, "She must not reach the Seal! Stop Her already!"

Colors drain out from around the Architect as He begins to form many small orbs
of energy in His open hands. As each orb is formed, it radiates out from Him 
before coming to rest at a certain point in the air, suspended and quivering.

As Panaxra approaches Him and His cloud of orbs, the Architect makes a sudden
gesture and each point in the air is instantaneously connected via lines of 
power with its neighbor, forming a glowing, crackling grid of energy. The 
Dreamshade flies right into and through this lattice, which does little to slow 
Her down but clings to Her, visibly warping Her edges and dulling the trailing 
sense of nightmarish horror.

You have emoted: Xiran claps her hands over her mouth as the fae run headlong
into the oozing Soulless.

The light-wreathed form of the Majesty of the Dawn pursues Marutok.
Unrelentingly, Valtreth skewers the Revenant with the Dawnspear. For each 
grievous wound, the Soulless seems to grow hale in a matter of moments.

Yuli whispers something under her breath.

Ethereal violet suffuses the firmament as the lilting, smoky voice of Drocilla,
the Enchantress croons, "Valtreth, Your thirst for revenge here is a folly. The 
Nightmare and I shall claim Marutok!"

Skeins of light curl outward and dance within the sky as the robust voice of
Valtreth, Majesty of the Dawn booms, "I trust You not with the Soulless, 
Enchantress!"

You think to yourself: And He calls them His children? Why would any mortal
follow Him?

Radiant starlight is called down in vicious beams to block Panaxras path as the
Navigator attempts to stop Her from reaching Mount Avechna. He is successful in 
striking Her repeatedly, nonetheless Her nightmarish form surges forward in a 
last-ditch effort to hasten Her goal.

Continuing the hunt for his dark mate, Father Sun presses forward in his
journey, lowering himself in the sky yet still casting even, full light upon the 
land.

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. A fresh breeze is blowing through the 
area. 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. Short and 
squat, a peach tree grows here with its branches laden in magenta-and-white 
blossoms. 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. Yuli is here, 
leaning on Eluisa. She wields a resin-stained saffron and black viola in her 
left hand.
You see exits leading northeast and southwest.

You sprinkle a circle of salt around Eluisa, and a shimmering white orb springs
up around her.

With a mind-shattering roar, the Virulence hurls Themself atop Kalikai and
flails at Her with spiked tentacles, ripping at Her armor and dissolving it with 
His ooze.

You shudder violently as a chill ripples down your spine.

Kalikai flings herself away and catches Her breath, flipping Her hair back
defiantly.

Fair Galaphyrae says, "Perhaps someone should have invoked the Avenger."

The Dreamshade arrives at Avechna's Peak and hastens to the entrance of the Cave
of Beauty, weakened but not close to defeated. She chortles in satisfaction and 
makes a ripping motion with Her hand, bringing out the Seal to float in front of 
Her.

With surprising tenderness, She strokes the Seal, trailing tendrils quivering
with anticipation. In the blink of an eye, She thrusts Her arm elbow-deep into 
the rose gold disc. Reality shudders and time stands still for a moment. Then a 
silent detonation booms throughout the First World, and the howling of untold 
nightmares begins to fill the air.

You wince in pain.

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "Yes! The power of the Seal of Dreams is Mine!"

The howling of lost souls sweeps across the firmament, heralding the stern voice
of Shango, who booms, "Truly as stupid as every other Souless. Victory at the 
Seal means Kethuru eats You all."

Voice streaked with a multitonal chorus of nightmarish howls, Panaxra, the
Dreamshade announces, "I can use it! I will!"

The Architect grimly flies towards the Peak, forming a protective sphere around
Him to protect against the radiating excorperditio energy stemming from the 
draining Seal. Pausing a distance away, He makes grabbing then hurling motions 
in the air. Explosions of pure immanidivinus energy burst around Panaxra, but 
She is also protected by an unseen radius of dark energies.

Twisting vines of magical energy suddenly manifest high above Avechna's Peak,
centered upon the Silent Lord who has been hovering higher above the fray, 
murmuring a silent invocation that manifests eerie stars in the sky that tumble 
down to strike the Soulless - adding soundless explosions to the Architect's 
assault. Thin lines of fracture are all Their effort is rewarded with, however, 
before the vile barrier surrounding Panaxra reforms.

Face twisted grotesquely with glee, Panaxra looks back at the floating Zvoltz
and languidly flourishes a hand towards Him. Streaks of screaming darkness shoot 
out, lashing and clinging onto His protective sphere, pushing Him back farther 
and farther. Nocht scans the horizon quickly before retreating into the aether 
and out of Her reach.

Panaxra watches smugly as the Elders are driven back, but fails to notice the
air around the floating Seal begin to writhe.

Fair Galaphyrae says, "What exactly does Avechna do, then?"

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "Perhaps only concerned with
Kethuru? But if the Seal is in danger surely They should respond."

An unending hunger fills the air as a voice booms out, "HELLO CHILD."

Birds fill your ears with serenades of happiness and love.

With a flourish, you draw an athame dagger from a silver and moonstone scabbard.

Startled, Panaxra whirls back towards the Seal in time to see a mass of
tentacles with teeth and eyes emerging from the Seal. The appendages grab 
hungrily at the Dreamshade, whose aura of nightmares flares in a dark miasma, 
the howls of the terrors communicating a terror of their own.

Shadows grow longer in anticipation for the return of their dark mistress as
Father Sun's chase brings him closer to the world's edge.

Panaxra struggles as She tries to wrest Her arm from the Seal, blasting
excorperditio energy at the rapacious tentacles. You see strips of Her aura 
getting sucked into the Seal as the air fills with a staggering sense of greed, 
of a hunger meeting its first crumb of food in an eternity - and wanting more. 
Soon, Panaxra's shrieks of terror and anger fill the air.

You have emoted: Xiran tightens her grip on an athame dagger, expression grim.

The Navigator summons a few miniature stars, bright blazing orbs of light. With
a flick of His wrist, He arrays them around Godith's massive form in what 
appears to be a proto-constellation. When the last star comes to rest at its 
proper spot, all the stars flare in intensity, pinning Their body momentarily 
and burning Them with fiery energy.

A hail of arrows from Maylea impales Godith, who struggles and squirms as
snapdragons burst forth from the wounds and begin to constrict the Soullesss 
writhing appendages. She presses forward, each new puncture mark from Pathfinder 
creating inroads for the skull-shaped blossoms so that more than half of Godith 
is covered in petals that cannot be corroded away quickly enough.

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible,
shadowy beauty, spreading darkness across the land.

Stretching out Her arms and making a motion as if to embrace something, Maylea,
Bloom of Serenity calls upon Her blossoms growing out of the Soulless Godith. 
Snapdragons sprout from the arrow wounds in fresh bouquets, weaving netlike 
around Godith until there is no room to escape, and the Soulless jiggles with 
rage, each movement rattling the thousands upon thousands of deadly blooms.

Speeding closer to Kalikai, Maylea conjures a single orb of prismatic essence
and hands it to the Crimson Eye. "This draws the bindings close. Seal the 
abomination away!"

Kalikai pulls away from the Soulless, keeping an eye on Them as well as the
scene far below. Catching the orb from Maylea, She flips the Bloom a quick 
salute before yelling to Darvellan. "Someone needs to help Me get this one back 
into the prison so we can deal with Her. Sparkles, you busy?"

Accompanied by the smell of seawater, the voice of Darvellan, the Navigator
rings out, "With Me! The Pyresmith and I have spoken of this Prison enough that 
I should be able to locate it."

The Navigator slashes an arm in front of Him and opens a portal with darkness on
the other side. He confidently steps through, followed by the Crimson Eye after 
She cinches the viney bindings of the Soulless. Though at first Godith's body 
appears to be too big to fit through the portal, it is quickly slurped through, 
akin to ooze being siphoned through a straw. With the last of Their corrosion 
disappearing into the portal, it is left hanging open, a swirling pathway into 
the Void itself.

A cool, moist scent cloaks Galaphyrae, washing over you like an afternoon
rainstorm.

Bursting open, the clouds in the sky release a light pitter-patter of rain.

A radiant aura of blue light glows forth from the Glinshari Circle, signalling
that the Flame of Glinshari shines with great strength.

The Majesty of the Dawn bellows in battlerage, and with a quick swipe of His
hand over the Dawnspear, begins to infuse each of His strikes with blasts of 
Light. Even this, however, does nothing to stop the Revenant from reforming.

The unearthly song crescendos as the floating Drocilla, the Enchantress reduces
Marutok's form to nothing only for Him to reform amidst brown flames as if He 
had never been struck.

Across the heavens, the stars and moon challenge night's dark reign, revealing
familiar constellations that tell the tales of myth and legend.

Ethereal violet suffuses the firmament as the lilting, smoky voice of Drocilla,
the Enchantress croons, "Ah, delightful, I shall enjoy tearing You to pieces, 
Marutok, over and over and over again if this is what will happen each time."

Screaming in rage, the Revenant sees His opportunity. Breaking free of the
Elders surrounding Him, His regenerating body hurtles upwards, shoving Himself 
through the portal before it snaps shut.

Gathering Her strength, Panaxra screams in rage as She pulls Her arm out of the
Seal, trailing dark, sickly energy as if bleeding. The Seal of Beauty continues 
to writhe with tentacles for a moment longer before they recede back within it, 
leaving it bulging and quivering with Soulless energy attempting to escape.

Manteekan breaks off the chase of Marutok, seeing that Panaxra is free from
Kethuru's grasp. The ground rumbles as He summons the Eisenglass Needle from the 
floor of Glomdoring, which glows with an unworldly energy, as though it were a 
star unto itself. The obelisk hovers ominously around Him as He manipulates it. 
He channels a lance of immanidivinus energy from the core of the Needle. At the 
last moment, He hurls the lance of energy and strikes Panaxra with it.

Your soft voice reaches out to Fair Galaphyrae, tickling her ear, "Blessed be."

Battered, drained, and seeing two of Her own pursued away, Panaxra is diminished
but still surrounded by swirling horrors. With a snarl, She sweeps an arm 
forward, swirling the eldritch coils around Her form faster and faster until 
they silently implode, whisking the Soulless away elsewhere. The resultant 
thread of energy which tether Her to the Needle leaves a clear trail into 
nothingness, like a harpoon line. Meanwhile, murky tendrils of energy are slowly 
siphoned in lazy spirals towards the Needle. It floats above the Glomdoring 
Forest, humming with ominous power.

(Serenwilde): Galaphyrae says, "The soulless detritus is already about Mount
Avechna."

For the first time since the battle began, the air is still. Quiet. The waves of
terror and corruption are mercifully gone. Yet faintly, on the winds, there 
continues to be the hint of terrified wails, the sign that Panaxra's influence 
is much lightened but not completely eliminated.

(Serenwilde): You say, "Oh dear."

The Sixth Circle Elder pursues the thread of energy, alighting in Tolborolla
Valley. After watching these machinations, the Architect blinks over to join the 
Nightmare in a burst of silent lightning.

With a dignified steeliness, the voice of the Architect resolves out of a
thrumming white noise, "Here. I can sense Her warping of the Order of reality 
here. This must be a thin point in the fabric of reality where we can reach Her 
lair."

You say, "Would you two desire to join the hunt? Not even the Aetherplex is
guaranteed a safe spot."

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

Yuli sways back and forth.

Eluisa sniffs the air while twitching a striped badger nose.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I've recovered enough."

The Nightmare's voice echoes with the sound of crackling of feet upon snow, "My,
my. A First who is capable of doing something on Their own? Colour me impressed, 
Zvoltz."

You say, "I can take us there in two shakes, but we may be stepping straight
into fighting."

Eluisa nods her head emphatically.

Pilgrim amongst the Cairns, Eluisa Starfall says, "I am ready and following."

Wryly, the voice of the Architect resolves out of a thrumming white noise,
"Ironic, is it not, to have the Nightmare chasing down a Soulless with a much 
greater command of nightmares?"

You have emoted: Xiran turns to Yuli.

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Following.."

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You take an emerald-hued snowglobe from a pouch of stitched fireflies swarming
in silver.
You shake an emerald-hued snowglobe vigorously, sending snowy flakes swirling
about the inside of the snowglobe. As the flakes swirl about the Tree of Trees 
within, you cannot help but become entranced by the wintry scene depicted, and a 
sense of longing fills you. You suddenly look up, realizing you are not where 
you were before.
Eluisa follows you ether.

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. An enthralling 
archdemon wearing an infernal bone mask prowls nearby, exuding an insidious aura 
of tempting iniquity. There are 10 glistening platters of rose-shaped potatoes 
here. There are 19 platters of spicy barbecued pork ribs here. In the shape of 
an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. 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. 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 fire elemental burns here, 
riotous red flames twisting in chaotic patterns. Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark 
Animus of the Machine with a Regal face looms here, projecting an aura of 
command. He wields a wolf headed hammer in each hand. He is surrounded by a 
deflection bubble. 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.

You put an emerald-hued snowglobe into a pouch of stitched fireflies swarming in
silver.

You scent at the air, your skilled nose picking up the faint traces of others in
the surrounding area.
Galaphyrae	from at the summit of Avechna's Peak.
Veldrin	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Zagreus	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Eluisa	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Ayisdra	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Tirah	from the Path of Dreams.
Pyawr	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Shango	from the Aetherplex Chamber.
Tikki	from the Path of Dreams.
Mellori	from the Path of Dreams.
Tonatiuh	from the Path of Dreams.
Elysian	from the Path of Dreams.
Iazin	from the Path of Dreams.
Yuli	from the Aetherplex Chamber.

Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine says, "Barb for barb."

Shango shakes his head.

You form a triangle with your hands and frame the moon within. After whispering
devotions to the moon, you lower your hands and feel the power of the moon 
suffuse your very spirit.

A hungry growl entering His tone, Manteekan snarls, "If You think the Needle is
only capable of siphoning the Soulless, You are mistaken, Architect. Ask 
Hoaracle."

Scattered light reflects in all directions from Pyawr's mirror talisman,
accompanied by a subtly discordant jangle of tiny copper camel bells.

Back to a dignified steeliness, the voice of the Architect resolves out of a
thrumming white noise, "Enough - it is all of reality that is at stake here. 
Join your energies with Mine and We will create a way into the Dreamshade's 
realm."

---> run around looking for the crowd

You hear a series of sickening crunches as a mass of tentacles grabs Yuli,
hoists her into the air, and squeezes.

Yuli takes some salve from a vial and rubs it on her left arm.
Yuli sips a potion of healing from a glowing coral vial.

A mass of tentacles sweeps across the room with a thick tentacle.
You are taken off your feet.
Yuli deftly manages to remain standing.

You stand up and stretch your arms out wide.
You lift yourself from your sprawled state.

"Eek!" you shout in fright.

Eluisa presses a button at the end of the handle and a hiss of steam announces
the buildup of hydraulic pressure within a mechanical cane.
A mechanical cane gusts out bursts of steam and beams of holy light that strikes
a mass of tentacles.
Eluisa has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
Eluisa has scored a CRITICAL hit!
Eluisa suddenly burps a hot plume of fire at a mass of tentacles.
Eluisa has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
Eluisa has scored a CRITICAL hit!
Eluisa has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
Eluisa has scored a CRUSHING CRITICAL hit.
A mass of tentacles expires from the impact of a mechanical cane.
A mass of tentacles has been slain by Eluisa.
A small quantity of sovereigns spills from the corpse.
Eluisa's eyes glint as she reaches down and collects the gold.
Eluisa suddenly scoops up the corpse of a mass of tentacles.

The Architect grows still, surrounding colors bleaching even more into
monochrome, His bright yellow eyes staring into the middle distance. The edges 
of His figure begin to blur and dance, juddering more and more wildly. He raises 
His hands, palms together, pointing Them forward.

With the practised finesse of an Elder Who is no stranger with working with
others, Manteekan sketches symbols into the air with rapid ease. He calls out, 
His unnatural eyes slitted, concentrated upon the point which now bears strange 
sigils and glowing energies.

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Give?"

Eluisa gives the corpse of a mass of tentacles to Yuli Re'Leo.

Eluisa tilts her head curiously at Yuli.

Yuli nods her head emphatically.

You gag a bit as you inhale your own stink.

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

You say, "There will be tongues and gibbering eyeballs and more of those."

You shudder violently as a chill ripples down your spine.

---> more running!
The Nightmare nods His understanding, and in perfect sync, The two Elders focus
Their attention upon a pinprick of light. The Architect strains visibly as He 
begins to pull His palms apart, the thrumming white noise about Him crescendoing 
into deafening static that drowns out all other noise. Several yards away where 
the Elders are looking, a tear in reality opens slowly.

Straining, the voice of the Architect resolves out of the surrounding static,
"Her realm... repels Me. Her world... operates with an entirely different order 
than Ours. Even Our combined strength is barely enough to form this pathway."

Focusing upon Galaphyrae's spectral energy, you intertwine your spiritual aura
with hers.

The Nightmare's voice is feral and unrestrained, laboured by the effort of
maintaining the portal. "With My body, I could handle this the way a freshly born 
Elder would awaken a flower, Architect. Unfortunately, mortals, I must admit 
that He is correct. We can only maintain this for so long. You must enter and 
defeat the Dreamshade. She will not remain pierced by the Needle forever."

Eluisa mutters discontentedly.

Yuli Re'Leo says, "Of course it's our job..."

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

Lucent Lobo Aerys d'Attai shouts, "To War!!"

Harsh caws fill the air as Iazin begins to chant in a heavy accent of Crow.
Almost immediately a dense cloud forms above. The air stills as if the break of 
a storm is a breath away, the clouds taking on a sickly green cast.

who
You sense the following people:
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     Drocilla - Drocilla, the Enchantress                                      
        Einke - draping willows near the Hollow
       Eluisa - the Path of Dreams
         Esei - draping willows near the Hollow
     Farlaris - before the Eternal Flame
     Ferelith - draping willows near the Hollow
        Iazin - the Path of Dreams
        Laina - draping willows near the Hollow
    Manteekan - Manteekan, the Nightmare                                       
      Mellori - draping willows near the Hollow
        Nocht - Nocht, the Silent                                              
      Panaxra - Panaxra, the Dreamshade                                        
        Tikki - slight rise to the valley
        Tirah - (cloaked location)
     Tonatiuh - the Aetherplex Chamber
       Trakis - (cloaked location)
      Tylwyth - (cloaked location)
       Uzriel - (cloaked location)
     Valtreth - Valtreth, Majesty of the Dawn                                  
      Veldrin - the Aetherplex Chamber
        Xiran - the Path of Dreams
      Yinuish - (cloaked location)
         Yuli - the Path of Dreams
      Zagreus - (cloaked location)
       Zdrada - (cloaked location)
       Zvoltz - Zvoltz, the Architect                                          
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(*) Currently, there are 42 Lusternians, 23 of which are hidden from you.

Nimuire Duskbloom shouts, "Yes, to war!!!"

You shake an emerald-hued snowglobe vigorously, sending snowy flakes swirling
about the inside of the snowglobe. As the flakes swirl about the Tree of Trees 
within, you cannot help but become entranced by the wintry scene depicted, and a 
sense of longing fills you. You suddenly look up, realizing you are not where 
you were before.
Eluisa follows you ether.

You tilt your head curiously.

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. An enthralling 
archdemon wearing an infernal bone mask prowls nearby, exuding an insidious aura 
of tempting iniquity. There are 10 glistening platters of rose-shaped potatoes 
here. There are 19 platters of spicy barbecued pork ribs here. In the shape of 
an open palm, a metallic sigil lies here. Fanning out an impressive frill of 
burgeoning begonias, a flourishing vinestalker twitches narrow, tufted stems of 
spiky asphodel here. Radiating warm, orange light, a sapphire kirin with three 
softly glimmering horns displays a wispy silver mane. 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. An imposing reaper is here, face hidden behind his 
dark hood. A fire elemental burns here, riotous red flames twisting in chaotic 
patterns. Yuli Re'Leo is here, shrouded. She wields a resin-stained saffron and 
black viola in her left hand. 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.

Malayn's eyes roll back in his head as he gazes sightlessly upwards, his skin
going pale and the veins on his neck turning a corpse-blue colour. A flickering 
miasma of darkness manifests around Malayn, the soft cries of captured spirits 
whispering about him.

Thes 'Bonegrinder' Erurozea shouts, "FINALLY SOMETHING TO STAB!"

Malayn searches the air in front of him, then tugs upon an invisible strand of
force.

Thes 'Bonegrinder' Erurozea shouts, "Rally in Tolborolla!"

Comprehension flashes across your face.

You pop a bubble spun of fine silk in your hands, releasing tiny particles into
the air, which swirl wildly and wrap around you, whisking you away to places 
unknown.
Eluisa follows you ether.
Log session ending at 00:57:31 on Monday, 8 July 2024.