The Original Invitation:

Vornavis Spring Awards to be Held in Solhaven on 03/17/2010

A clipping from the Vornavis Gazette reads:

By decree of Baron Dunrith Malwind, this year's Spring Awards Ceremony will depart from its traditional location in the Grand Hall of Vornavis Keep and instead be held in Solhaven near the Beacon Monument.

A member of the Baron's inner circle stated, "Baron Malwind believes that the citizenry of Solhaven must be honored for their defense of Vornavian and Imperial interests, even when it meant great cost to their lives and livelihoods." The Baron himself has declined to comment on a motivation for the surprising move.

Superstition still keeps some Vornavian nobles and commoners from visiting the city of Solhaven, which was miraculously reconstructed by visiting members of the Hall of Mages after the town was destroyed by a freak tidal wave. Sir Vectrus Kestrel Ranheles, the Knight of the Empire known in some circles as the Mage Knight, has taken up permanent residence in Vornavis since the incident and continues to serve as the Baron's chief magical advisor. Months of earthquakes had plagued the frequently-beleaguered city, blamed by its rural inhabitants upon water demons from a parallel valence.

Rumors have begun to abound that Lord Paidreg Venquinor may seek permission from the Baron to attend to the ceremony. The reclusive provost of Solhaven's alleged deathwort-inflicted destruction and revival have sparked major religious debates. Still in joint custody of the Church of Koar and the Vornavian Guard, Venquinor has been the subject of a drawn-out hearing whose intent is determining whether he is a living being or a new form of undead abomination. His duties as provost have been suspended until the matter is decided, though advocates on both sides of the issue warned that its resolution would not be swift.

The awards ceremony for the Solhaven Cataclysm storyline will be held on Saturday, March 27th, at 8:00 PM Eastern Time. All players are welcome. The following honorees have been announced:

Aydan
Belnia
Bristenn
Droit
Earthdiver
Evelith
Guarrin
Kateerina
Kilthal
Kyaloria
Metadi
Meureii
Misun
Nilandia
Raelee
Sereh
Shannivar
Tebon
Tillmen
Vender
Yukito

-Auchand

The Awards Ceremony

[Solhaven, Baron's Pavilion]
Swathes of emerald silk glisten and sway around the spacious interior of the pavilion, holding out the chill of the sea breeze while allowing the cloth-swathed chamber to remain cool. The outspread wings of a glistening swan statue of carved ice, cast a shadow sparkling with prismatic motes over the entryway. You also see an arch of white roses.
Also here: Shannivar, Variatta, Melorra, Belnia, Sedrithe, Lord Farliegh, Kamiel, Lady Evelith, Naeron, Vilkea, Ichiko, Lady Kasia, Meureii, Raelee, Neev, Ariyanaa, Sameera, Sir Cryheart, Alifair, Yukito, Vender, Lord Paidreg, Koquette, Nilandia, Aessa, Tebon, Misun, Endae, Guarrin, Gasparr, Sereh, Lord Prion, Metadi, Bristenn, Aydan, Sir Vectrus
Obvious exits: none

Ariyanaa lightly fans herself with her cobalt velvet fan.

Speaking politely to Vectrus, Meureii says, “Good evening Sir.”

Speaking to Vectrus, Nilandia says, “Good to see you again.”

Alifair nods to Vectrus.

Vilkea bows respectfully before Vectrus, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Naeron bows to Vectrus.

Cryheart says, “Good evening, Sir Vectrus.”

Kasia waves to Vectrus.

Speaking quietly to Vectrus, Misun says, “Evening Sir.”

Ichiko bows to Vectrus.

Shannivar glances at Vectrus and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

You nod to Vectrus in greeting.

Shirkon takes a polished ivory-horned warhelm off his head.

Vectrus glances at Paidreg.

Shirkon bows to Vectrus.

Speaking slowly to Vectrus, Raelee says, “… Sir Vectus.”

Raelee nods slowly to Vectrus.

Aessa shifts her weight.

Vectrus says, “Everyone, welcome.”

Speaking deeply to Vectrus, Shirkon says, “Good evenin ta ya m’lord.”

Evelith adopts an agreeable expression.

Balantine bows to Vectrus.

You glance around the room.

Gasparr rocks back on his heels.

Aessa nibbles anxiously on her lower lip as she idly winds a lock of hair around her index finger.

Vectrus whispers something to Paidreg.

Vectrus says, “If you will pardon us for a moment.”

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

Meureii bows.

You remove a dark violet-sheened silk handkerchief infused with a subtle iridescence from in your silvery gauze wrap.

Speaking to Vectrus, Meureii says, “Of course Sir.”

You twist and wring your violet-sheened handkerchief with fretful motions.

Nilandia smiles.

Sir Vectrus’s group just went through an arch of white roses.

You see Balinworn Mirkendell the Fortuneer.
He appears to be a Human.
He appears to be long in the tooth. He has ale-brown eyes and dark skin. He has shoulder length, red hair. He has a small goatee.
He has a sun and moon tattoo on his neck, and a silver and azure comet tattoo on his ankle.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a crystal amulet, a cloak, a ten-pointed Fortuneer badge, a backpack, some finely crafted battle plate, a plainly simple wedding band, a wide bronze band, and a scabbard.

Aydan whispers to the group, “Suppose we’ll wait here until we’re told where to go.”

Sir Vectrus’s group just came through an arch of white roses.

Metadi whispers to the group, “Jes’ like auld times.”

Metadi appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Paidreg nods to Balinworn in greeting.

You shift your weight, restlessly leaning back and forth.

Sir Vectrus’s group just came through an arch of white roses.

You casually glance at Naeron.

You see Naeron Lone’wolf the Wizard.
He appears to be a Half-Elf.
He appears to be very young. He has blue eyes and pale skin. He has short, wavy dark brown hair.
He has a moon and stars tattoo on his arm, a lightning bolt tattoo on his neck, and a chain of intricate runes tattoo on his wrist.
He has some minor cuts and bruises on his left hand.
He has developed slurred speech.
He is wearing a wide gold ring, a jewel studded dark azure sash, a gold-edged light blue vest, a shuttered imflass lantern charm, a weathered steel stickpin, a miniature crystal wand pin, a crystal amulet, a ruby amulet, some full leather, an oilcloth backpack embellished with a pair of rune-inscribed stones, a sea blue cotton cloak decorated with a pair of sparkling silver wands at the collar, a stone grey kilt stitched with a row of burnt-edged scrolls around the waist, some ecru snake skin boots, a prioress’ silk claret satchel, a purse decorated with a sprinkling of fat yellow bumblebees, and some sky blue oilcloth gloves.
Ariyanaa idly taps her cobalt velvet fan against her cheek, the triad of overlapped blades touching her cheekbone.

Charna just came out of a large silk-framed entryway.

You surreptitiously glance at Ariyanaa.

Balinworn says, “I wanted ta dress up all fancy an such fer the occasion but I did not have time, sadly.”

Speaking softly to herself, Aessa says, “I had no idea everyone else would be wearing this jacket.”

Aessa frets.

Cryheart grins at Balinworn.

Tintajel rests his hands on the hilts of his sheathed weapons.

Speaking to Paidreg, Vectrus asks, “Are they up to your standards, then?”

Selandriel moves to stand behind Charna.

Selandriel folds his hands behind his back.

You quietly whisper to Ariyanaa, “It might be best to not draw attention to the blades in that fan.”

Speaking to Vectrus, Paidreg says, “You’ll pardon me, Sir Vectrus. The wards do seem acceptable, but…”

Ariyanaa nods slowly to you.

Speaking deeply to Balinworn, Shirkon asks, “Hey Balinworn, ya membahs a fingahwaggin lass named Aurla?”

Lord Paidreg just went through an arch of white roses.

Vilkea folds her hands.

Kilthal waves to Charna.

Lord Paidreg just came through an arch of white roses.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

Aessa whispers, “You look so pretty.”

Vectrus ponders.

Vectrus glances at an arch of white roses.

You smile at Aessa.

You see Aessa Briquinn the Sister.
She appears to be a Human from Honneland.
She is shorter than average and appears to be of a tender age. She has large pale lilac eyes and alabaster skin. She has very long, glossy strawberry blonde hair that tumbles to her waist in large, loose corkscrews. She has a heart-shaped face and a button nose.
She has a blush pink rose tattoo on her wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of petite half-lensed spectacles, a cropped black velvet jacket with inverted pleat accents, an ebon-whorled strapless rose gown, and some pointed black satin slippers heeled in tapered onyx.

Aessa nods to you.

Vectrus asks, “If you would all proceed through the archway?”

Melorra leans softly against Iyvelruel.

You quietly whisper to Aessa, “That dress suits you very well.”

You smile at Aessa.

Sir Vectrus just went through an arch of white roses.

Cryheart glances at an arch of white roses.

(Everyone enters)

As you step through the arch, your eyes settle on a stage at the northernmost portion of the pavilion.

Speaking to Paidreg, Augusten says, “Acceptable enough, Venquinor.”

You glance at the Grand Stage.

Kilthal softly says, “We finally get tae see Lord Valgrass.”

Augusten quietly asks, “Now then, can you all see me down there?”

Shannivar says, “Yes, we can.”

Vender covers Sameera’s hand with his own as he places it gently within the crook of his arm.

Misun smiles at Guarrin.

Guarrin nods slowly to Aydan.

Sameera gives Vender a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Gasparr says, “I can’t.”

Prion glances at Gasparr.

Gasparr looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.

Sir Vectrus just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Sir Vectrus just came up some wooden steps.

Speaking quietly to Gasparr, Prion says, “Do not stand behind the giants..”

Gasparr grins at Prion.

Speaking to Vectrus, Augusten says, “We are prepared, then.”

Karibeth laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

[Solhaven, Baron's Pavilion]
The pavilion’s Grand Stage is festooned with greenery, boasting laurels and linden blossoms in equal impressive numbers. The steps leading up to it glistens in the flames of glass-globed torches suspended from the ceiling, its wood polished almost to a mirror’s shine. Underfoot, a circular carpet of emerald velvet sprawls. Its center is marked by a spread-winged swan in ivory thread.
Also here: Qydia, Elbromo, Sir Cryheart, Barundar, Lady Lyllenyn, Tintajel, Ariyanaa, Kamiel, Neev, Balinworn, Sereh, Vender, Selandriel, Charna, Sameera, Ichiko, Sir Eahlstan, Lord Farliegh, Lady Evelith, Lady Kasia, Alifair, Misun, Guarrin, Karibeth, Lannkassternn, Sedrithe, Iyvelruel, Bristenn, Melorra, Meureii, Raelee, Gasparr, Lord Chivalrous, Jaenri, Lady Denissa, Lord Balantine, Cosannie, Shirkon, Shannivar, Variatta, Belnia, Naeron, Vilkea, Yukito, Koquette, Nilandia, Aessa, Tebon, Endae, Lord Prion, Metadi, Aydan, Kilthal
Obvious exits: south

Charna tucks her hand into the crook of Selandriel’s arm as she moves next to him.

Kilthal softly says, “Baron Malwind is here.”

Qydia smiles at Cosannie.

Speaking to Paidreg, Dunrith says, “I believe yours are the first round of awards to be given, Lord Venquinor.”

Dunrith smiles faintly.

Paidreg nods to Dunrith.

Speaking to Dunrith, Paidreg says, “If it please Your Excellency.”

Speaking to Paidreg, Dunrith says, “Indeed it does.”

Paidreg says, “I suppose we shall begin, then.”

You see Selandriel.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is average height and appears to be very young. He has inquisitive, blue-flecked steel grey eyes and fair skin. He has long, loose golden blonde hair that is slightly disheveled. He has a thin scar across his right eye and cheek.
He has minor cuts and bruises on his back, and some minor cuts and bruises on his right hand.
He is wearing an obsidian withered rose brooch rimmed with eahnor, a hooded grey wool traveler’s cloak, a dark leather satchel with copper buckles, a fitted linen shirt with short sleeves, a whorled silver ring, a supple dark leather sack, a slender mahogany kit, a pair of fitted leather pants, a pair of knee-high chestnut leather boots, a simple silver band, and a recurved yew bow with twisted wrought iron decorating each limb.

Paidreg says, “Let me begin by welcoming you all to Solhaven.”

Paidreg says, “Some of you have been citizens for years, and others recently come.”

Kilthal watches the Grand Stage closely for a moment.

Paidreg says, “I look out into this crowd, and at the gathered gentlemen behind me, and I see not citizens of Vornavis and Solhaven, but friends no matter where we are from.”

Nilandia whispers, “you look beautiful.”

You see Nilandia Liserna the Mentalist.
She appears to be a Sylvankind.
She is tall and appears to be youthful. She has vivid green glimaerstone-hued eyes and smooth, creamy white skin. She has rich, copper-infused henna red hair loosely styled with a spill of pure white faewood blossoms scattered throughout. She has a gentle and delicate face, a slender nose and slightly upswept ears that taper into fine points. She has slender hands with long, soft fingers and smoothly curving rose-red lips.
She has an inked spiral of bronze tendrils tightly coiled upon her temple.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an orb-inset haon talisman, a vibrant indigo chainsil mantle gathered at the shoulder by a coiling mithril penannular brooch, a soft ivory long chainsil tunic bound with a simple braided leather belt, an intricate dragonmist ring, a pair of loose-fitting ivory linen pants, and a pair of supple doeskin sandals tooled with swirling willow leaf silhouettes.

You quietly whisper to Nilandia, “So do you!”

Nilandia chuckles.

Ariyanaa nods in agreement.

Nilandia whispers, “Why, thank you.”

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

Paidreg says, “It is no secret that some of us have had our differences in the last year.”

Metadi folds his hands behind his back.

Paidreg says, “I hope that tonight, we can put those aside for a few brief hours, and honor people for their hard work during the previous year.”

Paidreg says, “On a personal note, I would say that I may not be quite the man who some of you came to know over the last year, but I believe I have the right to say that all of you do honor to his memory.”

You smile quietly to yourself.

Paidreg says, “I know our list of awards is somewhat brief.”

Paidreg says, “Some of you may be disappointed by the lack of a tangible medal to honor your work.”

Paidreg says, “Solhaven is that medal.”

Paidreg says, “Now, on to some formalities.”
Paidreg says, “I understand that some of you may not have been in the presence of His Excellency, the Baron, before. That is the proper method of address for my dear cousin.”

Shannivar frets.

Nilandia chuckles to herself.

Paidreg says, “You may address him as Baron Malwind, or ‘Excellency.’ I would that no steel, nor vultite, nor other metal for weapons, be bared here tonight.”

Paidreg says, “Tonight is a night for celebration.”

Kilthal nods.

Tintajel looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.

Vectrus stands up.

Vectrus whispers something to Paidreg.

Paidreg nods to Vectrus.

Sir Vectrus just went down some wooden steps.

Sir Vectrus just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Vectrus offers Paidreg a goblet of fresh spring water.

Paidreg accepts Vectrus’s fresh spring water.

Paidreg nods to Vectrus.

Speaking to Vectrus, Paidreg says, “Thank you.”

Paidreg says, “Without our first group of honorees, none of us would be here.”

Speaking quietly to Dunrith, Paidreg says, “Excellency, if you would do the honor of the presentation.”

Dunrith nods.

Dunrith says, “It has come to my attention that Solhaven is a city with healers and lifegivers who are without peer elsewhere in the Empire.”

You blink.

(Charna slips next to the Shannivar and gives her hand a brief squeeze.)

Naeron nods in agreement.

Guarrin grins slowly.

Aydan adopts an agreeable expression.

Nilandia breathes in slightly.

Melorra adopts an agreeable expression.

Dunrith says, “Though the young lord who brought this fact to my notice is no longer among our number, I would honor Lord Paidreg Venquinor in the same breath that I give honor to the healers and clerics who kept Solhaven’s fighting forces hale and whole in the wake of insurmountable odds.”

You bite your lip.

Misun tilts her head down.

Dunrith says, “By Baronial decree, so do I establish the Order of Venquinor.”

The crowd claps and cheers.

Aessa flashes a wide grin.

Dunrith says, “If the following would please mount the steps:”

Shannivar whispers, “I.. they’re all clapping and I have no idea what that means.”

Shannivar stares at you with an unreadable look of utter blankness.

Dunrith says, “Kyaloria, Nilandia, Sereh, Shanniver, Vender, and Yukito.”

Nilandia gets a blank look on her face.

Yukito shifts his weight.

You glance at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Sereh just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Guarrin flashes a wide grin.

Vender just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Karibeth grins.

Kasia applauds.

Evelith lets out a cheer!

Nilandia just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

Balantine applauds.

Shannivar glances at you.

Dunrith says, “Pardon me–Shannivar.”

Shannivar just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

As you proceed up the steps, you keep a close watch on the main room of the pavilion.

[Baron's Pavilion, Grand Stage]
Beneath an arch of fresh-plucked greenery, the half-circle of the stage glistens under the brilliance of hanging lamps. Behind it, a drape woven of roses and sweetgrass forms a spread-winged swan in flight. The verdant artwork is positioned just behind a tall gilded podium, so as to frame it and anyone standing behind it. You also see a long white pine table with some stuff on it and some wooden steps.
Also here: Shannivar, Nilandia, Vender, Sereh, Sir Vectrus who is sitting, Lord Paidreg, Lord Augusten who is sitting, Baron Dunrith
Obvious exits: none

Those assembled keep cheering and add shouts of encouragement.

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Whaa Hooo! Go Nilandia!!”

Cryheart grins.

(Aessa cheers rather loudly as they all mount the steps.)

Yukito just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Sameera lets out a cheer!

Nilandia blushes and babbles a few incoherent words, looking sincerely flustered.

Kilthal gives Balinworn a friendly prod against the back.

Sedrithe giggles.

Dunrith chuckles.

Balinworn yells, “Go Yukito!! Woo!”

Alifair flashes a wide grin.

The long, copper silk skirts of Sereh’s elegant gown puddle around her feet as she sinks into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.

(Cheering and acceptance for the honorees)

Speaking to Vectrus, Dunrith says, “Sir Vectrus, I believe you ought to handle the rewards, as they are of your make.”

Speaking quietly to Kilthal, Balinworn asks, “Is that not okay?”

Aessa pushes her spectacles up the bridge of her nose.

Vectrus says, “Certainly, Excellency.”

Aessa attempts to hum a merry little tune.

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Kilthal says, “Usually yelling isnae a part of such things.”

Speaking quietly to Balinworn, Charna says, “Its verra fine, ye jist ignore tha’ Gleeman. He’s nae so gleeful an’ tha’ Baron’s nae goin’ ta’ mind.”

(Balinworn steps back, surprised.)

Aessa nods to Balantine.

Vectrus says, “If you so choose, you shall all henceforth be known as Hospitallers of the Order of Venquinor.”

Yukito blinks at Vectrus.

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Aessa exclaims, “Cheer loud!”

Sereh blushes a nice shade of light pink.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.
Karibeth smiles.

Barroc lets out a cheer!

Cryheart says, “Worthy.”

A great cheer comes from the crowd.

Balinworn yells, “Here Here!!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Here Here!!”

Vectrus asks, “Do any of you have objections to this charge: that you shall faithfully serve, aid, and succor the fighting men and women of Solhaven and Vornavis in times of need?”

Kilthal shakes his head.

Shannivar shakes her head.

Yukito shakes his head.

Nilandia quietly says, “None, sir.”

Vender shakes his head.

You look at Vectrus and shake your head.

(Yukito looks dazed.)

Speaking quietly to Kilthal, Balinworn exclaims, “Everyone else says tis hokay!”

Sereh says, “I will serve.”

Sereh blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Vectrus says, “Very well, we shall proceed one at a time. These medals have some small magic about them, and so it may take a few moments.”

Vectrus removes a red bronze green-ribboned medal from on a long white pine table.

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Kilthal asks, “And if everyone jumped off a bridge ye would as well?”

Vectrus walks towards you.

Misun glances at Kilthal.

Speaking quietly to Kilthal, Metadi asks, “That depends… Is Misun slaying it?”

You bite your lip.

Speaking quietly to Kilthal, Balinworn asks, “It depends on why. Is there ale at the bottom?”

Misun clears her throat.

Misun gazes thoughtfully at the Grand Stage.

Vectrus whispers, “You should now have access to the postname title Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor.”

Cryheart touches one finger to his lips.

Shannivar whispers, “Deep breath, you’ll be okay.”

You smile at Vectrus.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Vectrus offers you a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Sedrithe hums happily to herself.

Kilthal glances between Metadi and Balinworn.

Kilthal shakes his head.

Speaking slowly to Kilthal, Charna says, “Yer talkin’ ta’ Balinworn, ye know tha’ right? ‘E’s ah restafarian, if’n thar whar Krol on tha’ otha’ side, ‘e’d jump.”

Charna smiles up at Balinworn.

Speaking to Vectrus, you say, “I am both humbled and honored, Sir.”

A jolt of bone-chilling energy ripples up your arm as you try to accept the medal.

You blink.

Vectrus whispers, “I shall pin it to you, if that is acceptable?”

You agree with Vectrus.

Vectrus whispers, “Pardon me for this taking a few moments.”

Vectrus picks up a medal.

You quietly whisper to Vectrus, “Of course, it is no trouble.”

Vectrus whispers something to his medal.

You think to yourself, “It’s not as though I’m going to die of nervousness any moment.”

Vectrus gazes thoughtfully at his green-ribboned medal.

Speaking quietly to you, Vectrus says, “My magics sometimes defy even my grasp.”

Vectrus chuckles.

You chuckle at Vectrus.

Speaking quietly to Vectrus, you say, “I’m sure it will not elude you much longer.”

Balinworn says, “I can go get the amulet maker guy from the Landing if you need.”

Vectrus offers you a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

You accept Vectrus’s offer and are now holding a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Sereh applauds.

You smile at Vectrus.

You nod to Vectrus.

You gaze thoughtfully at your green-ribboned medal.

Those gathered below clap and cheer.

A thrum of energy ripples through the medal and up your arm, settling in as a pleasant tingling sensation.

You hold your green-ribboned medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the medal’s edges and a pulse of energy ripples through it as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

(Meureii glances towards the door.)

You blink.

(More cheering. )

Vectrus says, “As promised, a bit of magic.”

Balantine hoots.

Vectrus picks up a medal.

Shannivar gazes proudly at you.

You grin at Vectrus.

Ichiko applauds.

Baelog reaches back to make sure his ebon rolaren mask is secured tightly.

You humbly say, “It’s wonderful, and too kind.”

Shannivar whispers, “Triage would have been impossible without you there, you know.”

You look at the ring.
Wrought from a thick length of red bronze with beveled edges, the ring’s hue is like dying firelight. It is inlaid with a verdant green cabochon emerald bordered by a setting of fanning pelican feathers. Stylized rays of light spread across the sides of the ring, washing over etched shells at its lowest point.
There appears to be something written on it.

In the Common language, it reads:
Awarded by the Office of the Provost of Solhaven to the honored healers and clerics for their tireless service during the Cataclysm of 5109.

The blessings of the people of Solhaven and the Provost to:

Kyaloria, Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor.

Vectrus walks towards Vender.

Vender smiles.

You slide an emerald-set red bronze ring onto your finger.

You smile quietly to yourself.

Vectrus offers Vender a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Vender accepts Vectrus’s green-ribboned medal.

Vender holds his green-ribboned medal aloft.
Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

Sameera beams!

Charna grins.

Vectrus glances down the steps.

Vender says, “Thank you all so much, I wouldn’t be here if not fer the brave folk standing in harms way.”

(Another round of cheers.)

Vectrus offers Nilandia a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Nilandia accepts Vectrus’s green-ribboned medal.

(Balinworn lets out a loud, cheery sounding whistle!)

Nilandia holds her green-ribboned medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

The subtle fragrance which was wreathed around Metadi seems to have dissipated.
The sounds of cheering ring through the air.

Balinworn yells, “Woo Hoo! Nilandia!!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Woo Hoo! Nilandia!!”

Nilandia glances at Vectrus and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

Vectrus picks up a medal.

Nilandia quietly says, “Thank you sir. Lord Venquinor and Your Excellency, you are too kind.”

Gasparr softly hums a merry tune, embellishing upon the melody’s jaunty lilt.

Paidreg smiles at Nilandia.

Dunrith bows to Nilandia.

(Charna slips across the floor, weaving through people to the back of the tent.)

Dunrith says, “Thank you for all the effort you and the other healers put in during those dark days.”

Charna strides over to stand before Baelog.

(Charna glances over her shoulder at Aessa. Smiling, she subtly shakes her head and turns back to Baelog.)

Vectrus offers Shannivar a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Shannivar quietly stammers, “Thank you.”

Shannivar accepts Vectrus’s green-ribboned medal.

Cryheart applauds.

Shannivar holds her green-ribboned medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

Vectrus bows to Shannivar.

Shannivar flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.

(Loud cheering erupts.)

Shannivar glances down.

Nilandia applauds Shannivar.

Shannivar slides an emerald-set red bronze ring onto her finger.

Shannivar glances at some wooden steps.

Shannivar’s face turns slightly pale.

Vectrus walks towards Sereh.

Vectrus picks up a medal.

You quietly whisper to Shannivar, “If I can’t go back down there yet and hide, neither can you.”

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

You quietly whisper to Shannivar, “And, you did wonderfully. I’m so happy for you.”

Shannivar whispers, “So did you.”

Vectrus blinks.

Vectrus offers Sereh a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Sereh accepts Vectrus’s green-ribboned medal.

Sereh holds her green-ribboned medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

Cheers.

Sereh says, “You.. you honor me beyond measure.”

Sereh sniffs.

Balinworn yells, “Hoooray Sereh!!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Hoooray Sereh!!”

Sereh rubs her eyes.

Balantine removes an embroidered white linen handkerchief from in his black silk greatcloak.

Selandriel says, “Woo.”

Dunrith chuckles.

You quietly whisper to Sereh, “You deserve it, congratulations.”

(Balantine dabs at his forehead and neck seeking relief from Solhaven’s humid climate)

Balantine put an embroidered white linen handkerchief in his black silk greatcloak.

Vectrus walks towards Yukito.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Yukito fidgets.

You see Lord Augusten Valgrass the Minister of Arms.
He appears to be a Human from Vornavis.
He is tall and heavyset and appears to be past his prime. He has dark silver eyes and ivory skin. He has short, severely-cut salt and pepper hair. He has a hard face and thin lips.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a heavy gold chain adorned with a set of miniature crossed swords, a dark grey velvet cloak emblazoned with a white sparrow, a cotton shirt, some crisp grey-green trousers, and a pair of dark leather shoes.

Vectrus picks up a medal.

Yukito gazes at Vectrus.

Yukito gulps.

Vectrus offers Yukito a red bronze green-ribboned medal.

Yukito accepts Vectrus’s green-ribboned medal.

Yukito bows to Vectrus.

Yukito holds his green-ribboned medal aloft.
Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into an emerald-set red bronze ring.

Sereh beams happily at Yukito!

Balinworn yells, “Yeah!!! Go Yukito!!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Yeah!!! Go Yukito!!”

(Cheering.)

Yukito slides an emerald-set red bronze ring onto his finger.

(Yukito bows deeply once again and shuffles backward a step.)

Dunrith says, “Thank all of you for your service.”

Sereh slides an emerald-set red bronze ring onto her finger.

Shannivar glances at Dunrith and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

Sereh says, “Thank you Your Excellency, M’Lords.”

After pondering for a moment, Vender gives Dunrith a friendly smile and a hearty thumbs up!

(Kyaloria gathers the skirts of her silken gown as she takes a small step forward. Head bowed respectfully, she drops into a deep curtsy.)

Nilandia quietly says, “I am honored to serve, Excellency.”

Nilandia clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

Vectrus gestures politely toward the steps.

Sereh just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Speaking to Dunrith, Vender says, “A pleasure your Excellency.”

Nilandia just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Vender just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Shannivar just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

You humbly say, “Thank you Your Excellency, M’Lords.”

Yukito just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Shannivar suddenly stumbles for no apparent reason.

Shannivar blinks.

As you step down the steps, you resume your watch on the stage.

Shannivar glances at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

You shift your weight, restlessly leaning back and forth.

Meureii sincerely says, “Well deserved you all.”

(Cheering and hugging as everyone returns from the stage)

Cryheart says, “Congrats all of ye.”

Evelith beams happily at Sereh!

Shannivar hugs Sedrithe, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

You feel your face flush to the tops of your ears.

Vilkea applauds.

Kilthal whispers, “Congratulations!”

Guarrin flashes a wide grin.

Shannivar shows Kilthal her onyx ring.

Speaking to Shannivar, Sedrithe exclaims, “You did great!”

Alifair hugs Nilandia.

Metadi exclaims, “Hooray for triage!”

Dunrith says, “Now then, it was requested that none come with bared weapons within my presence.”

Guarrin whispers, “Well done, and well earned Kya.”

Vender places a gentle kiss on Sameera’s lips.

Shannivar shows Evelith her onyx ring.

Lannkassternn whispers, “Congratulations, you have done well.”

Alifair says, “Wonderful, all of you.”

Barundar gives Nilandia a series of teasing little prods along the spine.

Lannkassternn smiles at you.

Dunrith says, “Goodman, I ask you to promptly put your mattock away, or you will be sent away.”

Shannivar shows Kilthal her red bronze ring.

Baelog yells, “Come off that stage and tell me that to my face!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Baelog yell, “Come off that stage and tell me that to my face!”

Chivalrous blinks.

Misun surreptitiously glances at Baelog.

Shannivar shows Metadi her red bronze ring.

Kilthal glances at Baelog.

Cryheart strides over to stand before Baelog.

Yukito glances at Baelog.

Meureii walks towards Baelog.

Bristenn takes a slow, deep breath then pinches the bridge of his nose.

Tebon raises an eyebrow in Baelog’s direction.

Cryheart folds his arms over his chest.

Sameera snuggles close to Vender, nuzzling his neck. Vender suddenly recoils laughing as Sameera playfully nibbles the ticklish part of his ear.

Vectrus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.

Shannivar gawks at Baelog.

Kasia groans.

Meureii grabs Baelog and drags him south.

Cryheart shakes his head.

Gasparr says, “Oooh boy.”

Sereh rolls her eyes at Balantine.

Alifair raises an eyebrow.

Kilthal softly says, “Watch yer tongue.”

Sereh rolls her eyes.

Alifair nods.

Sedrithe takes a slow, deep breath then pinches the bridge of her nose.

Guarrin narrows his eyes.

Bristenn glances south.

Metadi shakes his head.

Aessa glances south.

Speaking to Vender, Sameera says, “So proud of you.”

Qydia’s face turns slightly pale.

Vilkea glances south.

Alifair shifts her weight.

Meureii just arrived.

Cryheart says, “He hae been moved south.”

Shirkon applauds.

Ichiko fidgets.

Gasparr glances expectantly around the room.

You show Aydan your red bronze ring.

Vectrus slowly empties his lungs.

Aessa nods slowly to Cryheart.

Vilkea looks thoughtfully at Meureii.

Chivalrous says, “Good.”

Aydan smiles at you.

Reddic huskily asks, “Will someone kill that waste a flesh please?”

Dunrith raises his eyebrow, an incredulous expression on his face.

Misun shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Sereh says, “Alright, this is a time for joy.”

Shannivar bites her lip.

Chivalrous says, “It was about to get messy in here.”

You glance down.

Sereh indicates the Grand Stage as a possible option.

Kerl just arrived.

Speaking to Dunrith, Vectrus says, “Ta’Illistim, Excellency.”

Karibeth smiles at Kerl.

Cryheart and Kerl bash their forearms in greeting.

Metadi and Kerl bash their forearms in greeting.

Guarrin appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Kilthal softly says, “It still may if some persist in being foolish.”

Eahlstan turns to face Kerl.

Balinworn applauds Nilandia.

Belnia starts chortling.

Balinworn applauds Yukito.

Eahlstan faces Kerl and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Kerl bows.

Dunrith blinks at Vectrus.

Speaking to Vectrus, Dunrith says, “Sir Vectrus, you sometimes manage to surprise me.”

Sedrithe snickers.

Speaking amusedly to Aydan, Melorra asks, “That was well done, no?”

Metadi grins at Alifair.

Tebon grins.

Speaking to Dunrith, Vectrus says, “An honor, Excellency.”

Shannivar nods slowly to Aydan.

Cosannie frets.

Shannivar cocks her head and examines the red bronze ring.

Aydan whispers, “I was ready to start a revolt if something wasn’t done to honor you folks, but I had no idea what it would be.”

Shirkon chuckles.

Balantine grins.

You quietly whisper to Aydan, “Good, because if you let me go up on that stage unprepared on purpose I would never forgive you.”

In the Common language, it reads:

Awarded by the Office of the Provost of Solhaven to the honored healers and clerics for their tireless service during the Cataclysm of 5109.

The blessings of the people of Solhaven and the Provost to:

Kyaloria, Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor.

Charna chuckles.

Aessa whispers, “It’s well deserved, Kya!”

Speaking to Paidreg, Dunrith says, “Lord Venquinor, yours are the next honors to give, I believe, as you are still recognized as a representative of the Mercantylers’ Guild.”

Dunrith retakes his seat.

Balinworn whispers, “Congrats tae ya Miss. Tis every bit earned.”

Paidreg stands up.

You smile at Balinworn.

Paidreg says, “It would be my honor, Excellency.”

You quietly whisper to Aessa, “I…it’s only what I’ve always done.”

You shift your weight, restlessly leaning back and forth.

Aessa whispers, “But you did it for the greater good.”

You smile at Aessa.

Melorra adopts an agreeable expression.

You quietly whisper to Aessa, “Anyone would have done the same.”

Aessa whispers, “You did it for people you cared about and loved. You protected them, no…not anyone.”

Aessa whispers, “Not anyone.”

Aessa looks over at you and shakes her head.

Aessa whispers, “You are wonderful and a blessing to the city.”

Iyvelruel begins chuckling at Melorra!

Melorra nods to Iyvelruel.

Aessa whispers, “And my closest friend, and I am blessed by knowing you.”

Metadi whispers something to Bristenn.

You blush a pale pink shade at Aessa.

You hug Aessa, who wraps you in a warm embrace.

Melorra nods to Iyvelruel.

(Shirkon tucks his warhelm under his arm)

Shannivar shifts her weight.

Iyvelruel nods.

Aessa grins at you.

Misun whispers, “Very well deserved.”

You smile at Misun.

Misun smiles at you.

Evelith grins at Malikh.

You quietly whisper to Misun, “I did nothing I don’t do everyday, just a little more of it is all…”

Paidreg says, “In addition to the citizens of Solhaven who tirelessly worked to rid our city of the invading forces…”

Paidreg says, “There were a number of tremendously brave souls who came to our aid, time and time again.”

Balinworn says, “Darn right.”

Paidreg says, “I wish I could honor all of you.”

Balinworn quietly says, “You can. Free beer.”

Balinworn coughs.

Balinworn clasps his hand over his mouth.

Sereh just nudged Balantine.

Paidreg says, “The Drakes, the Northern Fury, and other brave groups were tireless, honored allies in our time of need.”

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Kilthal says, “There already is free lager in the Watchtower ye realize.”

Paidreg says, “However, this group of honorees generally consists of people who braved the streets on their own, and somehow managed, again and again, to stay alive.”

(Kyaloria takes a few slow steps to the back of the room, doing her best to blend into the wall.)

You bite your lip.

(Shannivar reaches over and grasps Kyaloria by the wrist as she passes by.)

(Aessa hurries after Kyaloria and pulls her back.)

Shannivar pulls you closer.

Shannivar clasps your hand tenderly.

Speaking quietly to Nilandia, Balinworn exclaims, “See, this is why I can’t get an award. I never lived!”

You wrinkle your nose.

Nilandia begins chuckling at Balinworn!

Speaking quietly to you, Shannivar says, “Oh no you don’t.”

Paidreg says, “Despite our best efforts to get in touch with this roving band, only a couple of members could be reached.”

Paidreg asks, “Belnia?”

Paidreg says, “Come forward.”

Cryheart says, “Go lass.”

(Applauding.)

Chivalrous says, “Droit sends his regrets.”

Belnia bows to Paidreg.

Speaking softly to Chivalrous, Kilthal says, “He usually does.”

Paidreg says, “Also, I believe Tillmen–”

Paidreg ponders.

Paidreg glances at Vectrus.

Tillmen just arrived.

Paidreg asks, “If we might prevail upon you?”

Vectrus nods to Paidreg.

Vectrus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.

Vectrus says, “Tillmen, please, come up here.”

Elbromo smiles at Tillmen.

Cryheart points at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Cryheart nods to Tillmen.

Tillmen just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Paidreg chuckles.

Speaking to Tillmen, Paidreg says, “A belated welcome.”

Aydan adopts an agreeable expression.

Tillmen squeaks oddly.

Belnia moves to stand in front of Tillmen.

Tillmen says, “Thanks.”

Belnia carefully brushes the volcanic ash and soot off Tillmen.

Paidreg nods.

Tillmen idly picks at a wooden arrow.

Paidreg says, “Now then.”

Paidreg says, “Our other honorees, Droit and Earthdiver, were unable to make it this evening.”

Paidreg says, “Rest assured that they will be honored appropriately.”

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Paidreg walks towards Belnia.

Paidreg offers Belnia a blue-ribboned silver medal.

Belnia accepts Paidreg’s silver medal.

Clapping and cheering.

Belnia holds her silver medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a sapphire-set silver ring.

Paidreg bows to Belnia.

Belnia slides a sapphire-set silver ring onto her finger.

Paidreg walks towards Tillmen.

Speaking to Tillmen, Paidreg says, “This medal is in thanks for all that you did during the horrors of last year.”

Paidreg picks up a medal.
Much clapping.

Paidreg offers Tillmen a blue-ribboned silver medal.

Tillmen accepts Paidreg’s silver medal.

Kilthal claps his hands.

Tillmen holds his silver medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a sapphire-set silver ring.

Clapping.

Tillmen carefully examines his silver ring.

Tillmen slides a sapphire-set silver ring onto his finger.

Tillmen bows to Paidreg.

(Continued applause)

Speaking quietly to Tillmen, Vectrus asks, “In one of life’s quiet ironies, I believe you were just on your way to Ta’Illistim?”

Speaking to Tillmen, Vectrus says, “If it please you, I will return you there.”

Balinworn says, “Speaking of horrors…”

Tillmen scratches his head.

Tillmen says, “That could take a while.”

Chivalrous says, “Send our regards to a certain giant.”

Balinworn yells, “Don’t do it! It’ a trick!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Don’t do it! It’ a trick!”

Tillmen frets.

[Solhaven, Baron's Pavilion]
The pavilion’s Grand Stage is festooned with greenery, boasting laurels and linden blossoms in equal impressive numbers. The steps leading up to it glistens in the flames of glass-globed torches suspended from the ceiling, its wood polished almost to a mirror’s shine. Underfoot, a circular carpet of emerald velvet sprawls. Its center is marked by a spread-winged swan in ivory thread.
Also here: Silverthorne, Endae, Malikh, Lord Khevin, Kerl, Meureii, Balinworn, Yukito, Shannivar, Vender, Nilandia, Sereh, Kamiel, Lord Reddic, Barroc, Qydia, Elbromo, Sir Cryheart, Barundar, Ariyanaa, Neev, Selandriel, Charna, Sameera, Ichiko, Sir Eahlstan, Lord Farliegh, Lady Evelith, Lady Kasia, Alifair, Misun, Guarrin, Karibeth, Lannkassternn, Sedrithe, Iyvelruel, Bristenn, Melorra, Raelee, Gasparr, Lord Chivalrous, Jaenri, Lady Denissa, Lord Balantine, Cosannie, Shirkon, Variatta, Naeron, Vilkea, Koquette, Aessa, Tebon, Lord Prion, Metadi, Aydan, Kilthal
Obvious exits: south

Vectrus raises an eyebrow in Tillmen’s direction.

Kilthal softly says, “Hopefully he can find an empath fer that arrow wherever he ends up going.”

Tillmen idly picks at a wooden arrow.

Speaking to Tillmen, Vectrus asks, “Do you wish to be returned?”

Tillmen says, “Sure.”

Belnia waves to Tillmen.

Tillmen suddenly takes a deep breath and rips a wooden arrow from his right eye! Moments later, he slumps to the ground.

Surprise and a few laughs from the crowd.

Shirkon deeply says, “Ouch.”

Sedrithe stares off into space.

(Bristenn’s eyes widen.)

Aessa clears her throat.

Tebon raises an eyebrow.

Gasparr laughs!

Dunrith’s face turns slightly pale.

A pained expression crosses Melorra’s face.

Alifair shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Chivalrous exclaims, “That’s not the way you do it!”

A pained expression crosses Cryheart’s face.

Selandriel exclaims, “Good show!”

Speaking softly to himself, Kilthal says, “As I was saying.”

Eahlstan chuckles.

Prion says, “Could have waited to do that..”

Metadi dryly says, “Ye’re allowed tae take the arrow with ye, Tillmen.”

Dunrith exclaims, “A medic for this fellow, please!”

Tillmen stands up.

Bristenn points at you!

Nilandia glances at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Tillmen says, “Ah.. so that’s what that was..”

Metadi laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Paidreg gags.

Aessa softly says, “Better go up there.”

Speaking to you, Kamiel says, “I’ll do it unless you want to.”

Shannivar glances at you.
Eahlstan laughs!

Tillmen says, “Here… in exchange for the ring.”

Tebon says, “Nilandia is up there.”

Paidreg covers his mouth.

Tillmen offers Paidreg a wooden arrow.

Speaking to Tillmen, Belnia says, “You have something in your eye.”

Aydan murmurs, “Well, there’s our entertainment for the evening.”

Paidreg says, “I…”

Paidreg accepts Tillmen’s wooden arrow.

Paidreg asks, “…I thank you?”

Tillmen beams happily at Paidreg!

Cryheart starts chortling.

Sereh buries her face in her hands.

Kilthal laughs!

Balinworn exclaims, “Well, that’s one way to sneak a weapon in!”

Shannivar asks, “..one of you go fix him?”

Guarrin appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Tebon says, “Err, I thougth I saw ye’s go up there.”

Aessa yells, “Might Kyaloria approach the stage?”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Aessa yell, “Might Kyaloria approach the stage?”

Karibeth laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Prion chuckles to himself.

Paidreg glances at a wooden arrow in his hand.

Dunrith says, “Please do, and swiftly.”

Reddic turns to you and cheers!

Tillmen asks, “To Illistim then?”

Melorra grins at you.

You blink.

Shannivar whispers, “Go! The Baron himself is telling you to!”

Balinworn exclaims, “Time ta earn that place in the new society!”

Guarrin whispers, “Go ahead.”

Nilandia chuckles.

You glance at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Shannivar shoves futilely at you.

Balinworn holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.
Ariyanaa turns to you and cheers!

Paidreg says, “Once we see you healed. Kyaloria, come quickly.”

As you proceed up the steps, you keep a close watch on the main room of the pavilion.

[Baron's Pavilion, Grand Stage]
Beneath an arch of fresh-plucked greenery, the half-circle of the stage glistens under the brilliance of hanging lamps. Behind it, a drape woven of roses and sweetgrass forms a spread-winged swan in flight. The verdant artwork is positioned just behind a tall gilded podium, so as to frame it and anyone standing behind it. You also see a long white pine table with a pair of golden spurs on it and some wooden steps.
Also here: Tillmen, Belnia, Sir Vectrus, Lord Paidreg, Lord Augusten who is sitting, Baron Dunrith who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

You smile at Tillmen.

Speaking to Tillmen, you ask, “If you would allow me to attend to your wound?”

Ichiko says, “That was unexpected.”

Speaking to you, Tillmen says, “Surely.”

You take a quick appraisal of Tillmen and find that he has no apparent wounds.

He has a blinded right eye.

You frown.

Misun agrees with Metadi.

You smack your lips.

Sereh says, “Ah, we Haveners are a simple folk.”

Augusten mutters something about provincials.

Aessa softly says, “You don’t see that often at a ceremony.”

Kilthal softly says, “One would have thought he might have noticed the arrow before now.”

Paidreg glances at Augusten.
Cryheart appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Shirkon deeply says, “Nevah knows what ta expects in Haven. Dat why I loves it.”

Speaking huskily to Kilthal, Reddic says, “It does just be a flesh wound.”

Speaking to Kilthal, Kamiel says, “I’m pretty sure he wasn’t seeing things very well at that ponit.”

You say, “I’m afraid it is a scar that I cannot heal.”

You blush sheepishly to yourself.

Speaking to Sereh, Metadi says, “That’s nae what the tourists say.”

Vectrus says, “Then perhaps a bit of aid is needed.”

Vectrus walks towards Tillmen.

Speaking to Sereh, Kamiel murmurs, “Simple-minded.”

Vectrus touches you.

You quickly add, “But I could bring you the tincture that would mend it!”

Vectrus touches Tillmen.

Sereh giggles at Kamiel.

You smile.

You walk towards Tillmen.

You take a quick appraisal of Tillmen and find that he has no apparent wounds.

He has a blinded right eye.

Tillmen says, “Ah.. it’s fine.”

Tillmen says, “Feels better than before.”

Vectrus closes his eyes, and a blue haze surrounds him, Kyaloria, and Tillmen. Tillmen’s scar slowly fades away.

Vectrus says, “There we are, then.”

Cryheart says, “Hmm..impressive.”

You smile.
Speaking to himself, Tebon says, “Neat trick.”

Speaking to you, Vectrus says, “Thank you for the use of your strength.”

Guarrin looks thoughtfully at Raelee.
Gasparr agrees with Tebon.

Speaking in Sylvankind to herself, Nilandia muses something you don’t understand.

Raelee surreptitiously glances at Guarrin.

Guarrin raises an eyebrow.

Speaking to Tillmen, Vectrus asks, “Now then, where were we?”

Alifair smiles at Nilandia.

Vectrus says, “Ah, that’s right. Ta’Illistim.”

Speaking to Vectrus, you say, “It was my pleasure, Sir.”

Tillmen adopts an agreeable expression.

You smile at Tillmen.

Vectrus points at Tillmen.

Tillmen just disappeared.

As you step down the steps, you resume your watch on the stage.

The crowd claps for Kyaloria.

You blush sheepishly to yourself.

Aessa whispers, “Well, you are a medic.”

Sereh hugs you, and you detect the faint scent of sage supported by rose attar, accompanying motes of spicy nutmeg around her.

You elbow Aessa in the ribs in a playful sort of way.

Aessa whispers, “Hope you don’t mind that I volunteered you.”

Aessa looks at you and hums.

You quietly whisper to Aessa, “You just wanted me to have to go up there again!”

Vectrus says, “Now, then, after that little bit of excitement…”

Vectrus raises an eyebrow in Paidreg’s direction.

Kamiel whispers, “Thank you for sparing me having to go up there in front of everyone in half a dress.”

Paidreg nods to Vectrus.

Shirkon deeply says, “Anyone else wids arrows in em, pull em outs afore ya go on da stage.”

Speaking to Belnia, Paidreg says, “Thank you for your hard work, Belnia.”

Sweeping her arm outward, Belnia bows low in a grand fashion before Paidreg.

Aessa whispers, “Well I *have* to tell Elthen you came to their aid…It will add drama to the story!”

(Clapping.)

Paidreg glances at a wooden arrow in his hand.

Paidreg put a wooden arrow on a long white pine table.

You quietly whisper to Aessa, “Can’t we just tell him I accepted my award and hid in the back of the room?”

Belnia stands in front of some wooden steps.

Belnia just went down some wooden steps.

Belnia just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

More congratulations for Belnia.

Speaking quietly to Ariyanaa, Raelee says, “I cannot maintain the necessary spell here.”

Speaking to Dunrith, Paidreg says, “Your Excellency, I am pleased to cede the podium back to you.”

You see Belnia Anodheles the Honored Ally of Solhaven.
She appears to be a Human.
She is taller than average and appears to be mature. She has snowy white-lashed frost blue eyes and perfectly smooth snow white skin. She has shoulder-length, straight ice blue hair. She has a heart-shaped face, a small button nose and high cheekbones.
She has a pair of blue inverted runic triangles on the back of her right hand.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a braided silvery rolaren seer-stone dangling an oval-cut star sapphire cabochon, a pair of mithril-framed spectacles, a satin-finish kelyn earcuff, a pressed white linen jacket with pale blue silk cuffs, a pale blue satin bowtie, a silver-buttoned pale blue silk shirt, a sapphire-set silver ring, a chevron woven blue and silver silk sash, a pair of silver-striped dark blue linen trousers, and a pair of white leather boots.

Paidreg retakes his seat.

Vectrus sits down.

Dunrith stands up.

Belnia shows Nilandia her silver ring.

Dunrith says, “We must make an apology to the citizens of Solhaven, both we, as a Baron, and I, as a man.”

Belnia shows Sereh her silver ring.

(Curious looks from the crowd towards Baron Malwind.)

You gaze thoughtfully at the Grand Stage.

Sedrithe acts puzzled.

Dunrith says, “It came to our attention a number of times during the cataclysmic events of last year that there were men and women fighting and dying in the streets of Solhaven.”

You glance down.

You think to yourself, “May those no longer with us rest in peace.”

Dunrith says, “And perhaps due to the… sometimes-difficult and symbiotic relationship that Solhaven has with Vornavis proper, we did not know how best to represent the interests of the Barony at large.”

Dunrith says, “If this was perceived as lack of caring or concern toward your plight, for that we apologize.”

Ariyanaa quietly says, “A lot of blood flowed through the streets.”

A look of introspection flits across Meureii’s face.

Ariyanaa scans her surroundings with a puzzled look on her face.

Shannivar blinks in surprise as though just becoming aware of Aasterinian’s presence.

Kasia shifts her weight.

Dunrith says, “It is not just our pleasure, but our honor, to expand upon an idea that Lord Paidreg Venquinor presented to us.”

Kilthal glances at Aasterinian.

Nilandia casually glances at Aasterinian.

Yukito grins at Aasterinian.

Balinworn scratches his head.

Aasterinian asks, “Who sent that idiot to my city?”

Aydan coughs.

Yukito walks towards Aasterinian.

Melorra appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Sereh smiles at Aasterinian.

Kilthal begins chortling at Aasterinian.

Bristenn clears his throat.

Shirkon chuckles.

Alifair bites her lip.

Dunrith says, “It has become clear that Solhaven’s able commanders, its first line of protectors, are essential to coordinating its defenses.”

Speaking softly to Aasterinian, Kilthal says, “Ye might want tae wait tae take up yer issue.”

Speaking to Aasterinian, Eahlstan says, “I believe you want to talk to Sir Vectrus.”

Speaking to Aasterinian, Metadi says, “We’ll point him out tae ye later if ye want tae remonstrate with him.”

Speaking quietly to Aasterinian, Barroc says, “They have the right of it, m’Lord.”

Dunrith says, “Those to be honored now led other troops into battle, and significantly contributed toward the defense of not just Solhaven, but Vornavis at large, with their actions.”

Augusten barks, “Quiet down there. His Excellency is speaking.”

Speaking to Augusten, Dunrith says, “Thank you, Lord Valgrass.”

Dunrith says, “Would the following please mount the stage:”

Dunrith says, “Guarrin, Evelith, Kilthal, Meureii, Alifair.”

(Much applauding and cheering.)

Evelith flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.

Aydan adopts an agreeable expression.

Cryheart grins.

Eahlstan flashes a wide grin.

Aydan lets out a cheer!

Misun smiles at Guarrin.

Meureii just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Tebon applauds.

Lady Evelith just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Cryheart says, “Up ye go.”

Guarrin just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Alifair just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Balinworn yells, “Wooo! Go Go, Grumpy Gleeman!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Wooo! Go Go, Grumpy Gleeman!”

Kilthal just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

{Applauding and cheering continues)

(Aessa cheers loudly after the group.)

Shirkon applauds.

Balinworn applauds.

Charna turns around.

Meureii bows deeply at the waist, honoring Vectrus.

Kilthal shakes his head.

Vectrus bows.

Evelith snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist.

Guarrin snaps smartly to attention!

Balinworn asks, “Did someone remind Kilthal not to try killing Paidreg?”

Dunrith says, “I award each of you the status and title of Protector of Solhaven.”

Metadi touches one finger to his lips.

Alifair shifts her weight.

Charna begins chuckling at Balantine!

Speaking quickly to Balinworn, Shannivar exclaims, “Shush!”

Shannivar stares at the Grand Stage.

Guarrin faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Evelith passes a hand over her soft, fair face.

Kilthal smiles at Dunrith.

Evelith sincerely says, “Thank you, Your Excellency.”

Speaking deeply to Dunrith, Guarrin says, “I am honored, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith says, “It is to you–each of you–that the thanks truly belong.”

Charna giggles at Balinworn.

Alifair smiles at Kilthal.

Dunrith asks, “Lord Venquinor, if you would be so kind as to present them their medals?”

Alifair grins at Kilthal.

Paidreg’s face brightens.

Paidreg stands up.

Speaking to Dunrith, Paidreg says, “Yes, Excellency.”

Balinworn quietly exclaims, “What a great punishment they give Kilthal for what he did… make him carry around a title!”

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Paidreg walks towards Meureii.

Kilthal takes a drink from his fresh spring water.

Meureii bows deeply at the waist, honoring Paidreg.

Paidreg bows to Meureii.

Kilthal nods to Alifair.

Paidreg offers Meureii a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Meureii accepts Paidreg’s golden ora medal.

Meureii holds his golden ora medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring.

Meureii slides a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring onto his finger.

(Much more applauding)

Paidreg walks towards Evelith.

Meureii turns to face Dunrith.

Meureii kneels down.

Dunrith bows to Meureii.

Nilandia whispers, “Have you remembered to breathe yet?”

Speaking to Dunrith, Meureii says, “Thank you kindly your Excellency.”

Meureii tilts his head down.

Alifair smiles at Evelith.

Dunrith says, “Our thanks upon you.”

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

Speaking to Evelith, Paidreg says, “I know that your first duty is not to Solhaven, but that you did often command men and women in the streets.”

You quietly whisper to Nilandia, “I knew I was forgetting something.”

Nilandia grins at you.

Evelith says, “It was my honor to serve, Sir.”

Evelith smiles at Paidreg.

Balinworn yells, “Go Eve! Woo!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Go Eve! Woo!”

Speaking to Evelith, Paidreg says, “Know that this title is not an empty set of words, nor should its award be worn lightly. We will call upon you.”

Evelith says, “I encourage it.”

Alifair flashes a quick grin.

Alifair applauds Evelith.

Paidreg nods.

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Paidreg offers Evelith a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Evelith reaches out and touches her carmine silk gown.

Evelith kneels down.

Evelith accepts Paidreg’s golden ora medal.

Speaking to Dunrith, Evelith says, “Thank you, Excellency.”

Speaking quietly to Paidreg, Evelith says, “Thank you.”

Evelith leans back.

Evelith stands up.

Dunrith nods to Evelith.

Paidreg bows to Evelith.

Paidreg walks towards Guarrin.

Chivalrous hoots.

Chivalrous exclaims, “Evelith and the Fury, Evelith and the Fury!”

Guarrin turns to face Paidreg.

Chivalrous lets out a cheer!

Alifair smiles at Guarrin.

Paidreg grins at Guarrin.

Guarrin grins slowly.

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Paidreg offers Guarrin a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Guarrin accepts Paidreg’s golden ora medal.

Guarrin holds his golden ora medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring.

Misun applauds.

Paidreg bows to Guarrin.

Misun smiles.

Evelith puts on a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Guarrin faces Paidreg and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Evelith smiles at Guarrin.

Nilandia applauds.

Metadi applauds.

Guarrin turns to face Dunrith.

Dunrith nods to Guarrin.

Guarrin faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Guarrin deeply says, “I am honored.”

Alifair applauds Guarrin.

Vender lets out a cheer!

Alifair smiles.

Guarrin takes a few steps back.

Speaking to Guarrin, Paidreg says, “Honor us with your continued service.”

Paidreg smiles.

Alifair examines Guarrin closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

Paidreg walks towards Alifair.

Alifair smiles at Paidreg.

Speaking to Alifair, Paidreg says, “You have my apologies in that your name was left off the official listings.”

Alifair nods to Paidreg.

Alifair says, “It’s of no import, but thank you.”

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Evelith smiles at Alifair.

Alifair smiles at Evelith.

Paidreg offers Alifair a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Alifair accepts Paidreg’s golden ora medal.

(Lots of cheers and clapping)

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

Alifair holds her golden ora medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring.

(Loud Clapping)

You see Vender Bredeu the Hospitaller of the Order of Venquinor.
He appears to be a Brughan Halfling.
He is of a modest height and appears to be an adult. He has vivid ocean-hued eyes and lightly sun-burnished skin. He has shoulder length, sun-streaked dark blonde hair that has a slender braid at the temple adorned with a pristine barn owl feather with a tiny golden muffin charm dangling from it. He has a clean-shaven face. He has deeply-etched laugh lines framing his soft mouth.
He has an elegantly formed tiny trident crafted of swirled seaglass in his left eyebrow, a whimsical puppeteer tattoo on his neck, a parallel wavy lines tattoo on his wrist, a silver edged black wave tattoo on his ankle, a wave-swept boulder tattoo on his arm, a tattooed band of playful mermaids on his arm, and a cheerful marionette tattoo on his finger.
He is in good shape.
He is holding an emerald-set red bronze ring in his right hand.
He is wearing a tall black hat, a pair of silver-framed spectacles with narrow sky blue lenses, a silver-washed blue seaglass Niiman talisman, a split-tailed cloth-of-silver longcoat cuffed with turquoise silk wave crests, a loose-weave lapis cotton shirt, a thin silvered sea glass band, a thin silver loveknot wristband, a drawstring cobalt suede pouch tied with silver cords, a pair of pressed black cashmere pants, and a pair of sable brushed suede half-boots clasped with silver wave-etched buckles.

Alifair says, “I’m honored. My thanks.”

Alifair bows to Paidreg.

Paidreg bows to Alifair.

From below some wooden steps, you hear Neev yell, “Mighty lady ranger!”

Dunrith nods to Alifair.

Alifair chuckles to herself.

Kilthal glances at some wooden steps.

Kilthal grins.

Selandriel exclaims, “Alifair is best!”

Alifair bows to Dunrith.

Qydia giggles.

Paidreg walks towards Kilthal.

Alifair slides a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring onto her finger.

Charna applauds.

Kilthal turns to face Paidreg.

Paidreg says, “And Kilthal. Some of my memories are… foggier than others, but I recall that you always kept my predecessor on his toes.”

Cryheart appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Alifair grins slowly.

Sereh grins.

Vilkea chuckles to herself.

Aydan snickers to himself.

Paidreg asks, “That’s a good quality in a commander. See that you continue to do so, hm?”

Paidreg grins.

Kilthal chuckles to himself.

Alifair laughs!

Nilandia chuckles.

Alifair applauds Kilthal.

Speaking softly to Paidreg, Kilthal says, “I will see what I can do.”

You try hard not to grin.

Kilthal nods to Paidreg.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Karibeth chuckles.

Ichiko asks, “Predecessor..?”

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Elbromo smirks.

Sedrithe giggles.

Sedrithe clasps her hand over her mouth.

Speaking to Ichiko, Nilandia says, “Long story.”

Speaking softly to Ichiko, Ariyanaa says, “Thats the second time he has made that slip.”

Balinworn nods to Ichiko.

Speaking to Ichiko, Balinworn says, “Ask Kilthal about it sometime. He likes ta tell the story.”

Balinworn nods to Ichiko.

Ichiko furrows her brow.

Paidreg offers Kilthal a red-ribboned golden ora medal.

Kilthal accepts Paidreg’s golden ora medal.

(Clapping)

Kilthal holds his golden ora medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring.

Sedrithe lets out a cheer!

Balinworn yells, “Wooo Gleeeeeeeman!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Balinworn yell, “Wooo Gleeeeeeeman!”

Alifair grins at Kilthal.

Paidreg bows to Kilthal.

Kilthal takes a gallant bow, tipping his hat slightly, before sweeping it behind his back. After a moment’s pause he rises and places his hat firmly on his head, adjusting it to fit.

Selandriel says, “Kilthal got a medal…I think we’re about due for the end of existance…”

Dunrith nods to Kilthal.

Yukito applauds.

Kilthal softly says, “I thanke ye fer this, Baron Malwind.”

Alifair chuckles.

Dunrith says, “I thank you, and all of your compatriots up on this stage, for your service.”

Evelith smiles quietly to herself.

Elbromo applauds.

Kilthal softly says, “This place is our home, and I know all of us will do our best tae see it remains safe and whole.”

Dunrith says, “One among your number is missing this night.”
Dunrith says, “Kateerina. She will be duly honored when she is found.”

(Clapping)

Kilthal softly says, “She sends her regrets at nae being able tae attend tonight.”

Dunrith says, “If you would all be so kind as to exit the stage.”

Meureii bows deeply at the waist, honoring Dunrith.

Charna applauds.

Meureii takes a few steps back.

Guarrin faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Meureii just went down some wooden steps.

Meureii just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Guarrin turns around.

Dunrith nods.

Guarrin just went down some wooden steps.

Guarrin just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

(The others honored follow suit and leave the stage respectfully.)

Cryheart says, “Well met all.”

Balantine applauds.

Misun hugs Guarrin, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Speaking quietly to Farliegh, Evelith says, “As I said before, this is shared with you.”
Misun gives Guarrin a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Bristenn applauds.

(Balinworn claps Kilthal on the shoulders.)

Guarrin hugs Misun, who wraps him in a warm embrace.

Cryheart smiles.

Speaking sincerely to Cryheart, Meureii says, “Thank you Sir.”

Alifair joins Misun’s group.

Guarrin put a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring in his leather swordbelt.

Evelith hugs Farliegh, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Kasia gives Evelith a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Dunrith says, “Now then, we have several more honorees to come.”

Evelith joins Misun’s group.

Balinworn applauds Evelith.

Alifair smiles at Misun.

Shannivar gives Kilthal a friendly hug.

Kilthal smiles.

Shannivar whispers something to Kilthal.

Kilthal softly says, “Thanke ye everyone.”

Shannivar beams happily at Kilthal!

Sereh smooches Kilthal on the cheek.

Cryheart smiles.

Kilthal taps Balinworn lightly on his shoulder.

Dunrith says, “Misun Sethlorr, Protector of Solhaven, please come forward.”

Shannivar glances at Misun.

Misun clears her throat.

Cryheart just nudged Misun.

Bristenn applauds Misun.

Cryheart points at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Alifair smiles at Misun.

Evelith smiles at Misun.

Misun nods.

You smile at Misun.

Vilkea applauds.

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Kilthal says, “I heard everything ye said.”

Metadi nods to Misun.

Misun squints at Cryheart.

Melorra smiles at Misun.

Kilthal gives Balinworn a friendly prod against the back.

Misun quietly says, “Yes yes.”

Kreek yells, “Da KREEK!”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Kreek yell, “Da KREEK!”

Shirkon applauds.

Misun just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.
Misun just came up some wooden steps.

Paidreg nods to Misun in greeting.

Guarrin flashes a wide grin.

Misun bows to Paidreg.

Misun takes a deep breath.

Misun curtsies to Dunrith.

Dunrith nods to Misun.

Evelith smiles quietly to herself.

Misun turns to face Dunrith.

Speaking to Kilthal, Balinworn says, “Congrats ole friend, ya did earn it an ya do deserve it.”

Misun clears her throat.

Dunrith smiles.

Dunrith says, “Rise.”

Speaking softly to Balinworn, Kilthal says, “And I will thanke ye later fer yer display of affection.”

Misun glances down.

Speaking to Misun, Paidreg says, “Months ago, my predecessor charged you with the defense of Solhaven as one of its Protectors.”

Misun looks thoughtfully at Paidreg.

Paidreg says, “I know that charge has not been easy to bear, or kind.”

Misun nods to Paidreg.

Kilthal slides a ruby-inlaid golden ora ring onto his finger.

Paidreg says, “Mine is a small house, now, and without the power that once stood behind it. I shall make no secret of the fact that I am perhaps the last Lord Venquinor.”

Misun squints at Paidreg.

Guarrin squints at a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Metadi glances about with concern on his face.

Shirkon frowns.

Nilandia takes a moment to observe the Grand Stage.

Neev frowns.

Naeron frowns.

Misun brushes her fingers lightly against her gold filigree rings.

Paidreg says, “Nonetheless, if you would lay down your burdens, it would honor me if you might become a ward of my house. It is all I can do to soothe the wounds that have been done to you.”

Alifair’s jaw drops.

Karibeth smiles.

Alifair says, “Oh my.”

You gasp.

Shirkon lets out a cheer!

Tebon raises an eyebrow.

Neev’s jaw drops.

Vender blinks.

Aessa lets out a cheer!

Misun stares at Paidreg.

Evelith leans back.

Balinworn exclaims, “Wow!!”

Paidreg says, “You came to this stage Misun Sethlorr, Protector of Solhaven.”

Misun confusedly asks, “…ward?”

Paidreg says, “As a ward, you are non-inheriting, and do not have a voice on the Small Council of Vornavis.”

(Shannivar makes a half-hearted shushing motion at Bristenn, staring at the stage.)

Paidreg says, “However, I offer you the use of my home, and whatever protection that my name might provide.”

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Sereh touches one finger to her lips.

Misun quietly says, “I…”

Paidreg says, “I once said that all people of Solhaven were of my blood.”

Misun shifts her weight.

Speaking to Misun, Paidreg says, “I would give you my name as well.”

Speaking uneasily to Paidreg, Misun says, “I…”

Aessa gasps.

Guarrin clenches his jaw.

Aessa beams!

Alifair gently rests her hand on Guarrin’s shoulder.

(Misun glances out over the crowd and catches Guarrin’s eye.)

Sedrithe clasps her hand over her mouth.

Sedrithe appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Misun bites her lip.

Farliegh just nudged Guarrin.

Guarrin folds his hands behind his back.

Speaking to Misun, Paidreg says, “If you accept, you will depart this stage as Lady Misun Sethlorr, Ward of House Venquinor.”

Speaking quietly to Paidreg, Misun asks, “A ‘ward’? That is all, correct?”

Misun raises an eyebrow.

Paidreg nods to Misun.

Paidreg says, “You have no other duty to me.”

Misun nods slowly.

Speaking humbly to Paidreg, Misun says, “Very well, I would be honored. Thank you.”
Paidreg bows to Misun.

Misun smiles slowly.

Paidreg says, “Rise, then, sister.”

Paidreg says, “I shall escort you down the steps, as is only proper.”

Misun nods to Paidreg.

Misun smiles quietly to herself.

Misun blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.

Misun quietly says, “Oh…”

Misun glances at Dunrith.

Misun quietly asks, “One moment?”

Misun coughs.

Misun quietly asks, “One?”

Dunrith says, “Of course.”

Misun nods.

Misun strides a few steps forward.

Shannivar shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Misun clears her throat.

Dunrith bows to Misun.

Misun humbly says, “Thank you, Your Excellency.”

Misun turns to face Paidreg.

Misun nods to Paidreg.

Speaking to Misun, Dunrith says, “Lady Misun. Thank you.”

Lord Paidreg’s group just went down some wooden steps.

Cryheart turns to Misun and cheers!

Misun whispers something to Paidreg.

Aydan turns to Misun and cheers!

Vender lets out a cheer!

Shirkon lets out a cheer!

Metadi turns to Misun and cheers!

Tebon applauds.

Aessa flashes a wide grin.

Bristenn applauds.

Sereh lets out a cheer!

Aessa turns to Misun and cheers!

You applaud Misun.

Vilkea applauds Misun.

Melorra turns to Misun and cheers!

Karibeth applauds.

Nilandia smiles at Misun.

Shirkon turns to Misun and cheers!

Evelith beams happily at Misun!

Reddic nods to Misun.

Elbromo applauds.

Sereh gives Misun a friendly hug.

Misun smiles.

Balantine turns to Misun and cheers!

Yukito applauds.

Chivalrous applauds.

Neev gawks at Misun.

Misun blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.

Meureii applauds Misun.

Reddic turns towards Misun and renders a sharp hand salute.

Speaking quietly to Guarrin, Paidreg says, “Apologies if that frightened you for a moment.”

Shirkon applauds Misun.

Sereh laughs at Guarrin!

Speaking quietly to Paidreg, Aydan mutters, “Should’ve seen the look on his face.”

Shirkon smiles.

Paidreg says, “She is, as the smallfolk say, ‘All yours’.”

Paidreg grins at Guarrin.

Speaking deeply to Paidreg, Guarrin says, “Oh, I think we both know I would have remedied that situation.”

Alifair appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Paidreg chuckles.

Lord Paidreg just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Lord Paidreg just came up some wooden steps.

Misun glances at Guarrin and slowly exhales.

Misun smiles at Guarrin.

Balinworn turns to Misun and cheers!

Cryheart grins at Guarrin.

You see Lady Misun Sethlorr the Ward of House Venquinor.
She appears to be a Human.
She is taller than average and appears to be youthful. She has full, umber-speckled dark eyes and rose-tinged creamy ivory skin. She has waist length, gold-tinted auburn hair drawn back from her face and bound in place by an interlocking circlet set with a gold-tinged selanthan bloodjewel sunburst. She has a heart-shaped face, a small nose and naturally rose-tinted lips. A pair of pure white feathered wings sprout from her back, the wings extended proudly behind her. An aura of soft white light radiates forth from the downy feathers.
She has a pair of tiny gold filigree rings in the ridges of both her ears, and a tattooed pair of entwined crimson and silver rings on her wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is holding an ivory-handled crimson spidersilk fan patterned with sunbursts in her right hand.
She is wearing an engraved small golden locket, a gold-banded crimson farszig bliaut, a white gold-inlaid rolaren ring, and some gold samite slippers beaded with tiny faceted selanthian bloodjewels.

Misun quietly says, “Thank you everyone.”

Guarrin winks at Misun.

Metadi whispers something to Guarrin.

Misun leans softly against Guarrin.

Misun blushes a bright pale pink to the tops of her ears.

Vectrus stands up.

Guarrin whispers something to Metadi.

Dunrith nods to Vectrus.

Dunrith sits down.

Evelith gives Misun a friendly hug.

Metadi ponders.

Speaking quietly to himself, Barroc says, “Wow.”

Paidreg sits down.

You quietly whisper to Misun, “Just remember, no matter how fancy your title is, you’re still….you.”

Misun breathes very slowly and looks much calmer.

Cryheart smiles at Misun.

Misun places a hand over her heart.

Evelith grins at Misun.

Guarrin clasps Misun’s hand tenderly.

Speaking to Paidreg, Vectrus says, “You should likely be up here for this, as well.”

Eahlstan smiles at Misun.

Misun quietly says, “I think it is getting warm in here.”

Paidreg smiles faintly.

Paidreg stands up.

Guarrin gives Misun a lingering kiss on the hand.

Paidreg walks towards Vectrus.

With deft motions, Misun fans herself with her open spidersilk fan.

Tebon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Misun blushes a pale pink shade at Guarrin.

Misun slowly empties her lungs.

Misun appreciatively says, “Thank you all so very much.”

Speaking to Misun, Balinworn says, “Nae at all, Lass. Thank YOU fer everythin you’ve done fer US.”

Speaking quietly to Ichiko, Misun says, “Thank you.”

Balinworn nods to Misun.

Vectrus intones, “Raelee Svala, you are summoned to stand beneath the eyes of the Hall.”

Raelee breathes in slightly.

Raelee glances at Aydan.

Balantine gazes fondly at Raelee.

Aydan nods to Raelee.

Speaking quietly to Balinworn, Misun says, “But not without all of you.”

Evelith gazes at Raelee.

Raelee just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.
Raelee just came up some wooden steps.

Raelee curtsies.

Raelee quietly says, “Your excellency. Lords.”

Raelee closes her eyes for a moment.

Misun smiles quietly to herself.
Prion cocks his head at Misun.

Vectrus says, “Your actions regarding the Cataclysm that consumed Solhaven have gone for too long unmentioned by the Hall, but not unnoticed.”

(Raelee straightens her posture slightly.)

Vectrus says, “I stand here not as Knight of the Empire, but as its representative in Vornavis.”

Raelee gazes at Vectrus.

Vectrus says, “Were you a full Magister of the Hall, I would have no choice but to see your powers severed from you for your sometimes-reckless use of magic.”

Raelee closes her eyes for a moment.

Raelee tilts her head down.

Vectrus says, “It is our judgment that you did, without knowing, engage in the use of magics unregulated by and unknown to the Hall of Mages.”

Charna confusedly asks, “Puddin’ ‘Ead is reckless?”

Aessa nibbles anxiously on her lower lip as she idly winds a lock of hair around her index finger.

Vectrus says, “This reckless use of magic required extensive effort to repair.”

Charna’s cheeks flush with a soft pale rose shade, darkening her freckles even more.

Speaking to Charna, Balinworn says, “Only in the best of ways.”

Raelee nods slowly.

Balinworn exclaims, “An it also saved lots o folks more ‘en once too!”

Vectrus says, “However, you are not a Magister.”

Raelee quietly states, “I accept full responsibility –”

Speaking to Balinworn, Chivalrous says, “This isn’t a forum.”

Raelee glances at Vectrus.

Vectrus says, “You came here and did what the Hall was then unable to do.”

Ariyanaa wrings her hands.

Alifair nods slowly.

Vectrus says, “You supported the efforts of this town’s defenders.”

Vectrus says, “And Solhaven still stands.”

Raelee nods slowly.

Vectrus says, “For one, you cannot be charged for a crime whose evidence does not clearly remain.”

Aydan chuckles to himself.

Vectrus says, “However, we find it necessary to ensure that you will not repeat your reckless actions in the future.”

Sereh frets.

Raelee glances between Vectrus and Paidreg.

Raelee breathes in slightly.

From below some wooden steps, you hear Endae yell, “I told her she needed to take breaks every so often!”

Chivalrous exclaims, “Quiet!”

Vectrus picks up a blue-jeweled heavy gold ring.

Vectrus asks, “Do you pledge to support the unified interests of the Hall of Mages and the Empire, and the rightful masters of both, in this realm or beyond?”

Raelee glances around the room.

Speaking slowly to Vectrus, Raelee says, “I do, Sir Vectrus.”

Evelith blinks.

Vectrus asks, “Do you pledge, if necessary, to give your life in service to the Empire and to the needs of its people?”

Raelee slowly repeats, “I do, Sir Vectrus.”

Vectrus says, “Kneel.”

Raelee closes her eyes for a moment.

Raelee kneels down.

Raelee glances at Vectrus.

Balinworn quietly says, “Oh, not us.”

Balinworn stands up.

Balinworn coughs.

Vectrus says, “Accept from my hand this ring of gold.”

Vectrus offers Raelee a blue-jeweled heavy gold ring.

Raelee accepts Vectrus’s heavy gold ring.

Speaking quietly to Vectrus, Raelee says, “I am honored.”

Raelee puts on a blue-jeweled heavy gold ring.

Speaking to Raelee, Vectrus says, “Here you knelt, Raelee Svala.”
Melorra lets out a cheer!

Reddic huskily exclaims, “Reward tha owl!”

Vectrus says, “I wash you clean of that life with my words.”

Raelee gazes at Vectrus.

Vectrus says, “I would that you rise Magister Raelee Svala, and represent our interests in Solhaven above your own.”

Tebon blinks.

Kilthal nods.

Alifair says, “Oooh.”

Meureii applauds.

Elbromo applauds.

Cryheart applauds.

Tebon nods.

Variatta applauds.

Tebon applauds.

(Cheering)

From below some wooden steps, you hear Aydan yell, “Here here!”

Charna applauds.

Kilthal claps his hands.

Kreek slowly empties his lungs.

Misun applauds.

Elbromo applauds.

You applaud.

Vender lets out a cheer!

Vilkea applauds.

Shannivar lets out a cheer!

Prion applauds.

From below some wooden steps, you hear Melorra yell, “Well done, Raelee!”

Kerl applauds.

Jaenri applauds.

Speaking calmly to Vectrus, Raelee says, “Thank you, Sir Vectrus.”

From below some wooden steps, you hear Ariyanaa yell, “Congrats Raelee!”

Speaking to Raelee, Vectrus says, “Magister.”

Raelee nods slowly to Vectrus.

Vectrus points at some wooden steps.

Raelee turns to face Dunrith.

Alifair says, “Well earned.”

The long, gossamer skirts of Raelee’s elegant gown puddle around her feet as she sinks into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.

Speaking to Raelee, Dunrith says, “Magister.”

Dunrith bows to Raelee.

Raelee quietly says, “Thank you.”

Magister Raelee just went down some wooden steps.
Magister Raelee just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Cryheart bows to Raelee.

Cryheart beams happily at Raelee!

Bristenn turns to Raelee and cheers!

Melorra lets out a cheer!

Shannivar gazes in awe at Raelee.

Tebon faces Raelee and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

(Cheering)

Speaking to Raelee, Shannivar exclaims, “Congratulations!”

Qydia applauds.

Vender turns to Raelee and cheers!

Speaking sincerely to Raelee, Meureii says, “It is well deserved ma’am.”

Sereh and Raelee shake hands.

Bristenn faces Raelee and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

(Raelee looks somewhat shocked and overwhelmed.)

Speaking in Elven to Raelee, Aasterinian says, “It suits you.”

Tebon says, “Well earned, an’ well met, Magister.”

Kreek screams!

Shannivar agrees with Aasterinian.

Raelee clears her throat.

Metadi raises his fist overhead in salute.

Raelee slowly says, “… thank you.”

Dunrith says, “Bristenn and Tebon, come forward.”

Alifair says, “I do believe she may be speechless.”

Bristenn tilts his head up.

Speaking to Raelee, Neev exclaims, “Mostest cleverest lady!”

Melorra pulls Bristenn closer to herself.

Bristenn clears his throat.

Cryheart nods to Bristenn.

Tebon just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.
Tebon just came up some wooden steps.

Melorra gives Bristenn a lingering kiss.

Bristenn gives Melorra a lingering kiss.

Metadi gives Bristenn a little prod between the shoulder blades.

Bristenn just marched stiffly up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.
Bristenn just marched stiffly up some wooden steps.

Melorra smiles quietly to herself.

Tebon bows.

Paidreg retakes his seat.

Tebon says, “Yer excellency, m’lords.”

Bristenn bows respectfully before Dunrith, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Bristenn politely states, “Your Excellency, my lords.”

Vectrus gives a brief nod, then retakes his seat as well.

Kilthal gazes thoughtfully at the Grand Stage.

Dunrith says, “It has been a while since fighting men devoted to the highest ideals of chivalry were adequately honored here.”

Cosannie glances at Kreek.

Speaking to Qydia, Kreek exclaims, “Da KREEK got heacache!”

Kreek slowly empties his lungs.

You see Metadi Treyetha the Mountaineer.
He appears to be a Human from Dragach.
He is average height and appears to be mature. He has silver-flecked sea green eyes and tanned skin. He has shoulder-length, straight sandy blonde hair drawn back into a severe braid along the neck and secured with a silver-whorled midnight rolaren ring. He has a lean face, a crooked nose and broad shoulders. He has a short and well-trimmed slightly reddish blonde goatee.
He has an intricate stalking bobcat tattoo on his neck, a simple rolaren ring in his right eyebrow, and an inked fist and shield on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a dashing black plumed cap, a damascened black mithril earring, a gold-edged engraved ora medal, a laje Helden anniversary pin, a silver-worked Kai badge, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, an antique silver armband, a brown leather baldric bound in imflass, an emblazoned lamb’s wool tabard, a wide-sleeved ivory chainsil shirt, an ornamental silver talon, a battered mithril signet, a red Kai sash, a navy rolaren threaded greatkilt, and a pair of black knee-high boots.

Dunrith says, “Tebon, come forward and kneel.”

Tebon moves to stand in front of Dunrith.

Tebon snaps smartly to attention!

Tebon kneels down.

Speaking to Dunrith, Tebon says, “Yer Excellency.”

Dunrith smiles faintly.

Dunrith draws his blade, a golvern longsword with a swan-marked hilt.

Dunrith says, “I would have you in my service, Tebon Hawggweiler, and the service of the Empire. But first, you must satisfy these oaths.”

Dunrith asks, “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?”

Cryheart smiles.

Speaking to Dunrith, Tebon says, “On my Honor, yer excellency, I do so swear.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to shelter those who seek the aegis of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?”

Speaking to Dunrith, Tebon says, “On my Honor, Yer Excellency, this too, I do so swear.”

Dunrith says, “Dark times come, and we stand on the borders of the Empire. I have need of strong arms and strong hearts to carry the ideals of the Empire out into the lands beyond its borders, but never be too far removed from the needs of Vornavis.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to serve the interests of the Empire and further its lofty goals in the lands beyond its borders?”

Speaking to Dunrith, Tebon says, “On my Honor, Yer Excellency, this I do swear to.”

Dunrith lightly taps Tebon with the blade of the longsword, first on his right shoulder, and then on his left.

Dunrith says, “Then rise, Sir Tebon, Knight-Errant.”

Tebon faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

(Supportive clapping, cheering, and shouts of congratulations!)

Speaking softly to Qydia, Denissa exclaims, “That’s our father!”

Denissa lets out a little squeal of delight.

Qydia beams happily at Denissa!

Qydia hugs Denissa.

Qydia hugs Cosannie, who wraps her in a warm embrace
You see Aydan Mursilis the Cavalier.
He appears to be a Human from Seareach.
He is average height and appears to be young and robust. He has grey-tinged deep celadon eyes and fair skin. He has short, straight dark brown hair with lighter streaks. He has a smooth, finely distinguished face, a straight nose and broad shoulders. He has three deep slash marks slanting diagonally across his left cheek.
He has a tattoo of a gold scroll overlaying five multihued conjoined circles on his right hand.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a multi-hued conjoined ring talisman overlaid with a tiny golden scroll, an elegantly tailored dark grey velvet longcoat, a vermilion fire lily, a blue silk and argent linen shirt, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, a silver-buckled wide black leather belt, some grey silver-threaded trousers, and some calf-high polished black boots.

Tebon nods.

Dunrith says, “Thank you, Sir Tebon.”

Dunrith walks towards Bristenn.

Tebon faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Metadi nods to Eahlstan.

Dunrith turns towards Tebon and renders a sharp salute with his golvern longsword.

Tebon says, “Tha Honor is mine, Yer Excellency.”

Bristenn snaps smartly to attention!

Tebon takes a few steps back.

Speaking to Bristenn, Dunrith says, “Bristenn Mires, if you would serve me and serve the Empire, then kneel.”

Bristenn bows low, abasing himself before Dunrith.

Bristenn kneels down.

Tebon smiles.

Speaking to Bristenn, Dunrith says, “Some will say that you are young and untried, but neither are a crime so long as they are tempered with good judgment and acceptance of sound advice from your friends.”

Bristenn nods slowly.

Bristenn hangs his head.

Speaking to Bristenn, Dunrith says, “If you would serve me, I expect you to perform to the highest standards in the future.”

Dunrith says, “I do not need to illustrate the alternative.”

Bristenn closes his eyes for a moment.

Dunrith asks, “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?”

Bristenn humbly answers, “This I swear, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to shelter those who seek the aegis of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?”

Bristenn solemnly answers, “This I swear, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to serve the interests of the Empire and further its lofty goals in the lands beyond its borders?”

Bristenn confidently answers, “This I swear, Your Excellency.”

Melorra gazes proudly at the Grand Stage.

Dunrith says, “Then rise, Sir Bristenn, Knight-Errant.”

Dunrith taps Bristenn on both shoulders with his sword.

Bristenn stands up.

Bristenn bows respectfully before Dunrith, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Dunrith picks up a pair of golden spurs.

Dunrith offers Tebon a pair of golden spurs.

Belnia carefully inspects her silver ring.

Tebon accepts Dunrith’s golden spurs.

Tebon faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Dunrith picks up a pair of golden spurs.

Qydia quietly says, “Ride the wild dragon.”

Qydia clasps her hand over her mouth.

Charna blinks at Qydia.

Shannivar blinks at Qydia.

Kilthal glances at Qydia.

Qydia quietly says, “Sorry.”

Dunrith picks up a pair of golden spurs.

Dunrith offers Bristenn a pair of golden spurs.

Balantine hoots.

Bristenn accepts Dunrith’s golden spurs.

Bristenn puts on a pair of golden spurs.

Balantine applauds.

(Melorra pauses to glance away from the stage, hastily dashing a wrist across her eyes.)

Ichiko applauds.

Neev applauds.

Shannivar bounces around happily.

Shannivar blinks.

Bristenn bows respectfully before Dunrith, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Shannivar shifts her weight.

Dunrith says, “Our thanks to both of you. You will be needed in the coming months.”

Vectrus stands up.

Vectrus gestures politely toward the steps.

Speaking to Dunrith, Tebon says, “Tha Duty is ours ta serve, Yer Excellency.”

Tebon takes a few steps back.

Speaking quietly to Metadi, Melorra says, “Thanks for that.”

Melorra appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Bristenn confidently states, “With all of our will, we will serve proudly, Your Excellency.”

Tebon bows.

Bristenn takes a few steps back.

Tebon says, “Yer Excellency, m’lords.”

Tebon turns around.

Sir Tebon just went down some wooden steps.

Sir Tebon just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Bristenn bows deeply at the waist, honoring Dunrith.

Cryheart grins at Tebon.
Ariyanaa applauds.
Barroc applauds.
Guarrin grins at Tebon.
Karibeth smiles.
Denissa gazes fondly at Tebon.

Bristenn says, “Your Excellency, my lords.”

Misun applauds Tebon.

Sir Bristenn just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Cryheart grins at Bristenn.

Metadi lets loose with a shout of exultation!

You applaud Tebon.

Denissa gives Tebon a friendly hug.

Tebon says, “Thank ye’s, thank ye’s all.”

Speaking deeply to Tebon, Guarrin says, “It has been many years since we were tested my friend. It is my honor to call you, Sir, finally.”

Cryheart says, “Congrats ye two.”

Shirkon smiles at Tebon.

Qydia gives Tebon a friendly hug.

Melorra moves to stand in front of Bristenn.

Tebon smiles at Guarrin.

Guarrin faces Tebon and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.
Bristenn walks towards Melorra.

Tebon faces Guarrin and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Balinworn applauds Bristenn.

Speaking quietly to Bristenn, Melorra says, “Sir Bristenn.”

Metadi faces Tebon and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Speaking to Guarrin, Tebon says, “Brother, thank ye’s.”

Dunrith says, “Metadi Treyetha, come forward.”

Tebon faces Metadi and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Metadi faces Bristenn and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Melorra gazes proudly at Bristenn.

Metadi just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.
Metadi just came up some wooden steps.

Shannivar glances at Bristenn.

Melorra pulls Bristenn closer to herself.

Bristenn smiles broadly to Melorra, albeit a bit sheepishly.

Speaking to Tebon, Balinworn says, “Congratulations my friend. I’ve every confidence you will bear those very, very well.”

Tebon says, “Thank you all vera much.”

Sweeping his arm outward, Metadi bows low in a grand fashion before Dunrith.

Bristenn clasps Melorra’s hand tenderly.

(Balinworn claps Tebon on the shoulders.)

Bristenn gives Melorra a lingering kiss on the cheek.

Tebon gives Balinworn a firm handshake.

Bristenn quietly announces, “Thank you all.”

Melorra gives Bristenn a lingering kiss.

Metadi politely says, “My lords, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith nods to Metadi.

Speaking to Metadi, Dunrith says, “I have heard fine tales of your deeds during and before the Cataclysm that assailed the gates of Vornavis and consumed Solhaven.”

Shannivar hugs Bristenn, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

You quietly whisper to Bristenn, “Congratulations, Sir.”

Shannivar whispers something to Bristenn.

Metadi nods to Dunrith.

Dunrith says, “Kneel.”

Metadi inclines his head.

Metadi kneels down.

Bristenn whispers, “Thank you, Kya dear.”

Cosannie snuggles Tebon, who responds by cradling an arm around her.

Dunrith says, “I have said that we need men and women serving the Empire beyond its borders, but so too do we need those close to home, a last and best defense against threats to the Empire.”

Metadi ponders.

Dunrith says, “We perceive a coming darkness that our sworn mages can see, but not clearly.”

Metadi cocks his head.

Vectrus frowns.

Misun rests a gentle hand on Guarrin’s arm.

Vectrus nods.

Vilkea raises an eyebrow.

Guarrin grins at Misun.

Dunrith asks, “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?”

Misun smiles warmly at Guarrin.

Metadi says, “‘pon my honor, I do, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to shelter those who seek the aegis of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?”

Metadi nods gravely.

Metadi says, “Aye, I do.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to support and defend the Barony of Vornavis, its ruler, and through that service fulfill the will of the Emperor, long may he reign?”

Metadi says, “Aye, Your Excellency, I do.”

Dunrith lightly taps Metadi with the blade of the longsword, first on his right shoulder, and then on the left.

Metadi nods to Dunrith.

Speaking to Metadi, Dunrith says, “Rise, Sir Metadi Treyetha, Knight of the Empire.”

Metadi faces Dunrith and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Dunrith turns towards Metadi and renders a sharp salute with his golvern longsword.

Metadi says, “As I am charged, Your Excellency, sae shall I succor and defend.”

(The crowd rises to its feet again and cheers roarously.)

Dunrith picks up a pair of golden spurs.

Dunrith offers Metadi a slender golvern longsword with a swan-marked hilt.

Dunrith offers Metadi a pair of golden spurs.

Metadi accepts Dunrith’s golden spurs.

Dunrith nods to Metadi.

Dunrith says, “You may go, Sir Metadi.”

Metadi nods to Dunrith.

Metadi says, “Aye, Your Excellency.”

Qydia applauds.

Elbromo applauds.
Sir Metadi just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

(Cheering continues as Metadi makes his way back to the crowd.)

Tebon faces Metadi and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Dunrith glances at Paidreg.

Metadi smiles weakly.

Kerl applauds.

Cryheart just nudged Metadi.

Eahlstan faces Metadi and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Prion applauds Metadi.

Guarrin faces Metadi and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

(Balinworn claps Metadi strongly on the shoulders.)

Paidreg stands up.

Meureii bows deeply at the waist, honoring Metadi.
Cryheart grins at Metadi.

Speaking to Metadi, Tebon says, “Well met, Sir Metadi.”

Barroc applauds.
Paidreg nods to Dunrith.

Balinworn exclaims, “Congrats ole bean!”

Alifair walks towards Metadi.

Speaking sincerely to Metadi, Meureii says, “Well deserved Sir.”

Speaking to Metadi, Vender says, “Now I need to get yer puppet spurs.”

Alifair gives Metadi a friendly hug.

Karibeth smiles at Metadi.
Vender turns to Metadi and cheers!

Paidreg picks up a medal.

Metadi says, “Och, thank ye, e’eryone. Thank ye.”

Shannivar walks towards Metadi.

Speaking to Metadi, Eahlstan says, “Sir Treyetha. A well deserved honor. Allow me to offer my congratulations, and say it is about time.”

Qydia giggles.

Speaking deeply to Metadi, Guarrin says, “It’s about time, Sir.”

Shannivar gives Metadi a friendly hug.

Guarrin grins at Metadi.

Metadi smiles.

Shannivar whispers something to Metadi.

Metadi puts on a pair of golden spurs.

Speaking to Metadi, Tebon says, “Well earned, m’friend.”

Metadi hugs Shannivar.
Paidreg walks towards Dunrith.
>whi meta Congratulations, Sir Metadi.

You quietly whisper to Metadi, “Congratulations, Sir Metadi.”

You smile at Metadi.

Dunrith says, “Aydan Mursilis, come forward.”

Aydan slowly empties his lungs.

Raelee gazes at Aydan.

Cryheart grins at Aydan.
Aydan reaches out and touches his fire lily.

Cryheart nods to Aydan.

Raelee nods slowly to Aydan.

Bristenn faces Aydan and crisply renders a chivalrous salute.

Tebon flashes a wide grin.

Melorra smiles at Aydan.

Aydan just went up a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Raelee bites her lip.

Aydan bows respectfully, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Aydan politely says, “My Lords, Your Excellency.”

Dunrith nods to Aydan.

Dunrith says, “You are the last, but certainly not the least, of our honors this evening.”

Dunrith says, “Indeed, I have heard tales of your efforts also.”

Aydan smiles slightly.

Dunrith says, “Those Lord Venquinor first charged with the coordination of the defenses of Solhaven proved to be unable to carry out their charge.”

Dunrith says, “And so that dubious honor eventually fell upon your shoulders. I am told that you gathered an army of great strength outside of the walls of Vornavis, and that knights of all ranks did come to walk–by their own choice–beneath your banners, however intangible those banners may have been.”

Dunrith says, “I can think of only one reward fitting for such valorous and able command of men and women. I bid you kneel.”

Aydan nods slowly.

Aydan kneels down.

Dunrith asks, “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?”

You see Sir Eahlstan Hjeldin the Knight Banneret.
He appears to be a Giantman of the T’Kirem Clan.
He is towering in height and appears to be advanced in years. He has deep-set steel blue eyes and tanned skin. He has very short, straight dark brown hair with grey at the temples. He has a clean-shaven face, a classical nose and broad shoulders.
He has a faint silvery mark on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is holding an antlered bear banner in his left hand.
He is wearing a crystal amulet, a veil iron shield emblazoned azure an antlered bear passant argent, a gold-trimmed azure pack, a gold-fringed azure wool cloak, some mithril jousting armor, a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle, a heart-cut ruby wedding band, a pair of golden spurs, and a pair of steel sabatons.

Aydan somberly says, “I so swear, Excellency.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you promise to shelter those who seek the aegis of your arm and the generosity of your heart, and always offer both to those too weak to defend themselves?”

Aydan somberly repeats, “I so swear, Excellency.”

Dunrith asks, “Do you swear to gather men and women of chivalrous intent and strong arm beneath your banners, and defend the Barony of Vornavis, its ruler, and through that service fulfill the will of the Emperor, long may he reign?”

Aydan somberly repeats, “I so swear, Excellency.”

Melorra holds her breath.

Bristenn smiles quietly to himself.

Dunrith asks, “And will you further accept commission as a Captain of the Vornavian Reserve, and pledge yourself to work to further the unity of
Vornavis and Solhaven in arms and defense?”

Aydan blinks.

Aydan slowly says, “I.. Yes, Excellency. I will.”

Raelee gazes at the Grand Stage.

Neev exclaims, “My new Captain!”

Cryheart applauds.

Kerl applauds.

You applaud.

Dunrith lightly taps Aydan with the blade of the longsword, first on his right shoulder, and then on the left.

Shannivar lets out a cheer!

Dunrith says, “Rise, Sir Aydan, Knight-Banneret.”

Aydan proudly says, “Thank you, Excellency.”

Dunrith removes a pair of golden spurs from on a long white pine table.

Dunrith offers Aydan a pair of golden spurs.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Aydan accepts Dunrith’s golden spurs.

Variatta applauds.
Bristenn smiles.

Paidreg offers Dunrith a pale-ribboned green imflass medal.

Aydan puts on a pair of golden spurs.

Cosannie applauds.

Dunrith accepts Paidreg’s green imflass medal.

Charna whispers something to Kilthal.
Misun ponders.

Charna quietly says, “O.”

Dunrith offers Aydan a pale-ribboned green imflass medal.

Aydan accepts Dunrith’s green imflass medal.

Aydan holds his green imflass medal aloft.

Dim light builds at the its edges as it warps and bends, reforming into a diamond-set green imflass ring.

Elbromo applauds.
Neev lets out a cheer!
Qydia applauds.
Ariyanaa applauds.

Aydan slides a diamond-set green imflass ring onto his finger.

Melorra smiles quietly to herself.

Charna bites her lip.

Dunrith says, “Thank you for your service.”

(Support of Aydan, cheering and clapping)

Aydan says, “Excellency, if I may… it was the faith of the men and women who stood with me that brought me here, not my talents alone.”

Dunrith nods to Aydan.

Dunrith says, “So noted, Sir Aydan.”

Aydan says, “Thank you, Excellency.”

Dunrith says, “We do not forget the efforts of the commonfolk of Solhaven, and the militias like HERT, who gave blood and life in defense of this town.”

Dunrith says, “It is our will that their efforts will not go unsupported in the future.”

Shannivar gives a sigh of relief.

Aydan nods.

Kreek cackles!

Kreek screams!

Kreek just went south.

From nearby, you hear Kreek yell, “Da KREEK!”

Ichiko asks, “Who let him in here..?”

Dunrith says, “If I might speak again as a man more than a Baron, I am not young–though not yet beyond my usefulness–and I do not know when or if I shall have the honor to do this again.”

Aessa softly says, “He’s like that..”

Dunrith says, “We–I–thank you for your attendance, and wish only the best to each of you.”

(Amongst the applause)

Metadi frowns.

(Nilandia purses her lips slightly.)

Shannivar clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

Speaking quietly to Dunrith, Aydan asks, “By your leave, Excellency?”

Speaking to Aydan, Dunrith says, “You may go, Sir Aydan.”

Kilthal claps his hands.

Dunrith sheaths his longsword.

Aydan bows respectfully before Dunrith, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

(Charna brushes a stray strand of hair from her eyes and tucks it into her braid.)

Sir Aydan just went down some wooden steps.

Sir Aydan just came down a series of steps leading up to the Grand Stage.

Bristenn gazes proudly at Aydan.

(Cheering for Aydan)

Speaking to Aydan, Prion says, “Well done Sir Aydan.”

Aydan bows to Eahlstan.

Charna curtsies to Aydan.

Speaking to Vectrus, Dunrith asks, “Sir Vectrus, I am weary. Would you kindly do the honors?”

Prion just opened a half-clasped dark shearling cloak.

Tillmen turns towards Aydan and renders a sharp hand salute.

Qydia applauds.

Sereh hugs Aydan.

Prion removes a sheet of azure paper from in his dark shearling cloak.
Prion just closed a half-clasped dark shearling cloak.

Speaking to Aydan, Tebon says, “Well earned, an’ well met Sir Aydan.”

Speaking to Aydan, Belnia says, “Do something too well and someone will put you to work eventually.”

Elbromo applauds Aydan.

Shirkon shows Cosannie his ivory-horned warhelm.

Naeron turns to Aydan and cheers!

Speaking to Aydan, Eahlstan says, “Sir Mursilis. Well done. I am glad to see one of my former squires so honored.”

Ichiko applauds Aydan.

Vectrus says, “Of course, Excellency.”

Vilkea applauds Aydan.

Prion pulls his azure paper to the end of his nose, looking at it closely.

Shannivar whispers something to Aydan.

Shannivar glances down.

Speaking to Aydan, Metadi says, “For all your hard work, ye get tae run herd o’er all o’ us again.”

Balinworn applauds Aydan.

Speaking to Eahlstan, Aydan says, “All thanks be to you, Sir Eahlstan, for noticing a simple citizen of Solhaven and taking him under your wing.”

Melorra smiles.

Bristenn folds his hands behind his back.

Raelee walks towards Aydan.

Speaking softly to Cryheart, Kilthal says, “Addressing everyone at yer meetings going forward is going tae become quite the mouthful.”

Kilthal nods to Cryheart.

Raelee whispers something to Aydan.

Cryheart grins at Kilthal.

Karibeth begins chuckling at Kilthal!

Cryheart says, “Indeed.”

Tebon starts chortling.

Metadi chuckles.

Karibeth agrees with Kilthal.

Paidreg says, “If His Excellency would permit me a brief stay in Solhaven? I will return to my… accomodations in the morning.”

Dunrith closes his eyes for a moment.

Dunrith nods to Paidreg.

Vectrus gestures and utters a phrase of magic. A swirling blue portal gathers at the midpoint of the stage. First Baron Malwind, then Lord Valgrass, and finally Sir Vectrus step inside.