Earl Eddric Jovery

A bellowing voice cries out, "Hear ye, hear ye! The Ceremony and Audience with Earl Jovery will begin within ten minutes! Please gather outside of the Hendoran Outpost in the Grasslands!" Sir Cryheart's group just went southeast. [Lower Dragonsclaw, Grasslands] Growing among the warm grasses are a few scattered trees. It is hard to tell if the forest you can see to the west is encroaching upon the grasslands or if it is slowly being harvested and replaced for grazing. You also see the Rendena disk, the yellow Hapenlok disk, the blue Daniels disk, the translucent Nairena disk, a lithely built white sight hound, the Kestis disk, the Roelaren disk, a large canvas tent emblazoned with the image of a blue phoenix on a field of silver, a large canvas tent emblazoned with the image of a blue phoenix on a field of silver, a large canvas tent emblazoned with the image of a blue phoenix on a field of silver and a fortified stone imperial outpost. Also here: Great Lady Rendena, Sareyna, Sirona, Drektor, Dame Yviara, Lady Lylia, Magister Raelee, Roblar, Naajira, Taunee, Lord Daniels, Hapenlok, Lady Nairena, Great Lady Regwen, High Lord Falvicar, Lady Tykeara, Mayor Puptilian, Grand Lady Aurla, Farsia, Bekke, Fujihiro, Lord Kestis, Goldstr, Grand Lord Barzillia, High Lady Evia, Lord Balantine, High Lady Roelaren, Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco Thadston arrives. Cryheart bows to Thadston. Bisco squints at Thadston. Falvicar takes the edge of his spidersilk cape and holds it out, as he bows low in a courtly fashion. Cryheart says, "Sir Thadston." Goldstr turns towards Thadston and renders a sharp hand salute. Svantai bows to Thadston. Farsia smiles at Thadston. You face Thadston and smartly bring your right fist up to your chest. Holding it there, you bow deeply. Roelaren curtsies to Thadston. Balantine bows deeply at the waist, honoring Thadston. Evia curtsies politely to Thadston. Regwen nods to Thadston in greeting. Thadston bows. You see Sir Thadston Andrews. He appears to be a Human from Hendor. He is very tall and appears to be mature. He has bright steel grey eyes and tanned skin. He has short, wavy golden-brown hair. He has a clean-shaven face and a broken nose. He is in good shape. He is wearing a silver-edged black steel helm, a flowing brown leather cloak, a mithril-bound steel shield emblazoned with the image of a blue phoenix rising on a field of silver, a silver-tooled black cloth pack, a suit of silver chainmail, a stamped mithril ring set with the crest of blue phoenix rising on a field of silver, a mithril mesh scabbard, some soft dark cloth trousers, and a pair of polished black boots. Speaking to Thadston, Puptilian says, "Evening Sir Thadston." Speaking to Thadston, Maags says, "Good evenings Sir!" Tykeara glances at Thadston. Rhagni bows deeply at the waist, honoring Thadston. Stormyrain curtsies to Thadston. Speaking to Thadston, Bisco says, "Ello there feller." Thadston says, "Good evening all." Maags says, "About time." Barzillia bows respectfully before Thadston, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Falvicar quietly says, "Good eve, Sir." Deavon curtsies to Thadston. Aurla nods at Thadston. Speaking to Thadston, Roelaren says, "Evenin to ye as well Sir." Maags says, "I mean, yous grass here could dies if we tramples it all night." Thadston says, "Please everyone join me. I shall escort you inside." Speaking to Thadston, you say, "Th' Vornavis Chamberlain said th' Azure Sun would be meeting an envoy tonight." Thadston nods to you. Active Players: 429 Thadston says, "I believe they are en route." You turn towards Thadston and render a sharp hand salute. Thadston grins. Sir Thadston's group just went through a thick oaken gate. [Hendoran Outpost, Entry Way] Arrow slits ominously line both sides of the wooden entryway leading from the outside to the inside of the Hendoran outpost. Just wide enough to allow a wagon to squeeze through, the hard-packed earthen floor slopes inward guiding absent feet to the center of the space. Overhead three trapdoors punctuate the length of the ceiling between a thick oaken gate on one end and a black iron portcullis on the other. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: none Hendoran archers move along the outer walls of the outpost, their trained eyes set on the horizon forest and grasslands beyond. Ephya fidgets. Sir Thadston's group just went through a black iron portcullis. [Outpost, Outer Courtyard] A pair of Hendoran soldiers stand at attention on either side of a black iron portcullis which leads outside the outpost. Beyond them, the courtyard fills a space between the outer wooden wall and an inner wall made of stone, where a fortified keep rises behind it. Above, imperial soldiers slowly walk the parapet of the outer wall, their eyes focused on the horizon. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: north, south Sir Thadston's group just went north. [Outpost, Outer Courtyard] Four raised garden beds fill the courtyard with a wide crushed gravel path passing through vegetable staples to the Hendoran stables. The whinnying and neighing of horses continually fill the air and accompany the sounds of uniformed auxiliaries moving about the gardens and in and out of storage sheds built along the wall. Periodically, mounted Hendorans ride their horses southward to the main entrance of the outpost, while others return from the same direction and disappear into the stables. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: southeast, south Nairena gazes in wonder at her surroundings. Sir Thadston's group just went southeast. [Outpost, Outer Courtyard] Guards flank the outpost's second portcullis, the entryway into the interior of the Hendoran's compound. Both soldiers clutch halberds and gaze directly forward from under polished helms. The inner wall, built of stone, looms up over the entryway with arrow slits running the length of the visible wall. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: southwest, northwest (Tykeara glances up to the archers.) Nairena says, "So this is what all those workers were building." The Hendoran soldiers step aside, narrowly eyeing the crowd. Speaking to Nairena, Puptilian says, "Half down here half were in town." Sir Thadston's group just went through a black iron portcullis. [Outpost, Inner Courtyard] The entryway into the inner courtyard is a mirror image of the entryway into the outpost but constructed of stone. The use of stone amplifies the sounds of the busy outer courtyard creating the sensation of immersion in the Hendoran presence in the north. Arrow slits line the walls of the entryway and trapdoors, portals for boiling oil, gaze down from the ceiling. You also see a black iron portcullis. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: northeast, east, southeast Sir Thadston's group just went east. [Outpost, Inner Courtyard] An imposing stone tower stands at the center of the inner courtyard, taking up the majority of the space. Similar to the build of the rest of the outpost, the windows of the tower are narrow and better designed for arrows and defense than to offer light and a scenic view. A wing extends from the tower's north side and soldiers continually file northward back and forth from it. You also see a large wooden post set with a crisp silver banner bearing the crest of a blue phoenix and a huge wooden platform. Also here: Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Alastir, Radeek, Riend, Greganth, Bisco, High Lady Roelaren, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Grand Lord Barzillia, Goldstr, Lord Kestis, Bekke, Farsia, Grand Lady Aurla, Lady Tykeara, High Lord Falvicar, Great Lady Regwen, Lady Nairena, Hapenlok, Lord Daniels, Taunee, Naajira, Magister Raelee, Dame Yviara, Drektor, Sirona, Great Lady Rendena, Songar, Galenblackbard, Grand Lord Drung, Abrimel, High Lord Turinrond, Roblar, Ephya, Lady Lylia, Stormyrain, Rhagni, Alasatia, Mayor Puptilian, Seomanthe, Sareyna, Sir Thadston Obvious paths: north, south, west Thadston nods. Nairena says, "Killing all the trees." Nairena folds her arms over her chest. Galenblackbard nods at Drung. Sareyna kisses Alasatia tenderly. Alasatia smiles. Farsia glances at a huge wooden platform. Alasatia is hugging herself. Abrimel folds his hands. Speaking to Greganth, Seomanthe says, "Missed ya handsome." Abrimel glances around the area. Speaking to Seomanthe, Greganth says, "This is why we couldnt find any rock for our building." Greganth glances around the area. A long resounding hornblast sounds from the direction of the Lower Dragonsclaw! Ephya turns around. Ephya squints. Seomanthe says, "Wood will have to do I spose." Greganth shrugs. Thadston says, "It seems the Swans are arriving." Lylia nods at Thadston. Tykeara asks, "Swans?" Evia says, "I thought they trumpet, not blast." Thadston says, "Vornavians." Radeek says, "Can we pluck em? I needs me some fletchin's." Speaking to Cryheart, Puptilian asks, "Your favorite....lady....friend....coming?" Speaking to Evia, you admit, "Nervous." You grin. Speaking to Maags, Bisco says, "Bet a swan'd taste good." Sergeant Maldon just arrived. Cryheart bows to Maldon. Maldon bows to Cryheart. Evia curtsies politely to Maldon. Speaking to Bisco, Maags says, "With enough sugah." Deavon curtsies to Maldon. Cryheart says, "Tis good to see ye friend." Thadston bows to Maldon. Deavon kisses Maldon on the cheek. Barzillia plants the tip of his cane on the ground firmly, leaning against it. Maldon says, "It's good to be seen." You blink at Maldon. You see Sergeant Maldon Wellesbourne. He appears to be a Human. He appears to be wizened with age. He has grey eyes and tanned skin. He has receding, silver hair. He has a neatly-trimmed beard. He is in good shape. He is wearing a black silk cloak with red-gold piping and a triskelion-shaped impression on the left breast, an emerald nautilus shell talisman, some mended brigandine armor, a black leather swordbelt, a black leather sheath, a belt pouch, a black leather scabbard, a pair of black silk trousers with a faded red stripe down the seam, and a pair of tall black boots with red-gold buckles. Deavon says, "Sir Maldon, lovely to see you again." Thadston says, "Good evening Sergeant Maldon." Deavon says, "I've been keeping your cot dusted." Maldon says, "I heard there was going to be a party." From nearby, you hear Aydan yell, "Presenting The Honorable Lord Salnim Malwind. Son of the Swan Lord of Vornavis, His Excellency the Baron Dunrith Malwind, and Heir to the Barony of Vornavis." Sir Aydan's group just arrived. Bristenn raises his emerald silk banner high into the air for all to see. Aiska slowly empties her lungs. Thadston grins slowly. Turinrond nods to Salnim in greeting. Cryheart bows to Salnim. Armored Hendoran soldiers ride through the area on horseback, moving towards the inner courtyard and out of the outpost. Roelaren curtsies to Salnim. Balantine bows deeply at the waist, honoring Salnim. Maldon bows to Salnim. Thadston bows to Salnim. Cryheart says, "Your Lordship..tis good to see ye again." Eahlstan faces Maldon and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. (Tykeara appraises the horses as they ride in.) You turn to Salnim and cheer! Speaking to Salnim, Maags exclaims, "Good evenings to yous Yous Lordship!" Cryheart asks, "How is your sister, the Lady Athalia, may I ask?" You face Salnim and smartly bring your right fist up to your chest. Holding it there, you bow deeply. Speaking to Puptilian, Tykeara says, "I want a horse." Thadston says, "Thank you all for coming out this evening, it shall not be much longer, and Earl Jovery will be ready." Abrimel grins crookedly. Salnim says, "Good evening to all." You see Lord Salnim Malwind. He appears to be a Human from Vornavis. He appears to have come of age. He has thick-lashed hazel eyes and ruddy skin. He has tied back, shoulder-length light brown hair with reddish highlights. He has an oval face, an aquiline nose and high cheekbones. He is in good shape. He is wearing a thin silver coronet, a dark green cloak lined with white silk, a white swan pendant, a green silk shirt with silver embroidery, a small glaes ring inlaid with a baronial crest, a white leather belt with silver studs, a dark green leather scabbard bound in silver, a pair of formal black wool trousers with white striping, and a pair of black leather boots with silver buckles. Speaking heartily to Abrimel, Chamorr says, "You knows more bour earls than ys let onto ,huh." Salnim smiles. Abrimel peers quizzically at Chamorr. Goldstr turns towards Salnim and renders a sharp hand salute. Aiska smiles toward Cryheart and the gaggle of Gryphons, lifting a hand in hello. Balantine smiles at Aiska. Cryheart whispers something to Salnim. Speaking to Maldon, you say, "The Order took on th' life you expected of it." (Aiska fondly pats Maags on the head.) Speaking to you, Maldon says, "That's gratifying to hear. I couldn't ask for more than that." Speaking formally to Mynon, Bristenn states, "Let rest the Lion Pennon, Sergeant Felcroth." Eahlstan removes an antlered bear banner from in his azure pack. Divone put a deep blue pennon bearing the Sunrider drake-and-chimera in her ashen wool cloak. Speaking to Maldon, Deavon says, "You should stop in sometime and we can recall the stories of the past in front of the fire, enjoying some ale." Maags bounces around happily. Evia agrees with Deavon. Deavon removes an ebon silk gryphon-blazed banner from in her lavender velvet cloak. Speaking to Thadston, you say, "I think this audience has had a wholly added benefit for some us that few could have expected." Speaking to Deavon, Maldon says, "I would enjoy that. We'll have to make time." Divone turns to face Mynon. Mynon offers Divone a Vornavian azure silk pennon boasting an argent roaring lion's head. Divone put a Vornavian azure silk pennon boasting an argent roaring lion's head in her ashen wool cloak. Maretta wrings her hands. Tykeara exclaims, "Ha!" Thadston recites: "I will ask all of you, once the ceremony begins, to please demonstrate the utmost self control and respect for Northern Sentinel. After the announcements, the Earl will hold a general session for those present to ask questions." Falvicar nods understandingly at Thadston. Raelee surveys the area. (Aiska remains near Salnim's side, standing at ease, casually observing the crowd.) Divone folds her hands behind her back. Shannivar moves to stand behind Aiska. Shannivar folds her hands. Bekke taps her time-worn banner on the ground before her in a slow, rhythmic beat, drawing attention to herself. Evia takes a deep breath. Tykeara rests a gentle hand on Puptilian's arm. Farsia covers her mouth, then gives a small, discrete cough. Turinrond whispers to the group, "Tell us more, Sir Cryheart, about the girl you inquired of." (Bristenn folds one arm behind his back, still keeping the Swan Banner flying above he and Salnim's company.) Maldon says, "I guess leadership has an undeniable definition these days." Puptilian whispers to the group, "Oh I will....it’s the daughter of the Baron....." Alisaire gazes in amusement at Cryheart. (OOC) Khristal's player whispers to the group, "You all look like you're lining up for Empire cheese." ( I left this cause it was well timed :) Cryheart whispers to the group, "The Lady Athalia, is the daughter of Baron Malwind...." A loud horn blares from nearby as Hendoran soldiers line up along the stone walls, many of them armed with crossbows, others watching the crowd with hands never far from their weapons. Maags whispers to the group, "She is quite the beauty." Chamorr laughs at Khristal! Turinrond whispers to the group, "So, Lord Salnim here.. is her brother?" You nod at Turinrond. Cryheart whispers to the group, "A long story..but in short...Baron Malwind tasked me to Court her in front of everyone during a Court session in Vornavis...I was nervous to say the least." Turinrond whispers to the group, "Ah, that's fascinating. I am sorry that I missed that." Yviara whispers to the group, "It was great." Svantai whispers to the group, "How romantic." Cryheart whispers to the group, "I apparently was successful..she gave the hair ribbon I wear to this date..the ribbon I have now." Cryheart rubs his emerald hair ribbon. (Tykeara scans the riders and archers and shifts closer to Puptilian.) Roblar grunts. Shirkon whispers to the group, "And she granted him a Favor." Yviara flutters her eyelashes at Eahlstan. Speaking quietly to Cryheart, Turinrond says, "Nothing wrong with ambition, Sir Cryheart." From all angles, Hendoran soldiers march into view, their crisp uniforms free of wrinkles, and the moonlight gleaming off the polished surfaces of their helms, armor and blades. They trudge on in unison, like metal golems, forming a half-circle near the wooden platform. Roblar deeply says, "Was lookin for foods." Roblar deeply says, "Found some interestin orbs in da tower." Roblar frowns. Cryheart laughs! Roblar deeply says, "And a tunnel." Cryheart nods at Maldon. Roblar scratches his chin. You see Sir Cryheart Thaxin the Knight of the Empire. He appears to be a Human from Honneland. He is taller than average and appears to be advanced in years. He has piercing blue-grey eyes and tanned skin. He has shoulder-length, tousled golden brown hair with the slightest hint of grey at the temples. He has an angular face, a prominent nose and broad shoulders. A slight scar, barely visible, indents his left cheek. He has a rampant silver gryphon tattoo on his neck, and a pair of small ivory bone rings in the upper ridge of his left ear. He is in good shape. He is wearing a raven-black wool tam o'shanter, a silver-edged blue pelican feather, a blackened silver gryphon earcuff set with milky amber crystal talons, a hammered invar anvil symbol set with a blue crystal, a golden brown acorn amulet, a small black button, a mystical jade dragon pin, a red-flecked dark invar ring set with a flat pure white crystal, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, a thick ebonwood armband, a silver-edged emerald hair ribbon, a small rose, a black cotton twill cloak, a braid-trimmed black silk sash, a sturdy leather weapons harness slung over his shoulder, a satin-lined cotton twill surcoat over a raven black linen shirt with silver-framed gryphon-shaped cufflinks, a black leather studded sporran, a green-tartan veniom-threaded kilt, a supple brindlecat hide herb satchel with a leaf-shaped eahnor clasp, a pair of red gillies and hose, and a pair of golden spurs. Puptilian whispers to the group, "To be honest I am shocked they let us this close to the Earl." Turinrond whispers to the group, "I wouldn't let me close to him." Appearing on a stone wall above the courtyard, a slender woman appears, bathed in a fluid deep blue cloak, with strands of pale green hair framing her narrow face. Vivid blue eyes regard those gathered below, and her thin lips barely present a smile. You quietly whisper to Puptilian, "Closer in Talador...th' Golem just happened to go for Kuligar." Xanith whispers to the group, "We've met the Earl on a number of occasions before. Trust works both ways." Songar whispers to the group, "I am shocked too." Lylia whispers to the group, "I consider it a show of good faith on their part. I hope it is not misplaced." Puptilian whispers to the group, "That is the Imperial Drake." Hapenlok stares off into space. Lylia inclines her head. Turinrond whispers to the group, "Ooh, can I be introduced to HER?" Regwen glances up. (Shannivar gazes up at the Drake with interest.) Puptilian whispers to the group, "She has what seems like as much power as Pylasar or at least close...and all business. Go ahead and try." Maags whispers to the group, "Thinks she decides who she wants introduced!" Turinrond whispers to the group, "Well, you just made her that much more interesting." Along the outer wooden walls, Hendoran soldiers appear forming a second ring of eyes, and defenders. From their organized ranks, many raise up silver banners emblazoned with the image of a blue phoenix. The warm summer wind sends many of them snapping about. [Outpost, Inner Courtyard] An imposing stone tower stands at the center of the inner courtyard, taking up the majority of the space. Similar to the build of the rest of the outpost, the windows of the tower are narrow and better designed for arrows and defense than to offer light and a scenic view. A wing extends from the tower's north side and soldiers continually file northward back and forth from it. You also see the Hoy disk, the brown Leslieanna disk, the Kestis disk, the yellow Hapenlok disk, the Rendena disk, the blue Daniels disk, the Roelaren disk, the translucent Nairena disk, a large wooden post set with a crisp silver banner bearing the crest of a blue phoenix and a huge wooden platform. Also here: Roblar, Sir Thadston, Cruxophim, Cleytie, Fujihiro, Hoy, Abrimel, Leslieanna, Jeril, Sareyna, Lord Chamorr, Great Lady Bronwen, Lord Salnim, Sir Eahlstan, Melorra, Sir Bristenn, Mynon, Colvern, Alisaire, Maretta, Shannivar, Tegaius, Lady Divone, Dame Aiska, Sir Aydan, Sergeant Maldon, Thaydon, Seomanthe, Mayor Puptilian, Alasatia, Rhagni, Stormyrain, Lady Lylia, Ephya, High Lord Turinrond, Galenblackbard, Songar, Great Lady Rendena, Sirona, Drektor, Dame Yviara, Magister Raelee, Naajira, Taunee, Lord Daniels, Hapenlok, Lady Nairena, Great Lady Regwen, High Lord Falvicar, Lady Tykeara, Grand Lady Aurla, Farsia, Bekke, Lord Kestis, Goldstr, Grand Lord Barzillia, High Lady Evia, Lord Balantine, High Lady Roelaren, Svantai, Xanith, Dame Deavon, Great Lady Khristal, Chairman Shirkon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Riend, Greganth, Bisco Obvious paths: north, south, west Thadston recites: "All Hail the Northern Sentinel, Protector of the Peace, Keeper of the Faith, His Excellency Earl Jovery!" Earl Eddric just arrived. Aydan snaps smartly to attention! Goldstr snaps smartly to attention! Abrimel's face lights up with joy. Bristenn snaps smartly to attention! Balantine snaps smartly to attention! Mynon snaps smartly to attention! With a graceful movement of her hands, Evia lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Eddric. Khristal snaps smartly to attention! Cryheart bows deeply at the waist, honoring Eddric. Riend turns to face Eddric. Naajira rolls her eyes. Cryheart says, "Your Excellency." Deavon sinks down in a deep curtsy before Eddric, her lashes lowered. Raelee bows to Eddric. Eahlstan faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Shannivar glances at Eddric and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture. Roblar shifts his weight, his muscles briefly rippling as he repositions his powerful frame. Lylia places a hand over her heart. Svantai bows to Eddric. Lylia bows to Eddric. Bristenn bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Maags turns to face Eddric. Sareyna curtsies to Eddric. Speaking to Eddric, Yviara says, "My Liege." With a graceful flutter of her hands, Regwen sinks down in a formal curtsy. Divone snaps smartly to attention! Mynon bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Hapenlok nods at Eddric. Greganth folds his arms over his chest. Maldon bows to Eddric. Eddric steps over and up upon the wooden platform. Speaking to Eddric, Maags says, "Welcomes to Wehnimer's Landing , Yous Excellencies." Aiska settles her gaze on Eddric, watching him intently. Eddric recites: "Good evening, allies of both Vornavis, Wehnimer's Landing and beyond!" Eddric recites: "I thank you for your patience in my arrival, and I shall not keep you waiting longer." You gaze respectfully at Eddric. Salnim smiles at Eddric. Eddric recites: "I believe some formal inductions are at hand. Sir Cryheart, who speaks tonight for the Silver Gyphons?" Deavon glances at Cryheart. Cryheart says, "Dame Deavon, your Excellency." You see Dame Deavon Laeren the Knight Errant. She appears to be a Human from Selanthia. She is taller than average and appears to be in the prime of life. She has amethyst-flecked stormy grey eyes and flawless alabaster skin. She has waist-length, flowing silver hair twist-braided intricately and draped over her right shoulder. She has a heart-shaped face and high cheekbones. She has a black rose tattoo on her thigh, a tiny vaalin ring threaded with a amethyst bijou in the upper ridge of her left ear, and a tattooed symbol of Leya on her wrist. She is in good shape. She is holding an ebon silk gryphon-blazed banner in her right hand. She is wearing several thistles carved from dark amethysts beading a vaalin-threaded fillet, a pale lavender velvet cloak fastened with a carved amethyst thistle clasp, a sparkling white Leya medallion inset with a tear-shaped pearl, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, some lavender lace half-gloves, a stunning lavender velvet gown with a fitted bodice that flares into a full skirt covered with sparkling amethysts, a pair of pale amethyst stockings, a pair of pale grey thigh-high kidskin boots with tall vaalin-fused ebonwood heels, and a pair of golden spurs. Cryheart bows to Eddric. (Deavon takes a small step forward, and clears her throat.) Deavon shows you an ebon silk gryphon-blazed banner, which she is holding in her right hand. The thick silk banner is attached to a sturdy haon post by loops of fine mithril. The edges of the banner are threaded with fine silver threads. Centered on the pennant is a ruby circle with a silver gryphon emblazoned upon it. Scribed beneath the symbol are the words "To Serve with Honor, by Example and Deed." On the reverse is a field of silver-chased gryphons with ruby silk-embroidered names beneath each, identifying the members of the Order of the Silver Gryphon. Eddric nods at Deavon. Eddric recites: "Dame Deavon, who among the Order have joined us this eve?" (Yviara examines Dame Deavons shoes.) Deavon says, "Your Excellancy, if it pleases, I would like to present the Order of the Silver Gryphons..." Deavon recites: "With us this evening is our Leader, Sir Cryheart Thaxin. Our Second, Lord Geijon Khyree. Council Members Lady Evia Aramathia, Lord Balantine Farhorizon, and myself, Dame Deavon Laeren-Zulon." (Deavon gestures to those as she introduces them.) Aiska grins ear-to-ear. You tilt your head up. Deavon recites: "And, Silver Gryphons also in attendance tonight are Dame Yviara Hjeldin, Lord Goldstr Aimright, Lord Shirkon Rockcleaver, Lord Xanith Sourcerus, and our squires, Lord Falvicar Jalcon and Lady Khristal Zalian." You smile. (Deavon steps back into line with the Order.) Eddric bows. Eddric says, "Well met, all of you, fine introductions, thank you Dame Deavon." Deavon smiles at Eddric. Eddric recites: "Sir Aydan, who speaks for your Order this night?" Aydan strides a few steps forward. Aydan clearly states, "I will speak as Herald for the Delegation from Vornavis, and the Order of the Azure Sun." Shannivar gazes at Aydan. You see Sir Aydan Mursilis the Knight Banneret. He appears to be a Human from Seareach. He is average height and appears to be an adult. He has grey-tinged deep celadon eyes and fair skin. He has short, slightly wavy dark mahogany hair shot through with lighter hues. He has an angular face, a straight nose and a neatly-trimmed beard. He has a wearied and hardened visage made more noticeable by the three faint scars on his left cheek. He is in good shape. He is wearing a pair of braided silver cords tied with intricate knots slung over his shoulder, a malachite wool longcoat with upturned ivory cuffs, a hammered silver livery collar, a multi-layered ivory silk cravat, a tailored pale alabaster silk shirt, a pair of silver feather cufflinks, a diamond-set green imflass ring, a leaf-etched kelyn wedding ring cradled in silver filigree, a wide leather belt, some brown silk trousers, a pair of golden spurs, and some cuffed brown leather boots. Eddric nods. Tykeara glances at Aydan. Maags closes her eyes for a moment. Aydan clearly states, "I present to you The Honorable Lord Salnim Malwind. Son of the Swan Lord of Vornavis, His Excellency the Baron Dunrith Malwind, and Heir to the Barony of Vornavis." Bristenn raises his emerald silk banner high into the air for all to see. Speaking clearly to Eddric, Aydan states, "I am Sir Aydan Estore Mursilis, Lord of House Mursilis, of the County of Seareach. Knight Banneret of the Turamzzyrian Empire. Vassal of the Swan Lord of Vornavis, His Excellency Baron Dunrith Malwind. Captain of the Vornavian Reserve. Protector of Solhaven. Adjudicator for the Order of the Azure Sun." Aydan bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Aydan clearly states, "Sir Eahlstan Hjeldin of the T'Kirem Bear Clan. Knight Banneret of the Turamzzyrian Empire. Vassal of His." Eahlstan strides a few steps forward. Eahlstan faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Eahlstan takes a few steps back. Aydan corrects, "Vassal of His Excellency, The Earl Eddric Jovery, Defender of the Faith, Earl of North Hendor and the Northen Sentinel of the Turamzzyrian Empire. Marshal of the Order of the Azure Sun." Eddric leans to his left slightly. Maags stifles a yawn. Maags inclines her ear, but doesn't hear anything unusual. Aydan clearly states, "Sir Bristenn Colfren Mires, Scion of House Mires, of the Earldom of Honneland. Knight of the Turamzzyrian Empire. Vassal of the Swan Lord of Vornavis, His Excellency Baron Dunrith Malwind. Bannerman of the White Shield of Voln. Bearer of the Standard for the Order of the Azure Sun." Bristenn confidently strides a few steps forward. Bristenn bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. You see Sir Bristenn Mires the Knight of the Empire. He appears to be a Human from Honneland. He is alpine in stature and appears to have come of age. He has brooding, haunted pale ice-grey eyes and fair skin. He has short-cropped, tousled deep cordovan hair that falls stubbornly over his left eye. He has a grim, stalwart visage accented by deep frown lines at the center of his brow. A deep scar mars his face, running across it from above his right eyebrow to under his left eye. He is in good shape. He is holding a silver-trimmed emerald silk banner emblazoned with a white swan in his left hand. He is wearing a hammered silver livery collar, a silver locket, a silver-edged azure velvet cotehardie embroidered with a row of silver-veined aspen leaves around the hem with a crinkled soft silk undertunic underneath, a pair of long white cotton tippets, an intricately tooled wide leather girdle, some textured brushed leather leggings, a pair of tall leather riding boots, and a pair of golden spurs. Bristenn takes a few steps back. Riend covers her mouth, then gives a small, discreet cough. Aydan clearly states, "Dame Aiska Sunrider of the County of Seareach. Knight-Errant and Vassal of the Swan Lord of Vornavis, His Excellency Baron Dunrith Malwind. First Lance of House Mires. Sergeant-At-Arms of The Drakes Vanguard. Knight of the Order of the Azure Sun." Aiska strides a few steps forward. Aiska bows respectfully before Eddric, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground. You see Dame Aiska Sunrider the Knight-Errant. She appears to be a Human from Seareach. She is short in stature and appears to be very young. She has sleepy wintry blue eyes and tanned skin. She has long, straight pale blonde hair caught in a casual roll at the nape of her neck by some twisted silver hairpins. She has a square face and series of freckles over her nose and across her cheeks. She has a thin, scrawny build. She has a tattoo of colorful rampaging monsters on her arm, and a golden crown marking on her neck. She is in good shape. She is wearing a ruched obsidian silk tri-cornered hat with an overlay of pale cinereous lace, a black silk cloak held at the throat by an intricate toggle, a hammered silver livery collar, a drake-winged insignia, a cowl-necked amaranthine wool tunic, a yew-braced vertebrae belt, some stark ebon cameline pants, a pair of silver-tipped boots polished to a glossy sheen, and a pair of golden spurs. Aiska takes a few steps back. Aydan clearly states, "Lady Melorra Tirentha, of the Barony of Highmount. Stalwart Guardian of the Meek and Lowly. Founding Member and Sergeant of the Order of the Azure Sun." Melorra strides a few steps forward. You see Melorra Tirentha the Guardian. She appears to be a Human from Highmount. She is average height and appears to have come of age. She has dark-rimmed azure blue eyes and freckled skin. She has shoulder length, coal black hair swept back from her face in carelessly finger-combed waves. She has a diminutive flame tattoo on her chest, and a tiny blue dragon tattoo inked on her cheekbone beneath her right eye. She is in good shape. She is holding a silken battle standard in her right hand. She is wearing a hammered silver livery collar, a heavy grey woolen cloak clasped at the shoulder by a black chalcedony ouroboros, a fitted white linen shirt, a bone white chalcedony ring, a pair of hip-slung dark leather trousers, and a pair of soot-hued suede boots with small blackened buckles. Melorra bows respectfully before Eddric, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Melorra takes a few steps back. Aydan clearly states, "Lord Mynon Felcroth of the Earldom of Estoria. Bannerman of the White Shield of Voln. Sergeant of the Order of the Azure Sun." Mynon strides a few steps forward. Mynon bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. You see Mynon Felcroth the Armiger. He appears to be a Human from Estoria. He is taller than average and appears to be youthful. He has large pale blue eyes and tanned skin. He has very short, straight blue-black hair with grey at the temples. He has a clean-shaven face and a cleft chin. He is in good shape. He is wearing a crystal amulet, a hammered silver livery collar, a fine navy blue cloak, a blue tabard embroidered with a white horse over a loose white cotton shirt, a blued steel band inset with a white mithril horse, a dark vruul hide belt, some stark ebon cameline pants, a pair of tall ebon boots with white ora buckles, and a pair of silver spurs. Mynon takes a few steps back. Aydan clearly states, "Lady Divone Lerade of the Earldom of Estoria. Captain of the Niima's Grace. Arcanist of the Order of the Azure Sun." Divone strides a few steps forward. Divone bows respectfully before Eddric, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Divone takes a few steps back. Raelee glances around the area. Aydan clearly states, "Lady Shannivar Mursilis, Lady of House Mursilis, of the Earldom of South Hendor. Intercessor of Lorminstra." Aydan says, "Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor." Shannivar strides a few steps forward. Blushing slightly, Shannivar glances away from Eddric as she drops into a demure curtsy. You see Shannivar Mursilis the Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor. She appears to be a Human from Hendor. She is average height and appears to be youthful. She has expressive deep cobalt blue eyes and dusky olive skin. She has very long, glossy sable hair that falls in soft waves to her waist, with subtle mahogany highlights framing her face. She has a delicate face and high cheekbones. Her features, combined, are both sharp and gracile, giving her a distinctive appearance. The effect is not unbeautiful. She has slender wrists and hands with long, graceful fingers. She is in good shape. She is wearing a curving gold filigree earcuff, a spiraled gold torc capped with stylized oak leaves, a hooded russet linen cloak caught at the shoulder by a stylized red bronze feather, a full-sleeved hunter green robe lined with carnelian silk, a delicate white gold wedding ring cradling feather-etched mithril, an emerald-set red bronze ring, a ring of polished onyx hung with gilded keys, and a pair of chocolate brown suede calf-tied sandals. Shannivar takes a few graceful steps backward. Eddric bows. Speaking to Eddric, Aydan says, "And last, but certainly not least, the young Page of House Colbrooke wishes to approach, if it please His Excellency." Eddric nods at Aydan. Aiska tilts her head back. (Tegaius stumbles a single step on the way toward the platform.) Thadston twists his head slightly, cracking his neck. He looks relieved. You quietly whisper to Cruxophim, "You won't be removed first it looks." Puptilian blinks. Maags grins at Thadston. Speaking to Eddric, Tegaius stammers, "E-excellency. On behalf of Vornavis and the Order of the Azure Sun, we present this gift. Wine from the finest vineyards in the Barony!" Maags adopts an agreeable expression. Tegaius removes an aged wine case from in his white silk cloak. Divone smiles at Tegaius. Tegaius bows to Eddric. Tegaius offers Eddric an aged wine case. Eddric grins. Eddric accepts Tegaius's wine case. Aydan smiles at Tegaius. You see Tegaius Mursilis. He appears to be a Human from Seareach. He is short and appears to be extremely young. He has bright grey-green eyes and fair skin. He has very short, straight chestnut hair with lighter streaks. He has an angular face and a straight nose. He is in good shape. He is holding a fringed azure silk banner blazoned with a gannet volant argent in his left hand. He is wearing an embroidered white silk cloak, a grey silk silver-threaded shirt, a braided sable leather belt, a pair of soft midnight blue trousers, and a pair of cuffed knee-high charcoal suede boots. Tegaius takes a few steps back. Eddric nods at Tegaius. Tegaius taps his azure silk banner on the ground before him in a slow, rhythmic beat, drawing attention to himself. Eddric says, "Well met, and honor to your house." Shannivar whispers something to Tegaius. Tegaius shifts his weight. Tegaius grins. Eddric hands the wine case over to a Hendoran soldier, who nods, and marches off. Eddric shifts his weight. Eddric clears his throat. Eddric looks out at the crowd, pausing for a moment, observing or perhaps remembering. You see Earl Eddric Jovery the Northern Sentinel of the Turamzzyrian Empire. He appears to be a Human from Hendor. He is tall and appears to be in his declining years. He has pale blue eyes and tanned skin. He has receding, steel grey hair. He has a square-jawed face, a prominent nose and a short beard. He is in good shape. He is wearing an ornate gold coronet adorned with eight ivyleaf clusters each bearing a sapphire cabachon, a full-length blue velvet robe overlayed by an ermine cape with three rows of seal spots, a silver-trimmed blue silk surcoat, a gem-studded blue leather belt, an elegant blue leather scabbard, a silver-edged blue suede pouch, some black silk trousers with a narrow, black velvet stripe down the seam, and some elegant black leather half-boots. Eddric recites: "First, thank you all for attending this eve, I've news to share, then we shall proceed to the general audience, where I will graciously take your questions as long as the night will allow us." Yviara turns an inquisitive ear toward Eddric. Along the stone wall, the slender green-haired woman moves to another position, watching the courtyard down below. Alisaire casually glances up. Eddric breaks out in a sweat. Goldstr peers quizzically at Eddric. Maags says, "Should has had more windows." Eddric clears his throat. Eddric recites: "For years Wehnimer's Landing has faced countless trials and dangers, and the Turamzzyrian Empire has been no stranger to these tribulations as well, for often we have found ourselves side by side when dealing with these challenges, and ultimately overcoming them." You adopt an agreeable expression. Shirkon nods. Eddric recites: "But we cannot ignore the truth of the darkness we have seen in recent times, and we cannot turn a blind eye to the reality of from whence such chaos was born and raised. Nor can we stand in ignorance, oblivious to the mistakes that each of our people is responsible for." Eddric recites: "So I am here to tell you on this night, that the depravity we have seen in the past is not the creed of the Turamzzyrian Empire. I am here to tell you that the wickedness in Wehnimer's Landing history is not the standard of their people or the principle of their hearts. Your brothers in Hendor are some of your oldest, truest and most reliable allies." Aydan folds his hands behind his back. Bisco nods. Evia smiles. Turinrond looks thoughtfully at Eddric. Songar raises an eyebrow in Eddric's direction. Sirona glances skeptically at Eddric. Maags furrows her brow. Eddric shifts his weight, restlessly leaning back and forth. (Cruxophim purses his lips into a thin crooked line, but remains silent and largely motionless.) Eddric recites: "The completion of the Northern Outpost near your walls is not an encroachment on freedom. It is a stepping stone towards a more peaceful future in the region, where the actions and not just words of our alliance are aligned for the common good. This cannot be accomplished without cooperation and without trust." Eddric recites: "The past has been suffocated by misguided decisions, manipulations, and distractions from our enemies. We have seen the folly on both sides of our domains. We have seen the misdirected hatred of the Estorians, who sailed to war over the poisonous words of a black-hearted inquisitor. We have seen the self-inflicting wounds of an unsanctioned conflict by the Taladorians, who turned their hearts towards revenge instead of restoration. We have seen the ill-advised actions and betrayal of those in Wehnimer's Landing, both of previous leaders and some who call the town home. No one has risen from the ashes of the conflict without a series of follies." Cryheart nods. Thadston clenches his jaw. Goldstr nods. Eddric recites: "Our enemies would have us believe we are at war amongst each other. So I am here to tell you on this night that those ideas are the furthest from the truth. We are here to protect the lives and interests of the people of Wehnimer's Landing in every way we strive to protect our own. It is a struggle that will not be easily won over night, but I promise you this, together we will not suffer even one step backwards." Archales narrows his eyes and takes in his surroundings with a bitter expression on his face. Greganth applauds Eddric. Eddric recites: "Within the next day I shall travel south to Vornavis, where I shall spend some time with Baron Malwind discussing the recent rebuilding efforts in the Northern provinces, before my trip takes me to Tamzzyr. In the following days after my stay in Vornavis I will ensure Sir Thadston delivers a comprehensive report to your town's officials in relation to the state of reconstruction within all regions of the Turamzzyrian Empire that saw carnage during the recent war." Aydan glances away. Puptilian nods at Thadston. Nairena smiles. Shannivar rests a gentle hand on Aydan's arm. Thadston nods. Salnim nods. Eddric asks, "Lord Salnim Malwind, I thank you for your attendance this night. Have you words to share, before I proceed?" Salnim smiles at Eddric. Eddric grins. Salnim says, "I do, Your Excellency." Salnim makes his way forward towards Earl Jovery. Speaking to Eddric, Salnim says, "Your Excellency, it is the pleasure of Vornavis to be here tonight, and my father sends his compliments. He looks forward to your visit in the coming days, as there is much work to be discussed. It will be good to have you back within the walls of Vornavis again after all these years." Salnim bows to Eddric. Eddric nods at Salnim. Speaking to Eddric, Salnim asks, "I also wanted to take a moment to speak to our host, if I may?" Eddric says, "By all means." Thadston glances at Salnim. Salnim says, "Thank you, Your Excellency." Salnim steps forward to stand near Sir Thadston. Speaking to Thadston, Salnim says, "Sir Andrews, thank you for hosting us here this night. It is good to finally meet the individual I have heard so very much about. It is clear you know your duties, as evident by the fine job you have done in constructing these facilities." Thadston grins. Salnim smiles and looks Sir Thadston directly in the eye. Abrimel cocks his head. Speaking to Thadston, Salnim says, "In turn I know you will do well by all those knights stationed in this region, using their skills and talent in a manner befitting their station. Vornavis has a long and deep relationship with the Order of Silver Gryphons, so it is reassuring to know they will be treated well." Deavon smiles at Salnim. Thadston grins slowly. Thadston says, "Of course, your Lordship." Bekke gives a sidelong glance at Thadston. Eddric smiles. Salnim extends his hand to Sir Thadston, shaking his hand firmly, but not releasing it. Speaking to Thadston, Salnim says, "Just as we also know that your fellow knights from Vornavis will be also given the proper respect and treatment as befits their station." Thadston grins slowly. Thadston clenches his jaw. Salnim smiles at Sir Thadston, looking him firmly in the eye, then releases the grip on his hand. Eddric nods at Salnim. Speaking to Eddric, Salnim says, "Thank you again for having me here tonight, Your Excellency." Salnim bows to Eddric. Aydan folds his hands behind his back. Salnim steps back from Earl Jovery to stand once again with his escort from Vornavis. Eddric clears his throat. Eddric recites: "But there stands before us one final matter of importance, in which I am certainly grateful you have all joined me in attendance for. After the conflict between Talador and Wehnimer's Landing, the Order of the Silver Gryphons had their name stricken from the Tomes of Immuron in an effort to remind them of the importance of obedience. Over the many months since, Sir Thadston has provided glowing recommendations for the Order, both for their cooperation and their actions since." Eddric recites: "Therefore, by my Decree, effective immediately the Order of the Silver Gryphons shall have their name reinstated into the Tomes of Immuron with honor." Tykeara lets out a cheer! Cryheart smiles. Shannivar applauds. Puptilian lets out a cheer! Cruxophim grins crookedly. Bekke nods firmly. Cryheart bows to Eddric. Roelaren lets out a cheer! Regwen applauds. Roblar claps his hands. Evia slowly empties her lungs. You let out a cheer! Roelaren applauds. Chamorr applauds. Leslieanna grins. Greganth claps his hands. Roelaren applauds. Farsia nods approvingly. Yviara curtsies to Eddric. Maags nods approvingly. Bronwen applauds. Aydan applauds. Divone applauds. Kestis grins. Mynon applauds. Bristenn applauds. Melorra applauds. (Naajira gives a hum of amusement.) Maags says, "'bouts time." Cryheart says, "We thank ye, your Excellency." Shannivar whispers something to Cryheart. Balantine bows. Speaking sincerely to Cryheart, Farsia says, "Congratulations, Sir Cryheart." Nairena says, "That is great news." Turinrond whispers something to Cryheart. Aiska's face lights up with joy for Cryheart. Shirkon bows to Eddric. Eddric recites: "Furthermore, there stands among their ranks a few individuals who I shall publically call them into additional service, bestowing upon them knighthood for their long-standing defense of the innocent and their heroics in the region." Goldstr turns towards Eddric and renders a sharp hand salute. Speaking to Cryheart, Bisco says, "Deserved." Cryheart smiles. Riend nods approvingly. Stormyrain raises her eyebrow, the dark bloodjewel half-ring set within only enhancing her skeptical expression. Cryheart nods at Eddric. Abrimel glances around the area. Nairena beams! Salnim smiles widely. Greganth nods approvingly. Eddric steps back slightly, making additional room at the front of the platform. Maldon smiles. Eddric recites: "I would have you in my service, Geijon, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths. Geijon, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel." You close your eyes for a moment. You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs. Xanith grins at you. Aiska grins ear-to-ear. Cryheart smiles at you. Salnim smiles at you. You say, "Your excellency." You kneel down. You rub your crystal blue eyes in an effort to refresh them. Deavon chuckles. Eddric grins at you. Deavon says, "Aw, he's getting all teary." Maags nods at Deavon. Eddric recites: "Do you solemnly swear, with the truth in your heart and the strength in your arms, to uphold the chivalric code, conducting yourself as a true knight, a living example of a warrior with honor, courage and generosity?" Seomanthe smiles at you. Lylia is admiring you. You exclaim, "I so swear!" Nairena beams! Maags beams! Stormyrain grins. You shift your weight. Eddric recites: "Do you promise to support the Empire and its rightful ruler, never participating in nor supporting aggression against it nor its citizens?" Speaking to Eddric, you say, "I do so promise." You nod slowly. Eddric recites: "Do you promise to shelter those who seek the protection of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?" Speaking to Eddric, you assure, "Always." Cruxophim places a hand over his heart. Cruxophim turns towards you and renders you a sharp hand salute. Maags touches one finger to her lips. Shannivar gazes proudly at you. Eddric offers you a pair of golden spurs You nod at Eddric. You accept Eddric's offer and are now holding a pair of golden spurs. Stormyrain applauds. (Evia moves a lock of Geijon's hair away from his face, stroking away a slight tear thereon.) Bristenn applauds you. Rhagni turns to you and cheers! Mynon turns to you and cheers! Maags exclaims, "Now gives him a pony!" Aydan lets out a cheer! Roelaren turns to you and cheers! Goldstr turns towards you and renders you a sharp hand salute. You chuckle at Maags. Bristenn raises his fist overhead in salute. Riend applauds you. Puptilian lets out a cheer! Eddric removes a basket-hilted vultite backsword from in his blue leather scabbard. Cryheart applauds you. Eddric taps his backsword on Geijon's shoulders. Shirkon turns to you and cheers! You tilt your head down. Eahlstan turns to face you. Aoife applauds you. Eddric recites: "Rise Sir Geijon, Knight-Errant of the Turamzzyrian Empire." Cryheart grins at you. Eahlstan faces you and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Tykeara yells, "Hail Sir Geijon!" You nod at Eddric. You face Eddric and smartly bring your right fist up to your chest. Holding it there, you bow deeply. Speaking approvingly to you, Aydan says, "Well deserved and well earned." Speaking to you, Salnim says, "Congratulations Sir Khyree." Eddric clears his throat. Speaking to you, Eahlstan says, "Sir Geijon Khyree, my congratulations on a well deserved accolade." Evia beams! Balantine beams happily at you! Aiska agrees with Eahlstan. Roelaren beams happily at you! (Aiska claps a hand to Geijon's shoulder, smiling broadly.) Goldstr exclaims, "An Honor Sir Geijon!" Speaking to you, Bristenn observes, "Sir Geijon. Wear them well." You put on a pair of golden spurs. Eddric recites: "I would have you in my service, Evia, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths. Evia, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel." Cryheart grins at Evia. Evia takes a deep breath. Roelaren blinks. Regwen grins at Evia. Alasatia beams happily at Evia! Maags beams! Aiska lets out a cheer! Evia kneels down. Chamorr applauds Evia. Roelaren lets out a cheer! Evia wipes the sweat from her brow. Cryheart smiles at Evia. Rhagni applauds Evia. Lylia smiles at Evia. Cruxophim winks at Evia. Aoife applauds. (Evia forces her hand down from her mouth.) Speaking to Puptilian, Tykeara says, "Hmm what do you call a female knight, we can't call her Sir..." Speaking to Tykeara, Rhagni says, "Dame." Eddric glances at Evia. Eddric recites: "Do you solemnly swear, with the truth in your heart and the strength in your arms, to uphold the chivalric code, conducting yourself as a true knight, a living example of a warrior with honor, courage and generosity?" Evia says, "I do so solemnly swear it." Eddric recites: "Do you promise to support the Empire and its rightful ruler, never participating in nor supporting aggression against it nor its citizens?" Roelaren beams happily at Evia! Evia says, "I do so swear." Evia nods. Eddric recites: "Do you promise to shelter those who seek the protection of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?" Evia says, "I do so swear it until the last of my living breath." Eddric nods. Eddric taps Evia's shoulders lightly with his backsword. Evia folds her hands in her lap. Maags claps her hands. Bisco applauds. Goldstr applauds Evia. Eahlstan turns to face Evia. Maags drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Evia, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides. Eahlstan faces Evia and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Fujihiro applauds. Falvicar applauds Evia. Eddric recites: "Then rise Dame Evia, Knight-Errant of the Turamzzyrian Empire!" Evia gulps. Tykeara yells, "Hail Dame Evia!" Yviara applauds Evia. Evia stands up. Aydan turns to Evia and cheers! With a graceful movement of her hands, Evia lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Eddric. Aoife smiles at Evia. Riend nods approvingly. Mynon turns to Evia and cheers! Balantine turns to Evia and cheers! Roelaren says, "Huzzah." Khristal applauds Evia. Shirkon turns to Evia and cheers! Evia says, "Your Excellency, I thank you for this great honor, and humbly shall endeavor to uphold the responsibility it bears. I also pay a respectful homage to my original inspiration, Dame Wanton, as well as my original mentors Sir Hyoko and Sir Ruffelin, and the founder of our Order, Maldon Wellesbourne." Aoife applauds. Archales shifts his weight. Evia curtsies. Maags bursts out in a resounding cheer! Puptilian turns to Evia and cheers! Maldon applauds Evia. Speaking to Evia, Goldstr exclaims, "An Honor Dame Evia!" Speaking to Evia, Eahlstan says, "Dame Evia Aramathia, my congratulations." Speaking to Evia, Bristenn observes, "Dame Evia, congratulations to you. Wear them well." Nairena curtsies to Evia. Evia says, "Th..th...ank you." Maldon bows to Evia. Xanith bows to Evia. Evia coughs. Maags exclaims, "Another pony due!" Turinrond applauds Evia. Cryheart whispers something to Evia. Shannivar gives Evia a friendly hug. Cryheart gives Evia a friendly hug. Maags gives Evia a friendly hug. Eddric clears his throat. You see High Lady Evia Aramathia the Defender of Wehnimer's Landing. She appears to be a Giantman of the T'Kirem Clan. She is very tall and appears to be mature. She has copper-lashed sparkling hazel green eyes and smooth tanned skin. She has long, softly wavy deep auburn hair arranged in an intricately twisted roll at the back of her head and held in place by some delicate pearlescent hairbeads. She has an angular face, a straight nose and a web of shadowy black veins coiling along her neck and high cheekbones. She has glossy white-tipped lacquer brushed onto her squared fingernails. She has a rampant silver gryphon tattoo. She is in good shape. She is wearing a black lace hair-ornament pinned by a dragon's-tear ruby, a pair of silver filigree earrings, a delicate silver necklace, a sleek silver satin pelisse clasped with tiny crystals, a golden phoenix pin, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, a cinched black lace reticule slung over her shoulder, a brilliant cloth-of-silver corset over a black silk gown patterned with intricate silver brocade, a silver filigree bracelet, a pair of black lace gloves, a silver silk hip-scarf edged in dragon's-tear ruby fringe, and a pair of dark silk stockings under a pair of black satin high-heeled shoes beaded with star rubies. Shannivar gazes fondly at Evia. Maags turns an inquisitive ear toward Eddric. Chamorr applauds Evia. Speaking warmly to Evia, Riend says, "Congratulations, Dame Evia... very well deserved." Roelaren agrees with Riend. You hug Evia, stirring the scent of moonflower blossoms, a subtle and sweet floral from her skin, who wraps you in a warm embrace. You beam happily at Evia! Evia beams happily at Maldon! Maldon winks at Evia. Cryheart smiles. Eddric says, "Yes, it is quite fitting, with Lord Maldon here as well." Cryheart agrees with Eddric. Eddric offers Evia a pair of golden spurs. Evia accepts Eddric's golden spurs. Eddric clears his throat. Cryheart turns towards Maldon and renders a sharp hand salute. Speaking to Evia, Seomanthe exclaims, "Congratulations!" Evia puts on a pair of golden spurs. Eddric recites: "I would have you in my service, Balantine, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths. Balantine, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel." Cryheart grins at Balantine. Evia beams happily at Balantine! Khristal blinks. Roelaren bounces around happily. Stormyrain grins. Maags beams happily at Balantine! Goldstr applauds Balantine. You turn to Balantine and cheer! Rendena applauds Balantine. Sareyna hugs Balantine, who wraps her in a warm embrace. (Balantine stands stunned a moment before stepping forward.) Aiska turns to Balantine and cheers! Balantine kneels down. Lylia gazes respectfully at Balantine. Eddric recites: "Do you solemnly swear, with the truth in your heart and the strength in your arms, to uphold the chivalric code, conducting yourself as a true knight, a living example of a warrior with honor, courage and generosity?" Balantine recites: "Aye, I so swear" Eddric recites: "Do you promise to support the Empire and its rightful ruler, never participating in nor supporting aggression against it nor its citizens?" Balantine recites: "Aye, your Excellency" Eddric recites: "Do you promise to shelter those who seek the protection of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?" Balantine recites: "Aye, you have my word" Eddric taps his backsword lightly on Balantine's shoulders. Eddric offers Balantine a pair of golden spurs. Balantine bows. Balantine accepts Eddric's golden spurs. Bisco applauds. Eddric recites: "Then rise Sir Balantine, Knight-Errant of the Turamzzyrian Empire!" Roelaren lets out a cheer! Shirkon turns to Balantine and cheers! Tykeara yells, "Hail Sir Balantine!!!" Bristenn applauds Balantine. Cryheart applauds Balantine. Speaking to Balantine, Goldstr exclaims, "Sir Balantine it be an honor!" Balantine beams! Greganth applauds Balantine. Roelaren says, "Sir Balantine." Balantine stands up. Turinrond applauds Balantine. Drektor folds his arms, appearing to listen intently. He nods from time to time. Falvicar turns to Balantine and cheers! Svantai turns to Balantine and cheers! Maldon applauds Balantine. Khristal bows deeply at the waist, honoring Balantine. Chamorr applauds Balantine. Roelaren says, "Whooo hooo." Balantine gazes in awe at a pair of golden spurs in his hand. Seomanthe beams happily at Balantine! Regwen turns to Balantine and cheers! Alasatia applauds Balantine. Aiska turns to Balantine and cheers! Eddric shifts his weight. Salnim smiles at Balantine. You give Balantine a friendly hug. Speaking to Balantine, Svantai echoes, "Sir Balantine." Aydan turns to Balantine and cheers! Cryheart whispers something to Balantine. Speaking to Balantine, Bristenn observes, "Sir Balantine, it's about time." Cryheart hugs Balantine, who wraps him in a warm embrace. Balantine gives Sareyna a warm buss on the lips. Mynon applauds Balantine. Eddric recites: "I would have you in my service, Goldstr, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths. Goldstr, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel." Cryheart grins at Goldstr. Goldstr's jaw drops. Deavon grins at Goldstr. Nairena curtsies to Balantine. Farsia smiles at Goldstr. Guennwhfar applauds Balantine. Evia turns to Balantine and cheers! Goldstr kneels down. Maags's face lights up with joy. Eddric recites: "Do you solemnly swear, with the truth in your heart and the strength in your arms, to uphold the chivalric code, conducting yourself as a true knight, a living example of a warrior with honor, courage and generosity?" Goldstr says, "Aye I swear." Eddric recites: "Do you promise to support the Empire and its rightful ruler, never participating in nor supporting aggression against it nor its citizens?" Goldstr says, "I do promise." Eddric recites: "Do you promise to shelter those who seek the protection of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?" Goldstr says, "Aye as always Yer excellency." Deavon applauds Goldstr. You turn to Goldstr and cheer! Roelaren applauds Goldstr. Falvicar turns to Goldstr and cheers! Shannivar turns to Goldstr and cheers Eddric taps his backsword lightly to Goldstr's shoulders. Eddric offers Goldstr a pair of golden spurs. Bristenn applauds Goldstr. Aydan turns to Goldstr and cheers! Goldstr accepts Eddric's golden spurs. Aoife applauds. Shirkon turns to Goldstr and cheers! Aiska turns to Goldstr and cheers! Cryheart applauds Goldstr. Sareyna smooches Goldstr on the cheek. Salnim smiles at Goldstr. Eddric recites: "Then rise Sir Goldstr, Knight-Errant of the Turamzzyrian Empire!" Tykeara yells, "Hail Sir Goldstr!!!!" Greganth applauds Goldstr. Fujihiro deeply exclaims, "YAY!" Cryheart whispers something to Goldstr. Speaking to Goldstr, Bristenn praises, "Sir Goldstr, welcome." Puptilian turns to Goldstr and cheers! Cryheart gives Goldstr a friendly hug. Goldstr stands up. Goldstr puts on a pair of golden spurs. Speaking to Goldstr, Eahlstan says, "It is about time... Congratulations, Sir." Goldstr faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Stormyrain applauds Goldstr. Evia turns to Goldstr and cheers! Speaking to Goldstr, Aydan says, "Agreed. A long time coming." Cryheart agrees with Aydan. Goldstr says, "I am honored me friends." Speaking to Goldstr, you exclaim, "Your name matchin th' spurs!" You beam happily at Goldstr! Placing her hands upon her hips, Maags performs a quick heel-to-toe dance. Seomanthe laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement. Goldstr starts chuckling at you! You hug Goldstr, who wraps you in a warm embrace. Eddric clears his throat. Goldstr points at Deavon. Goldstr says, "See da sours." Eddric recites: "I would have you in my service, Shirkon, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths. Shirkon, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel." Cryheart grins at Shirkon. Roelaren turns to Shirkon and cheers! Stormyrain grins at Shirkon. Cryheart just nudged Shirkon. Evia lets out a cheer! Goldstr applauds Shirkon. Shirkon bows to Eddric. Deavon just nudged Shirkon. Yviara applauds Shirkon. Xanith applauds Shirkon. Shirkon kneels down. You turn to Shirkon and cheer! Chamorr applauds. Cruxophim applauds. Eddric recites: "Do you solemnly swear, with the truth in your heart and the strength in your arms, to uphold the chivalric code, conducting yourself as a true knight, a living example of a warrior with honor, courage and generosity?" Shirkon deeply says, "I sa swear." Eddric recites: "Do you promise to support the Empire and its rightful ruler, never participating in nor supporting aggression against it nor its citizens?" Shirkon deeply says, "I does yer Excellancy." Eddric recites: "Do you promise to shelter those who seek the protection of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?" Shirkon deeply says, "I o with all me heart." Eddric taps Shirkon on the shoulders with his backsword. Eddric offers Shirkon a pair of golden spurs. Bisco applauds. Shirkon accepts Eddric's golden spurs. Seomanthe smiles at Shirkon. Regwen turns to Shirkon and cheers! Balantine turns to Shirkon and cheers! Riend applauds Shirkon. Salnim smiles at Shirkon. Maldon applauds Shirkon. Aydan applauds. Shannivar applauds Shirkon. Greganth whispers something to Shirkon. Puptilian turns to Shirkon and cheers! Mynon applauds Shirkon. Melorra applauds. Evia turns to Shirkon and cheers! Eddric recites: "Then rise Sir Shirkon, Knight-Errant of the Turamzzyrian Empire!" Shirkon puts on a pair of golden spurs. Tykeara yells, "Hail Sir Shirkon!" Cryheart applauds Shirkon. Speaking to Shirkon, Eahlstan exclaims, "Congratulations!" Maags drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Shirkon, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides. Aiska turns to Shirkon and cheers! Rhagni applauds. Speaking to Shirkon, Bristenn praises, "Sir Shirkon, hail and welcome." Lylia gazes respectfully at Shirkon. Shirkon stands up. Yviara applauds Shirkon. Cryheart hugs Shirkon, who wraps him in a warm embrace. Speaking to Shirkon, Goldstr says, "An Honor ye e friend Sir Shirkon." Goldstr turns towards Shirkon and renders a sharp hand salute. Shirkon sobs. Eddric grins. Roelaren says, "Huzzah." Evia beams happily at Deavon! Shirkon bows to Eddric. Roelaren beams happily at Shirkon! You hug Shirkon, who wraps you in a warm embrace. You beam happily at Shirkon! Speaking to Eddric, Deavon says, "Just be glad he's sobbing and not eating cheese." Deavon looks over at Eddric and shakes her head. Xanith grins at Deavon. Cryheart smiles at Shirkon. Eddric recites: "I have one but additional announcement, before we begin the general questions, for those who seek to remain in attendance." Maags bounces around happily. Goldstr turns an inquisitive ear toward Eddric. Eddric recites: "Sir Cryheart, Knight of the Empire...please step forward." Cryheart raises an eyebrow. Evia squeals. Deavon grins at Cryheart. Melorra appears to be trying hard not to grin. Cryheart asks, "Your Excellency?" Aydan adopts an agreeable expression. Yviara exclaims, "Banner!" Cryheart strides over to stand before Eddric. Cryheart bows. Deavon waves her gryphon-blazed banner around enthusiastically, whipping it back and forth through the air. You begin a steady and decisive chant, as if rallying the troops. Balantine gazes fondly at Deavon. Riend glances appraisingly between Eddric and Cryheart. Cryheart rubs his emerald hair ribbon. Eddric grins. Maags wrings her hands. Deavon leans on Balantine, giving him a companionable grin. Cryheart takes a deep breath. Cryheart slowly empties his lungs. Svantai holds her breath. Eddric recites: "Sir Cryheart, please kneel." Cryheart kneels down. Cryheart bows to Eddric. Evia chews on her fingernails. Maags bites her lip. Eddric recites: "As a recognized leader who has been steadfast in providing direction and example to those who look to them in times of conflict, I hereby bestow on Sir Cryheart the right to bear banners bearing their own charges and lead followers under those banners into the field of battle." (Lots of cheering.) Balantine glares intently and lets out a nerve-shattering bellow! Speaking to Cryheart, Aydan says, "Entirely deserved, Sir." (Evia cannot hold back a raucous woooop of delight!) Cryheart says, "Thank ye, your Excellency." Speaking to Cryheart, you say, "And we follow, Brother." Cryheart smiles. Eddric taps Cryheart briefly on the right shoulder with his backsword. Speaking to Cryheart, Eahlstan says, "Sir Thaxin, In my eyes you've earned your banner a thousand times over. I am glad to see the honor bestowed upon you." Eddric recites: "Rise Sir Cryheart, Knight Banneret of the Turamzzyrian Empire!" Cryheart stands up. Goldstr faces Cryheart and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Aydan turns to Cryheart and cheers! Bristenn applauds. Falvicar applauds Cryheart. Maags drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Cryheart, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides. Eahlstan faces Cryheart and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Melorra turns to Cryheart and cheers! Cryheart bows deeply at the waist, honoring Eddric. Evia turns to Cryheart and cheers! Aiska tilts her head back. Deavon offers Cryheart an ebon silk gryphon-blazed banner. Balantine applauds Cryheart. Aiska roars! Cryheart bows deeply at the waist, honoring Salnim. Cryheart bows deeply at the waist, honoring Maldon. Cryheart accepts Deavon's gryphon-blazed banner. Cryheart grins at Deavon. Aiska roars, "Three cheers fer Sir Cry'eart!" Maags lets loose a mighty shout! Cryheart says, "Thank ye all." Shannivar glances at Cryheart and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture. Speaking wryly to Cryheart, Bristenn remarks, "Finally is an understatement, of course." (More cheering.) You exclaim, "Huzzah!" Shirkon turns to Cryheart and cheers! Evia flings herself against Cryheart, bounces off of him, and giggles madly! Roelaren says, "Huzzah." Speaking to Cryheart, Maags exclaims, "Never thought could be more proud of yous Sir Knight!" Evia says, "And might I add...three cheers for the Founder of Our Order." Bisco gives Cryheart a firm handshake. Evia turns to Maldon and cheers! Eddric bows. Evia turns to Maldon and cheers! Maags nods approvingly at Eddric. Cryheart bows to Eddric. Eddric put a basket-hilted vultite backsword in his blue leather scabbard. Deavon nods at Evia. Evia turns to Maldon and cheers! Speaking to Cryheart, you say, "She beat us to it." Roelaren turns to Cryheart and cheers! Cryheart bows to Salnim. Xanith smiles at Eddric. Roelaren turns to Cryheart and cheers! You turn to Maldon and cheer! Goldstr faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Deavon turns to Maldon and cheers! You see Sergeant Maldon Wellesbourne. He appears to be a Human. He appears to be wizened with age. He has grey eyes and tanned skin. He has receding, silver hair. He has a neatly-trimmed beard. He is in good shape. He is wearing a black silk cloak with red-gold piping and a triskelion-shaped impression on the left breast, an emerald nautilus shell talisman, some mended brigandine armor, a black leather swordbelt, a black leather sheath, a belt pouch, a black leather scabbard, a pair of black silk trousers with a faded red stripe down the seam, and a pair of tall black boots with red-gold buckles. Shirkon turns to Maldon and cheers! Mynon lets out a cheer! Shirkon turns to Maldon and cheers! Cryheart whispers something to Salnim. Cryheart smiles. Goldstr faces Maldon and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Cryheart bows to Maldon. Balantine turns to Maldon and cheers! Eddric recites: "Thank you all for your attendance this evening! In a few moments, we shall make a list available, so you might sign up and ask questions in a general audience with me. For those who do not wish to attend, you may be politely excused as well." Maldon grins. You say, "Sir Maldon Wellsbourne, he who brought honor above life to our Order. May those tenets survive forever." Roelaren turns to Maldon and cheers! Falvicar bows to Maldon. Chamorr and Cryheart bash their forearms in greeting. Speaking to Cryheart, Maags says, "Congratulations Sir Knight, I am honored to know yous." Rhagni applauds Maldon. Maldon blinks. Speaking heartily to Cryheart, Chamorr says, "Well done." Maldon says, "This has been a night long in coming. No pun intended." Cryheart grins at Maldon. Maldon bows to Cryheart. You fold your hands behind your back, waiting patiently. Maags nods at Maldon. Speaking to Cryheart, Daniels says, "Well deserved and congrats." Thadston leans against a large wooden post set with a crisp silver banner bearing the crest of a blue phoenix. Bekke says, "Congratulations, all. Well deserved." Maldon nods at Bekke. Speaking to Cryheart, Bisco says, "Well ole pal, I'll certain say ya earned it." Speaking deeply to Eddric, Shirkon says, "Wids yer permission yer Excellancy, I must make my departure." Eddric bows to Shirkon. Eddric nods. Shirkon bows to Eddric. Bisco says, "Now then..." Nairena says, "All of you are deserving of such titles and rites." Sir Shirkon just went south. Speaking to Cryheart, Roelaren says, "Congratulations hun it is well deserved." Maags exclaims, "Celebrates!" Fujihiro deeply exclaims, "Have great adventures new Knights!" Eddric steps down off of the wooden platform, a few Hendoran soldiers not far from him. Atop the wall, the green-haired woman becomes more alert, eyes focused on the Earl. Eddric steps closer to the crowd of people, nearly standing among them. Eddric asks, "Well then, shall we begin the audience?" Sareyna says, "Oh lets." Eddric just opened the gold-edged list for 40 signups. Speaking to Eddric, Lylia says, "I thank you for this, Yes, let us do that, Your Excellency." Turinrond adds his name to the gold-edged list. Puptilian adds his name to the gold-edged list. Stormyrain adds her name to the gold-edged list. Lylia makes a writing motion at the gold-edged list. Lylia adds her name to the gold-edged list. Speaking to Cryheart, Goldstr exclaims, "Hail Knight Bannerett!" Archales adds his name to the gold-edged list. Aiska adds her name to the gold-edged list. Tykeara mutters under her breath. Jemiquist adds his name to the gold-edged list. Speaking to Eddric, you say, "You have more stamina than perhaps is to be expected." The gold-edged list contains the following names: (1) Turinrond (2) Puptilian (3) Stormyrain (4) Lylia (5) Archales (6) Aiska (7) Jemiquist Speaking to Roelaren, Goldstr says, "Tankee M'Lady Paladin." Deavon says, "I think it's courageous to entertain questions still." Thadston says, "Let's quiet ourselves a bit." Thadston nods. Maags exclaims, "We are all so happies!" Speaking melodically to Cryheart, Aiska remarks, "Knight-Bann'ret!" Maags skips in a circle around you. Maags skips in a circle around Goldstr. Maags skips in a circle around Cryheart. Speaking to Riend, you say, "Most humbling turn of events, Lady Riend." Speaking to Thadston, Puptilian says, "Hard to do when its a joyous occasion." Maags pulls on Evia, trying to get her closer. Eddric asks, "Turinrond, your question?" Turinrond nods slowly. Turinrond strides a few steps forward. Turinrond nods respectfully at Eddric. Maags turns an inquisitive ear toward Turinrond. Turinrond quietly says, "Two comments and a question, Earl Jovery. First of all, some of us realize that if the Empire wished to take over Wehnimer's Landing, despite the aftermath of the recent wars, it could be done and easily. Along those lines, I would like to commend Sir Thadston and the Gryphons for facilitating and assisting our efforts toward restoring order and independence to our town." Turinrond quietly asks, "it should also be noted that we have no shortage of mutual enemies who will undoubtedly return to the Landing, particularly the witch Raznel and Grishom Stone. Our cooperation will go a long way towards finding justice for those fugitives, as the denizens of the Landing are not without skills and resources. In the same vein that Lord Brieson has been given authority to perform his investigations here for crimes against the Empire - which, I must add, has resulted in many sheep being mistaken for wolves, and that will incur a future cost which I warned him about - In the interest of strengthening our diplomatic ties and to display your intent and purpose with us towards mutual ends, will you allow us to participate in the investigation of Talador, and perhaps, when your work is done here, allow us the same execution of justice that we have allowed to Lord Brieson?" Turinrond quietly says, "Specifically, I'd like to request that a handful of citizens, representing a wide variety of backgrounds and interests, be looped in and able to participate in the investigation on the ground level, and report their findings to the Mayor and Council of Wehnimer's Landing, and that you will be as open to the execution of justice when the fault is found, as we have been in allowing Lord Brieson his execution of justice in his findings." Jemiquist removes his name from the gold-edged list. Eddric squints. Falvicar quietly says, "Good night, Your Excellency. My wife and I must retire." With a graceful movement of her hands, Regwen lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Eddric. Eddric asks, "An investigation into Talador?" Turinrond quietly says, "Aye, Sir." Eddric says, "As it stands now, the once restored Noble Council of Talador has been dissolved, replaced by new ruling members from many Houses among North Hendor." Turinrond respectfully says, "Those folks are still alive, I assume." Eddric says, "Any justice sought for various wrongdoings in Talador, by Taladorians, will not be subject to the involvement of your town or people, I am afraid." Turinrond furrows his brow. Riend adds her name to the gold-edged list. Turinrond quietly asks, "That's unfortunate. We are to be investigated and punished for wrongs against the Empire, but the reverse.. does not hold?" Eddric says, "I would strongly recommend you concern yourself more with your own path of virtue, or finding yourself onto it, given your branding." Songar scowls at Eddric. Speaking smarmily to Turinrond, Maretta says, "You got told." Riend covers her mouth, then gives a small, discreet cough. Shannivar just nudged Maretta. Aydan mouths, "Damn." Turinrond quietly says, "Certainly, Lord Jovery. I am no hypocrit. I cooperated fully with Lord Brieson." Eddric says, "As you also did with Elithain Cross. So now, tip the scales to good." Eddric nods at Turinrond. Speaking quietly to Eddric, Turinrond says, "For reasons that I explained to Lord Brieson. The target is dead. Mission accomplished." Turinrond lightly brushes his fingers over his cracked skull symbol in a reverent gesture. Eddric asks, "Mayor Puptilian, your question?" Puptilian nods at Eddric. Maags turns an inquisitive ear toward Puptilian. Puptilian recites: "Earl Jovery and everyone in attendence. Instead of a question I like to make a short statement. " Puptilian recites: "In the last several years much strife has found its way to the Landing. Through all the death and destruction, the chaos, and the darkest of night there was one shining light that consistantly stood against that darkness." Goldstr turns an inquisitive ear toward Puptilian. Puptilian recites: "As Mayor of Wehnimer's Landing and also a citizen, I want to give a public THANK YOU from the people of Wehnimer's Landing to the Order of Silver Grpyhon. Your continued example of how to protect those that cannot protect themselves, your example of doing what is right when others step away, your dedicate to the people of Wehnimer's Landing is one I hope all of us follow. " Cruxophim raises an eyebrow in Puptilian's direction. Puptilian bows to Cryheart. Puptilian recites: "Again, thank you Knights and Dames of the Order of Silver Gryphon." Roelaren agrees with Puptilian. Maldon applauds Puptilian. Cryheart turns towards Puptilian and renders a sharp salute with his gryphon-blazed banner. Balantine gazes in awe at Puptilian. Nairena says, "Well said." Speaking to Puptilian, Tykeara says, "Very well put, Mayor." Speaking to Eddric, Puptilian says, "Thank you Earl Jovery for the time to speak." Deavon curtsies to Puptilian. Eddric says, "Ah, I see." (Cruxophim claps slowly, nodding with equal measure at Puptilian.) Goldstr exclaims, "Jess our duty Mayor!" Eddric asks, "Stormyrain, your question?" Stormyrain smiles. Stormyrain bows her head slightly toward Eddric as she drops into a deep respectful curtsy before him. Stormyrain says, "Your Excellency, if it please you, my question has to do with something I saw during the tour Sir Thadston was kind enough to give many of us." Stormyrain says, "I am curious about the orbs that were in the alchemy area. More specifically, I wonder if all who can pass through the outpost gates will be able to --access and use those orbs, or will they be restricted to those from the Hall of Mages and others in command here at the outpost itself." Stormyrain folds her hands. Thadston glances at Stormyrain. Sareja grins slowly. Sirona nods at Stormyrain. Stormyrain glances at Thadston. Stormyrain smiles at Thadston. Eddric says, "I must deflect that question to Sir Thadston, to perhaps address with you at another time. I have left the command, and resources of the Northern Outpost, to him alone." Stormyrain inclines her head. Stormyrain murmurs, "As you say Your Excellency. Thank you." Stormyrain bows her head slightly as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy. Thadston says, "Yes, Your Excellency, I will be sure to address it with her later." Thadston grins. Stormyrain takes a few graceful steps backward. Songar gets a blank look on her face. Bekke gives a sidelong glance at Thadston. Stormyrain surreptitiously glances at Thadston. Maags glances skeptically at Thadston. Songar shakes her head. With a gentle tug, Stormyrain adjusts her silver muslin gown. Eddric asks, "Lylia, your question?" Lylia inclines her head. Lylia says, "I thank you for your time, Your Excellency. The other evening, we were witness to Drangell's removal to Talador, and within the portal was a man with eyes as radiant as the sun." Lylia continues, "This, we were told, is the Prelate Chaston Griffin. I had not seen him before." Lylia diplomatically says, "The Prelate's charisma and power are...storied even here." Songar frowns. Deep in thought, Lylia laces her fingers before her. Sareyna says, "The one who bears watching." Lylia says, "As Sir Thadston worked with others in and about Wehnimer's Landing to entrap Drangell, I wondered if you knew more of the Prelate's plans for the criminal now that he is in Talador? Now that Hendor is guiding Talador back to health, are you also this shepherd's shepherd, so to speak?" Lylia says, "I am uncertain of how the Church of Koar intersects with the rule of law under the Sun Throne." Riend gazes in amusement at Lylia. Riend removes her name from the gold-edged list. Sareyna peers quizzically at Eddric. Eddric says, "I am unaware of any plans Prelate Chaston Griffin has, and I would be quite surprised if he possesses any. He leads the Church of Koar in the Barony of Talador, his control ends there. The Nobles of Hendor govern Talador, and Drangell is now within their custody, until at such a time the threat he brings can be permanently ended." Sareyna says, "You are wrong the heretic is dangerous." Lylia says, "I thank you once again, Your Excellency. That answers my question most precisely." Lylia places a hand over her heart. Lylia bows to Eddric. Speaking to Puptilian, Svantai says, "Gut, then burn alive, then volcano. Must be fair. The Jewel deserves it." Eddric nods at Lylia. Thadston glances at Sareyna. Riend ponders. Riend adds her name to the gold-edged list. Eddric asks, "Archales, your question?" Archales asks, "We have heard you speak of trust this night, but it is hard to see much of any trust building at the point of a spear. Our citizens are restricted from much of the outpost we cant even visit prisoners, all these restrictions for us, even as hendor's soldiers have free reign over all the taverns in town, I worry this situation will breed nothing but further resentment. I realize the empire has concerns, but most of these problems have come to us from within your empirial borders, what conditions have to be met for the troops garrisoned at the outpost to be sent back, and the outpostjust serve as the diplomatic center it is proclaimed to be?" You add your name to the gold-edged list. Archales says, "I would also like to petition the release of Alendrial from Thadston's custody." Maretta glowers darkly at Archales. Thadston squints at Archales. Thadston's entire body tenses as he clenches his fist. Mynon stares at Archales. Archales folds his arms over his chest. Shannivar stares at Archales with an unreadable look of utter blankness. Hapenlok makes a writing motion at the gold-edged list. Bekke gives a sidelong glance at Maretta. You glance at Archales. Hapenlok adds his name to the gold-edged list. Mynon clenches his jaw. Eddric slowly empties his lungs. Nairena gasps. Eddric nods at Thadston. Nairena folds her arms over her chest. Eddric says, "It's quite alright, I did agree to this." Eddric chuckles to himself. Cruxophim quietly mutters, "One in every crowd." Aydan appears to be trying hard not to grin. Aurla grins. Eddric says, "Or six." Eddric nods at Cruxophim. Eddric shifts his weight. Speaking quietly to Cruxophim, Turinrond says, "It's usually you." Archales inclines his ear, but doesn't hear anything unusual. Maretta adds her name to the gold-edged list. Eddric says, "There is no firm conditions, or deadline, for any removal of the Hendoran soldiers to occur." Eddric says, "Surely you must understand the folly of setting time tables when dealing with evil, or criminal elements." Archales nods slowly. Cruxophim removes his name from the gold-edged list. Galenblackbard says, "Fearmongering...." Eddric says, "It may come to pass, that the Outpost permanently holds a presence, perhaps one day smaller, perhaps one day larger." Eddric says, "True success in this operation, and in maintaining peace and stability in the region, requires a measure of flexibility, which makes any sort of bench marks such as you are requesting." Eddric says, "Long has Wehnimer's Landing and Hendor been on agreeable terms, and many times we have come to your aid. We are not here to conquer." Eddric asks, "Dame Aiska, your question?" Aiska strides a few steps forward. Aiska bows respectfully before Eddric, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Eddric says, "Oh, forgive me..." Eddric raises his hand. Aiska blinks at Eddric. Eddric says, "Archales disguised two questions as one." Aiska nods respectfully. Aiska takes a few steps back. Eddric says, "My apologies." Aiska folds her hands behind her back. Eddric grins. Eddric shifts his weight. Eddric says, "The hour is late." Eddric says, "Alendrial DeArchon is the wife and suspected co-conspirator with Stephos DeArchon, a wanted fugitive of the Turamzzyrian Empire, and I would argue of your town as well. She will not be released at this time." You agree with Eddric. Mynon nods firmly. Cryheart nods at Eddric. Riend nods approvingly. Maretta snorts a derisive laugh, sneering at Archales in mockery. Alisaire nods. Sareyna says, "Alleged .....such a heavy word." Roblar deeply says, "An slippery, ran off from da bed me locked her in." Roblar nods slowly. Roblar sighs sadly. Eddric says, "Dame Aiska, my apologies. Please proceed." Aiska smiles crookedly. Aiska nods respectfully. Maretta stands there stubbornly, folding her arms over her chest. Aiska strides a few steps forward. Aiska begins, "Exc'llency, milord Sent'nel, Liabo's light. I've a simple question, one wot I 'ope yer wisdom an' um, 'xperience, as't were, coul'-- coul' answer." Thadston furrows his brow. Eddric grins. Aiska continues, "R'lations 'tween Landin' an' th' Empire 'r... tense, an' I think some 'f th' Landin's worries 're-- y'know-- valid. Wot can a single sworn sword do ta, y'know, encourage-- be'er friendship an' 'eal that bad blood? 'ow can we be an 'xample 'f th' good, an' not--" (Aiska searches for the words, shaking her head.) Turinrond gazes with interest at Aiska. Aiska concludes, "... an' not wors' fears made real." Maretta glances at Salnim. Aiska fidgets. Eddric says, "Uphold your oaths, at all cost." Eddric nods at Aiska. Eahlstan adopts an agreeable expression. Aiska nods. Eddric says, "Raise your sword and shield, be the example you wish others to follow." Eddric nods at Aiska. Roblar deeply says, "Must head north." Roblar waves. Speaking anxiously to Eddric, Aiska answers, "Yessir, milord Sentinel. Thank ye." Aiska takes a few steps back. Eddric says, "Challenge evil, wherever it may rest, and whatever face it may wear." Eddric nods at Aiska. Aiska assures, "I-- I'll do so. I promise." Eddric says, "And most of all, remember that your station, your title, your rank, does not make you superior to others, but merely holds you to a higher standard of temperment and action, as you defend with shield, you should lift up with your words and deeds." Eddric nods at Aiska. Goldstr agrees with Eddric. Cryheart nods at Eddric. Eddric asks, "Riend, your question?" Riend nods faintly. Riend slowly strides a few steps forward. Cryheart nods at Alisaire. Riend bows her head slightly toward Eddric as she drops into a deep respectful curtsy before him. Riend takes a deep breath. Riend slowly begins, "I wish to take a moment to revist the matter of the outlaw Drangell, if you would allow it." Riend carefully continues, "In honor of this newly established trust, and with it a certain level of transparency, would it be possible that the people of the Landing, its Council or Mayor be kept appraised of any changes or developments with the prisoner's condition? Given the history involved, it would help to set many minds here at ease to know of it." From the stone wall above, the green-haired lady moves slowly about, eyes never pulling away for too long from the courtyard. Riend flashes a quick grin. Eddric asks, "Sir Thadston, will you share Lady Riend's concerns with your fellow Nobles of Hendor in Talador?" Thadston says, "Yes, your Excellency." Thadston nods. Riend nods respectfully at Thadston. Eddric nods. Speaking formally to Thadston, Riend says, "Thank you, Sir Andrews." Nairena respectfully says, "Good eve to all. Excellency." Riend slowly takes a few steps back. Lylia murmurs, "That is good to know for all of us who were so frightfully beset by the criminal." Riend nods in agreement at Lylia. Eddric says, "While there must be a measure of secrecy, especially given Drangell's ties to this area, and the threats they still may provide, certaintly there can be some level of shared information." Lylia turns her head toward Sareja to favor her with a silent, withering gaze. Eddric says, "Your town, and its people, have as much invested, and as much to gain, from his demise." Speaking in Dark Elven, Sareja explains something you don't understand. Roelaren agrees with Eddric. Goldstr nods at Eddric. Speaking formally to Eddric, Riend adds, "Were that we could do more to bring it about." Speaking in Dark Elven, Lylia coldly says something you don't understand. Evia just nudged you. Eddric asks, "Sir Geijon, your question?" Sareyna says, "It’s not so far a reach to wonder about what chaston whom was known to parlay with the witch will do with a "toy" as powerful as drangall." You nod at Eddric. Speaking to Eddric, you inquire, "Your excellency, I came to Wehnimer's barely able to read and when I could it's become such a voracious passion that I've archived significant books and documents over the years. While I admit I don't write with exceptional beauty the scrolls of Immuron and the Orders of knighthood have been a keen interest for many of us since Sir Ruffelin first introduced the expectations that came to fruition this night. Is it possible to send a transcript or copy of the Scrolls of Immuron north detailing the Orders of Tamzyrr and the Empire?" You say, "Secondly, everyone keeps asking if you could introduce th' Drake who accompanied you with th' green hair." You chuckle. Jeril appears to be trying hard not to grin. Goldstr beams happily at you! Goldstr smiles as he gazes at the green haired lady Aurla glances at Goldstr. Cryheart whispers something to Goldstr. Cryheart grins at Goldstr. Eddric says, "I will seek out, if such a request can be accomodated for the Tomes." Eddric nods to you. Aurla rolls her eyes at Goldstr. Eddric says, "Lady Noralia, is the Imperial Drake who has graciously traveled with me and my retinue, and helped to ensure a successful transport of Drangell. In time, she will be going to Talador as well." You turn towards Eddric and render a sharp hand salute. Puptilian adds his name to the gold-edged list. Riend nods slowly. Roelaren smiles as she nods to Lady Noralia Eddric asks, "Hapenlok, your question?" Cruxophim softly notes, "Noralia." Cruxophim rubs his chin thoughtfully. Riend glances sharply at Cruxophim. Hapenlok nods at Eddric. Upon the wall, the slender green-haired woman smiles narrowly. (Maretta looks up and half raises her hand, slightly waving it while simply mouthing, "Hi, Lady Noralia.") (Evia pushed Goldstr's jaw shut.) Evia leans on Goldstr, giving him a companionable grin. Goldstr grins at Evia. Hapenlok says, "Well, all of my contemporaries have asked all of my questions...except one." Eddric nods at Hapenlok. Thadston twists his head slightly, cracking his neck. He looks relieved. Eddric peers quizzically at Hapenlok. Maags adds her name to the gold-edged list. Hapenlok asks, "...But what of Grishom Stone?" [Outpost, Inner Courtyard] An imposing stone tower stands at the center of the inner courtyard, taking up the majority of the space. Similar to the build of the rest of the outpost, the windows of the tower are narrow and better designed for arrows and defense than to offer light and a scenic view. A wing extends from the tower's north side and soldiers continually file northward back and forth from it. You also see the Rendena disk, a gold-edged list, a dented mithril chest, the Jemiquist disk, the yellow Hapenlok disk, the Roelaren disk, a large wooden post set with a crisp silver banner bearing the crest of a blue phoenix and a huge wooden platform. Also here: Mynon, Great Lady Rendena, Lord Salnim, Alisaire, Shannivar, Lady Sareja, Mayor Puptilian, Jemiquist, Archales, Earl Eddric, Sir Thadston, Cruxophim, Abrimel, Jeril, Sareyna, Sir Eahlstan, Sir Bristenn, Colvern, Maretta, Tegaius, Dame Aiska, Sir Aydan, Seomanthe, Alasatia, Rhagni, Stormyrain, Lady Lylia, High Lord Turinrond, Galenblackbard, Sirona who is sitting, Drektor who is sitting, Magister Raelee, Hapenlok, Grand Lady Aurla, Farsia, Bekke, Sir Goldstr, Dame Evia, Sir Balantine, High Lady Roelaren, Svantai, Dame Deavon, Grand Lady Maags, Sir Cryheart, Riend Obvious paths: north, south, west You add your name to the gold-edged list. Thadston says, "Grishom Stone remains a priority of many in bringing to justice, rest assured." Hapenlok says, "..Can we still trust that the Empire ....will dispose of him properly when the time comes? Sooner or later, we may have to move against him." Thadston says, "You can always trust in the Empire, yes." Raelee glances at Hapenlok. Shannivar agrees with Thadston. Sareyna rolls her eyes. Speaking to Thadston, Hapenlok says, "After the past few years? i have my doubts at times. forgive me for saying, Sir Knight." Abrimel glances at a gold-edged list. Raelee clenches her jaw. Eddric nods at Thadston. Eddric says, "Most certaintly, we will do all we must to both confront, contain, and remove Grishom Stone." Hapenlok nods at Eddric. Eddric asks, "Cruxophim, your question?" Cruxophim turns to Eddric and bows low, spreading his wings for all to see. Speaking respectfully to Eddric, Cruxophim asks, "I'm merely curious, Your Excellency... when the night is in full bloom and the world is largely asleep, do you dream? And if so, what do you dream of? Furthermore and additionally, I suppose... I was curious of what 'criminal' or 'evil' elements might remain in Wehnimer's that you spoke to earlier. Is it the Brotherhood of the Rooks that may bear concern? Or perhaps some more tacit element?" Hapenlok blinks at Cruxophim. Hapenlok gawks at Cruxophim. Cruxophim raises an eyebrow in Hapenlok's direction. Archales says, "That was almost lucid." Sareyna says, "Oh there’s our cruxy ....mad as ever." Cruxophim shrugs his shoulders, lifting his wings slightly. Speaking to Archales, Hapenlok says, "Yet...it still made no sense." Eddric says, "Yes, the Brotherhood of Rooks remains an element that must be confronted and uprooted, and Sir Thadston has taken great strides towards this." Cruxophim nods respectfully at Eddric. Archales agrees with Hapenlok. Speaking neutrally to Eddric, Cruxophim agrees, "As have we." Cruxophim smiles politely, but the effect makes his face appear stretched and thin. Eddric says, "It has not been long since the region was under the heels of darkness, and as such, it still remains to be seen if the rising tide of light can maintain its course." Eddric asks, "Mayor Puptilian, your question?" Archales rolls his eyes. Speaking respectfully to Eddric, Cruxophim adds, "Each in our own way, of course. It is a fool that resists cooperation. Thank you, Your Excellency." Puptilian says, "Most of the North has been in conflict and in a progress of rebuilding. Trade is a very important factor in rebuilding the North." Puptilian asks, "Solhaven stopped sending ships to our town and even Talador would benifit from increase trade. What is Hendor's stance on increase trade with the Landing?" Salnim glances at Puptilian. Shannivar stares at Puptilian with an unreadable look of utter blankness. Hapenlok mutters, "Because certain people had to blow them up when they were being sent." Speaking to Hapenlok, Shannivar murmurs, "Yes, exactly. At least someone understands." Speaking to Puptilian, Svantai says, "Solhaven stopped sending ships because Cross possessed the townspeople and made them attack them." Eddric says, "As we discussed in our previous conversation, Hendor is always open and welcoming of agreements we can reach together to expand trading, so long as there is measured security." Speaking to Svantai, Hapenlok says, "No.....you're mistaken. they acted out of free will. there was no possession involved." Speaking to Salnim, Puptilian says, "We understand why but as been mention we have made great strides in securing our town so I hope to reestablish trade between our people." Eddric asks, "Maags, your question?" Speaking respectfully to Eddric, Maags exclaims, "Welcomes to Wehnimer s Landing, Yous Excellencies! I has two questions! Why has an outpost that makes so manies nervous when yous could just send an ambassador and two, can yous please send ponies for parades and spur trainings for the new knights!" Maags grins at Eddric. Speaking to Hapenlok, Svantai says, "No, I am not. I was there. I saw it quite clearly. They all had silver eyes when they attacked, all a sign of possession by Cross. Don't tell me what I'm mistaken about. I KNOW what I saw." Abrimel quietly echoes, "Ponies!" Speaking softly to Hapenlok, Cruxophim agrees, "You are fairly wrong on that count, I'm afraid." Cruxophim winces. Maags nods enthusiastically at Abrimel! Jeril begins chortling at Abrimel. Maags exclaims, "Even the old knights needs practices!" Cryheart leans softly against Maags. Maags flashes a quick grin. Eddric chuckles. Eddric asks, "Horses, can we do that?" Eddric peers quizzically at Thadston. Thadston shakes his head. Eddric nods. Maags frowns at Thadston. Maags exclaims, "Why!" Speaking to Svantai, Hapenlok says, "I was there as well. and i'd be more than happy to debate this subject with you. but not now." Eddric says, "You must understand Maags, our operation requires more than the eyes and words of a diplomat." Lylia says, "I suspect that if horses were a common sight here, more than a few less courteous members of our fine town would have them chopped and put in a stew before long." Speaking to Eddric, Maags suggests, "Let sir Thadston stay." Bekke softly says, "Pardon me, please." Cryheart nods at Bekke. Bekke just went west. Eahlstan agrees with Lylia. Thadston says, "I am sorry Maags, but we must say neigh to your request for horses." Speaking plainly to Hapenlok, Svantai says, "You could debate it with a wall, your point would still be wrong. The fact that I've other in agreement with me further creates a hole in your own mistaken reality." Thadston smirks. Hapenlok says, "Puns." Eahlstan coughs. Maags groans at Thadston. Hapenlok says, "I really hate puns." Puptilian rubs Maags gently. Maags turns to face Eddric. Cryheart says, "We can get ye a big dog, Ms Maags." Cryheart nods at Maags. Abrimel clutches his chest with an anguished expression. Speaking to Eddric, Maags asks, "Yous agrees?" Speaking softly to Hapenlok, Cruxophim says, "Your reality may not be entirely infallible, you know." Maags says, "Donts want a dog, has Winston to snuggles." Abrimel glances between Maags and Eddric. Eddric says, "Our operation requires the means to help secure the area, and defend or act against threats." Eddric nods at Maags. You chuckle. Eddric says, "A diplomat alone, will not do." Eddric says, "Sir Geijon, you have the final question of the night." Speaking to Eddric, Maags says, "A diplomat can calls help as quicklies as the leader of the outpost." Eddric says, "But aid from Hendor would take significantly more time." Eddric nods at Maags. Eddric peers quizzically at you. Speaking to Eddric, you remark, "I wish I had a better question to end th' evening. I only wish you well and would inquire as to your health, a few have raised concerned by speculating you are ill." Cryheart agrees with you. You say, "It would not bode well for you to be stricken after such a positive visit after so much darkness has been in our realm." Eddric says, "That is a splendid note to end the evening on." You bow to Eddric. You say, "You have always been so genuinely kind to us in Wehnimer's, Sire." You tilt your head down. Sareyna says, "Like brieson ill …the sweats etc." Speaking quietly to Alasatia, Abrimel whispers aloud, "He must not like ponies." Eddric says, "I am well, I assure you. I suffered some wounds against Elithain's armies at Lolle, and it has been quite some time since I have traveled so far, but I am well." Speaking quietly to you, Cruxophim reports, "He seems in fair health, for his age." You nod at Eddric. Deavon smiles at Eddric. Speaking quietly to Cruxophim, Hapenlok says, "Speak louder. I don't think he heard you." Thadston nods at Eddric. Goldstr asks, "Jess mosly saddle sore den Yer excellency?" Sirona leans against the platform, taking a momentary rest. Speaking to Eddric, Lylia says, "Many of us, too, have felt the pain of chimeras' claws and silver-eyed monstrosities besieging us." You turn towards Eddric and render a sharp hand salute. Thadston recites: "Thank you Earl Jovery, for your time and honor this night." Rhagni nods briskly! Thadston applauds. Cryheart applauds Eddric. Turinrond nods respectfully. Stormyrain bows her head slightly toward Eddric as she drops into a deep respectful curtsy before him. Evia turns to Eddric and cheers! Shannivar bows her head slightly toward Eddric as she drops into a deep respectful curtsy before him. Evia applauds. Goldstr faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Bristenn bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Eddric grins. Aydan bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Cryheart says, "Thank ye, your Excellency." You turn towards Thadston and render a sharp hand salute. Deavon curtsies to Eddric. Mynon bows respectfully before Eddric, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Balantine applauds. Maags nods graciously at Eddric. Cryheart bows deeply at the waist, honoring Eddric. Eahlstan faces Eddric and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply. Hendoran soldiers march forward, moving in closer around Earl Jovery. Puptilian says, "Have a safe trip south Earl Jovery." Aiska bows to Eddric. Eddric says, "Tomorrow evening, we shall be departing the region. I thank you Wehnimer's Landing, for your warm welcome and attendance this night." Maags exclaims, "We were veries good!" Speaking to Eddric, Salnim says, "We look forward to having you in Vornavis once again, Your Excellency." Eddric recites: "Congratulations to those who have been honored with spurs and knighthood, it is well deserved." Eddric says, "Lord Salnim, I am thankful for your visit, and soon we will speak again." Eahlstan raises his bear banner high into the air for all to see. Bristenn raises his emerald silk banner high into the air for all to see. Balantine turns to face Salnim. Balantine bows. Speaking to Eddric, Deavon says, "Good journeys to you, and thank you for gracing us with your presence, your Excellancy." You bow to Salnim. Lylia says, "Ah, so soon? Then I shall wish you a pleasant journey, Your Excellency, and I thank you once again for your time. It does much to build stronger bridges between the Landing and Hendor when we can speak to one another openly." Deavon curtsies to Salnim. Speaking to Eddric, Aydan says, "Safe journeys tomorrow, and we look forward to welcoming you to the Barony when you arrive, Excellency." Upon the stone wall, the slender woman twirls a few fingers and she dissolves into wisps of green light, fading away like emerald smoke. Rhagni bows deeply at the waist, honoring Eddric. Hapenlok says, "Well. she does know how to make her exits and entrances." Hendoran soldiers move in beside Earl Jovery as he is escorted inside of the tower. Speaking to Thadston, Salnim says, "A pleasure to meet you once more, Sir Andrews." Thadston says, "Thank you everyone, for coming tonight, and your respect." Thadston nods at Salnim., Thadston says, "Yes, a pleasure...." Salnim says, "It was ever good to see so many of your Order again, Silver Gryphons. I know that my father will be most proud to hear of the events of tonight." Cryheart says, "Thank ye, your Lordship." Cryheart bows to Salnim. Speaking to Salnim, Goldstr says, "Lord Salnim Was goods ta sees ye after so many years. Was last an audience of yer father's in Vornasis." Speaking to Goldstr, Salnim says, "It is my hope that shall be the case for many audience to come, Sir Aimright." Speaking to Salnim, Puptilian says, "Please pass on a message that the Mayor and town would love to reestablish full trade agreements with Solhaven again." Speaking to Puptilian, Salnim says, "It is the Mercantyler's Guild that you would be best to speak with, Mayor. I shall see word is pass along, but I suspect they will be more receptive from an initiative from you." Speaking to Thadston, Raelee asks, "Might I ask you to deliver a brief message to his Excellency upon the morrow?" Thadston nods at Raelee. Speaking to Salnim, Puptilian says, "I will do so and thank you for the suggestion. I'm sure Lord Juramis has a contact that we will send a message to." Speaking to Thadston, Raelee says, "Inform him that Magister Malvernus has returned from his investigations in the east." Thadston nods at Raelee. Thadston says, "Noted, thank you." Speaking to Thadston, Raelee says, "Thus, if he still desires to speak with him in the coming week, I suspect he will be available after all." Raelee nods at Thadston. Speaking to Salnim, Aydan says, "Lord Salnim? I believe we are prepared to depart at your leisure." Thadston says, "Good evening to you all." Sir Thadston just went west. Speaking tentatively to Salnim, Shannivar asks, "My Lord?" Cryheart says, "Safe journey, your Lordship." Cryheart bows to Salnim. Speaking to Puptilian, Balantine says, "Thank ye for yer kind words, Mayor. We will continue to quell the bandits, and that should help open up more trade." Goldstr agrees with Balantine. You say, "I guess th' Gryphons are going to have to explain what being a knight and our Order means to th' Landing again." Cryheart grins at you. Speaking to Aydan, Salnim says, "I am ready if you and yours are, Sir Mursilis." Deavon starts chuckling at you! You wave to Aydan. Speaking quietly to you, Turinrond says, "That's appropriately optimistic." Speaking wryly to you, Lylia observes, "I would not count on that -- but it could not hurt to attempt it." Speaking to Balantine, Puptilian says, "I have faith in your words." Cryheart asks, "All ready?" Lylia grins at you. Deavon curtsies to Salnim. Aiska waves. Speaking to you, Puptilian says, "Good luck." Cryheart says, "Moving out." (Aiska falls in, once again, with Salnim.) Aydan says, "Let's be on our way, then." Cryheart says, "Safe journey." Cryheart nods at Aydan.