Morrin Tells the Tale of Leya

Part III

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Discovery of Egan's Tomb

 

This took place on January 30th, 2005. Sylanae, who had been one of the Matriarchs of the Amazon Tribe of Leya, hosted a gathering with her MHO at Leya's Shrine for followers and others interested. Sylanae led a short ceremony and then we gathered in the central chamber for food and drinks and to visit. Morrin, the sylvan storyteller, arrived and told us she'd finished translating some old documents and was prepared to share the final part of Leya's story with us. Her story picks up where she had left off on her previous visit about five years before this.

I edited out all the movement and talking during the story part of the log. Then the discovery part of the log is heavily edited to removed a lot of extraneous activity.

 

 

[Shrine of Leya, South Niche]
The area within the alcove is almost completely overtaken by the sculpture it harbors. An ensemble of two figures, the monument bears a carved legend across its base that reads "Mercy". Appropriately, the soft illumination bathing the statuary promotes a meditative ambiance. You also see a heavy backpack, a cotton backpack, the Evesong disk and an old stone staircase.
Also here: Laleena, Sylanae, Subarashi, Oracel, Antonette, Tashalin, Nediva, Deavon, Great Lady Myrene, Laella, Galenok, Evesong, Storyteller Morrin
Obvious exits: north, northeast, northwest

 

You see Storyteller Morrin Cairwyn the Bard.
She appears to be a Sylvankind.
She appears to be very young and shorter than average. She has almond-shaped hazel eyes and fair skin. She has long, braided honey-hued hair woven with carnelian silk ribbons. She has a heart-shaped face and an a bay laurel branch tattoo encircling her wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a very old battered leather journal in her right hand and a curved willow branch lyre wrapped with pale green ribbons in her left hand.
She is wearing a tanik limb walking stick, a circlet of green and gold oak leaves, a hooded wheat-hued spidersilk cloak, an ecru linen haversack, a tear-shaped amber pendant hanging from a delicate faenor chain, a dark siena velvet tunic, a braided ivy vine girdle slung with a battered tin chalice, some supple brown leather leggings, and a pair of soft doeskin boots fastened with gold pinecone clasps.

As Morrin shifts into a comfortable position, balancing her journal on her lap, she strums with the other and the soft sound of a gently lilting tune begins.

Morrin says, "When Leya was done with her labors atop the crown of boulders, in what had once been a magical forest retreat created by her father, Kai, she sealed Egan's tomb and whispered a final goodbye. Standing before the altar, Soulingen in hand, she cast the sword angrily upon it. May you never tempt others with your seductive bloodlust again! ."

Morrin says, "Unbeknownst to her, the utterance acted as an incantation and forever bound the discarded weapon askew upon the black marble surface. Gathering up the dagger-sized sword given to her as a gift by the Halflings, she headed for the road that would take her away from this scene of sadness. Wandering the lands for many cycles of the moons, grief was her sole companion."

Morrin says, "Making her way to the forests of Ta Ardenai, where she could be closer to her mother's people, much of her time was spent in solitary travel. Kai kept a distant watch on his troubled daughter, knowing from his own sorrowful experience that she would have to find her own way to come to terms with the death of her beloved."

Morrin says, "Her days were often spent in quiet meditation and in keeping her skills as a warrior honed. While the thought of combat stirred her grief, she was too much her father's daughter to simply waste or ignore her inherent talents. Time passed slowly, as it often does when the soul is wounded, and though her physical strength was prime, her heart remained heavy. Leya had lost her sense of self."

The song's tempo changes to a quiet tune, with a slow measured beat.

Morrin says, "Sadness surrounded Leya like a cloak and gave her a measure of distance from those she had known in the past, as she visited those places where she had once been happy. Keeping to the shadows, she slipped among old friends unseen, watching, searching for something to end her grieving."

Morrin says, "Some might say it was coincidence, and others believe it was her mother's inherited second sight that brought Leya to be walking the forested route between Ta'Ardenai and Ta'Loenthra one day. There she encountered a young woman in distress. Seeing someone else in pain pulled at Leya's heart and she could not bear to witness the misery, so she offered her aid."

Morrin says, "Leya asked for the woman's story and learned that the young woman was a sculptor's wife. In a sudden fit of bravery, the woman had seized a discarded shard of chalcedony and slain her abusive, brutal husband. Afterward, though she was shaken with fear and guilt over ending the life of someone that she had once loved, she had set out to turn herself in to the Captain of the Guard. Afraid no one would believe her, or worse yet, think it no crime to beat one's wife, the woman had fled town instead."

Morrin finishes the page, she looks around the room and smiles softly and then returns her attention to next page.

Morrin says, "No stranger to feeling aimless, lost, and guilt-ridden, Leya suggested the woman travel with her for a while before giving herself up to the Elven justice. Better to face a judge strong than defeated. As they wandered, Leya and the woman formed a deep and abiding friendship."

Morrin says, "During their time together, the young Arkati taught the elven woman many martial skills, including the art of crafting blades from found materials. Together, the mortal and Leya transformed the chalcedony shard weapon into a crude dagger, promising that it would never be used unjustly."

Morrin says, "Confident, no longer the little scared mouse she once had been, the woman returned to town and turned herself in a year and a day after the murder. By now, tales of the sculptor's cruelty had become widespread and many had expressed relief at his passing."

Morrin says, "In the face of such evidence from the townsfolk, the Captain of the Guard considered the matter justified and dismissed the outstanding charges against her."

Morrin says, "Leya stood at the back of the courtroom, watching her friend's ordeal, then moved to her side to celebrate the good news. For a split moment, that day at the tournament with Nelito came to mind, as did the reunion with her father."

Morrin says, "With that reminder of her tournament loss and all that came after, the last wisp of her grief finally disappeared, leaving a sense of inner peace and purpose in its place. Sadness at the thought of the estrangement from her father still remained. Leya knew that she had more work to do before she could resolve that part of her life."

The song builds slowly, the notes confidently rising and drifting out the niche.

Morrin says, "Together the two friends made their way to a local inn, and as they did, they passed a young half-elven girl clothed in tattered rags. She was being harshly berated and flailed by the inn's owner as she tended to the wash out in the alley."

Morrin says, "After the man went inside, the two women escorted the girl out of town, careful to put a good deal of distance between themselves and the inn. Making camp in the woods that night, Leya realized that they had acted without really thinking of the consequences, and now had to decide what to do about their new companion."

Morrin frowns.

Morrin says, "The poor girl."

Morrin says, "Pondering the choices before her, Leya came to the conclusion that the woman had been given into their care for a reason, and that she would do all that she could to help the woman heal."

Morrin says, "The two older women served as teachers and mentors to the girl. Learning the ways of combat, how to use a bow and sword, and how to fight hand-to-hand, the young protege gained faith in herself and pride in her newfound strength. Each found solace in the others as they shared their painful pasts and realized their futures held much hope."

Morrin shifts her position, carefully turning to the next page in the battered journal.

Morrin says, "As had happened with the sculptor's wife, the bitterness and despair that had surrounded the young chore girl fell away during the passing weeks, and a confident young woman emerged. The three continued to travel together as companions and friends."

Morrin says, "Then one night, a frightened woman from one of the giantman clans stumbled into their camp. The woman was half-starved, and her appearance was disheveled from her wandering through the thick woods."

Morrin says, "The group took the woman into their care, feeding her and assuring her that she was safe. Just as Leya had done with the others, so she began her work with the newest member of their little tribe."

Morrin says, "This time though, she had the help of the other two, which made the teachings progress much more quickly. Together they traveled the elven lands, this odd group of women bound together by tragedy."

Morrin says, "After a few months, word of the small band and Leya's teachings had trickled out to others in the surrounding area. Women would approach them in every village and burg, each with a story more heart-rending than the next, and each were welcomed warmly. ."

Morrin grins.

Morrin asks, "Do you see a pattern?"

Morrin says, "With each instance of healing others, Leya's own heart mended. No act of kindness and mercy was too great or too small a request of the group."

Morrin says, "Intensely loyal to Leya and her teachings, the women had taken to calling themselves Amazons. Out of individual women in desperate straits had formed a strong sisterhood, developing their own culture and code for living."

Morrin says, "One night, as Leya proudly surveyed the gathering as they laughed around a bonfire, she realized that her work there was indeed finished. She had done all she could for the women, and it was time for them to stand on their own, to carry on without her guidance."

Morrin says, "The following morning, Leya gathered together her few belongings and announced her decision to the stunned group. It was time for her to leave them, so that she could finish what remained to be done within her self, and so the women could continue the work they had just begun."

Morrin says, "Leya gestured to them all, standing proud and confident in a circle, and proclaimed that each was a leader worthy of respect."

Morrin says, "As sad as the women were at the parting, they understood why it was necessary. With a final farewell, Leya once again wandered down the path alone, disappearing within a circle of trees."

The music begins to swirl around you again, a quick bright beat that seems to brighten the area.

Morrin says, "Years turned into decades, and the Amazons continued on. Often some of the women would split away from the original group to take up residence in another part of the continent, where they would bring their teachings and training to those who came to them. The women usually crafted symbols to indicate their status as Amazons."

Morrin says, "Some groups favored ivory daggers or chalcedony shards, some crafted lapis lazuli teardrops, and others carved horses or owls out of snow white alabaster. Each sect or tribe had their own codes, culture, and way of governing, but all of them strove to remain true to what Leya had taught the original Amazons."

Morrin says, "I think the Amazons here did just that."

Morrin grins at Sylanae.

You smile at Morrin.

Deavon grins at Morrin.

Sylanae smiles at Morrin.

Laleena smiles.

Sylanae softly says, "We certainly tried."

Sylanae nods.

Morrin says, "The site of the shrine that Leya built in Egan's honor remained a legend until a group of determined Amazons sought its location and rediscovered it, with Leya's blessing, in the year 5097."

Sylanae softly says, "Ahh an adventure that was."

Morrin says, "A good ending I think."

As Morrin leans to close her journal, her bookmark is blown away by a quick breeze, fluttering to the ground.

Morrin asks, "Oh?"

Morrin asks, "What is this?"

Laleena raises an eyebrow.

Morrin frowns.

Sylanae blinks.

Morrin feels along the sculpture carefully for a moment.

Laleena cocks her head at Morrin.

You cock your head at Morrin.

Morrin says, "There is something here."

Deavon glances at Morrin.

Evesong raises an eyebrow in Morrin's direction.

You give your eyebrow a little workout.

Laleena glances at a sculpture.

Evesong glances at a sculpture.

Sylanae cocks her head at Morrin.

Morrin pulls the latch and suddenly the ground rumbles as a hidden staircase is revealed!

Morrin points at an old stone staircase.

You blink.

Evesong blinks.

Sylanae's jaw drops.

Deavon gasps.

Nediva blinks.

Laleena gets a blank look on her face.

Morrin peers quizzically at Sylanae.

You say, "Holy..."

Subarashi blinks.

Morrin asks, "Did you know of this?"

Sylanae softly says, "Oh my.."

Evesong gazes thoughtfully at the stone staircase.

Sylanae softly says, "Err no.."

Deavon looks over at Morrin and shakes her head.

Morrin says, "Lead us Sister."

Sylanae softly exclaims, "An adventure!"

Sylanae beams!

Morrin beams happily at Sylanae!

You grin at Sylanae

Sylanae softly asks, "Everyone ready?"

Galenok says, "Am I still ok to be here? This sistership stuff...I hardly qualify."

Sylanae glances at an old stone staircase.

Morrin says, "Lead on I am very curious."

You smile at Galenok.

You say, "Come with us."

Sylanae softly says, "All are welcome."

Sylanae softly says, "If you learn nothing else, that is something good to know of Leya."

Sylanae's group just climbed down an old stone staircase.

[Shrine of Leya, Secret Passage]
lay and shale walls glisten with a slight, damp trickle from the verdant forest above, sproutings of tangled roots run along the sides like skeletal fingers. The gently sloping dirt floor leads down a torch-lit passage towards a flickering light glowing brightly at the far end. Along the east wall, a long tapestry has been draped, illumination showing through where the edges warp and bow out. You also see an old stone staircase and a discolored iron chain.
Also here: Evesong, Storyteller Morrin, Galenok, Laella, Great Lady Myrene, Deavon, Nediva, Tashalin, Antonette, Oracel, Subarashi, Laleena, Sylanae
Obvious exits: down

Galenok nods to Sylanae.

You gaze in wonder at your surroundings.

Oracel glances around the room.

Laella gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

(Nediva takes in her surroundings.)

Myrene pulls the chain and the ground rumbles as an old stone staircase is suddenly hidden from view!

Sylanae's jaw drops.

Evesong raises an eyebrow.

Deavon glances at Myrene.

Myrene chuckles

Oracel glances at Myrene.

Deavon says, "Now we're stuck."

Deavon grins.

Evesong chuckles.

Sylanae laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Oracel says, "Ah hope we kin git out."

Nediva laughs!

Morrin grins at Deavon.

Deavon asks, "Someone bring the food?"

Sylanae softly says, "Down it is then."

Sylanae grins.

Sylanae's group just went down.

[Shrine of Leya, Egan's Tomb]
Opening up into a vast circular chamber, the tomb is dominated by a simple black marble bier upon which rests an ornately-carved serpentine catafalque. Rusted iron lamps mounted on the walls burn quietly, the faint aroma of their bdellium-scented oil filling the air.
Also here: Evesong, Storyteller Morrin, Galenok, Laella, Great Lady Myrene, Deavon, Nediva, Tashalin, Antonette, Oracel, Subarashi, Laleena, Sylanae
Obvious exits: up

Tashalin blinks.

Myrene blinks.

Morrin gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Nediva says, "Aahhhh.."

Deavon says, "Ohhh..."

Myrene says, "Hmm."

Laleena blinks.

Subarashi gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Sylanae gasps.

You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.

Morrin exclaims, "Oh my!"

Sylanae softly says, "Oh my."

Laella's jaw drops.

Evesong softly says, "Goodnes."

Laleena quietly says, "Gods blood."

look bier
The base of the bier is etched with the trunk of a large tree of life, and its burdened branches stretch out to each side. Individual leaves have been polished to a glossy sheen adding a bas-relief effect to the catafalque's altar.

look cata
Exquisite details in the carving of the serpentine catafalque render an amazing likeness of a handsome elven male lying in peaceful repose. A thin seam barely divides the top from the base, the only suggestion that this elegant sculptural study is actually a final resting place.

(Sylanae's eyes well up with tears.)

Morrin says, "So this is where he was taken."

(Oracel's eyes grow wide.)

Sylanae just touched a carved serpentine catafalque.

Deavon says, "I always wondered where he was..."

Morrin nods to Deavon.

Subarashi quietly says, "Goodness..."

Evesong slowly empties her lungs.

Laella says, "I always wondered, as well."

Sylanae softly says, "He truly was handsome."

Deavon smiles at Sylanae.

(Nediva nods slowly.)

Morrin says, "Well this truly does put an ending to her tale.

Deavon nods to Morrin.

Sylanae nods to Morrin.

Sylanae sighs.

Tashalin sniffs.

Evesong gazes thoughtfully at the serpentine catafalque.

Myrene asks, "Where'd she go though after she started all the tribes?"

You say, "Good question."

You nod to Myrene.

Morrin nods to you.

Morrin asks, "Perhaps with her father?"

Deavon says, "That still remains unanswered."

Deavon raises an eyebrow in Morrin's direction.

Morrin says, "More things to study."

Sylanae softly says, "Maybe her father.."

Morrin grins.

Sylanae chuckles.

(Nediva slowly runs her palm over the catafalque.)

Deavon says, "That would be logical."

Sylanae softly says, "To think.. he's been here all this time."

Morrin asks, "There is a tapestry back up there perhaps it has something to add to this?"

Sylanae nods to Morrin.

Deavon nods to Morrin.

You say, "I did not get a good look at it."

Sylanae softly says, "Let's go back up then."

Laleena takes a deep breath.

Subarashi quietly says, "This is amazing..."

You smile at Subarashi.

You nod.

Sylanae's group just went up.

[Shrine of Leya, Secret Passage]
Clay and shale walls glisten with a slight, damp trickle from the verdant forest above, sproutings of tangled roots run along the sides like skeletal fingers. The gently sloping dirt floor leads down a torch-lit passage towards a flickering light glowing brightly at the far end. Along the east wall, a long tapestry has been draped, illumination showing through where the edges warp and bow out. You also see a discolored iron chain.
Also here: Evesong, Storyteller Morrin, Galenok, Laella, Great Lady Myrene, Deavon, Nediva, Tashalin, Antonette, Oracel, Subarashi, Laleena, Sylanae
Obvious exits: down

Deavon glances at a long tapestry.

look tap
You see nothing unusual.

Sylanae glances at a long tapestry.

look behind tap
There is nothing behind there.

Great Lady Myrene just went behind a long tapestry.

Sylanae's group just went behind a long tapestry.
[Shrine of Leya, Amazon's Vestry]
Slightly L-shaped, the clay walls here have been smoothed carefully, then panoramically-carved with many figures of armor-clad women bearing weapons. A large black marble slab table paired with wooden benches extends the length of the room. One silver iron oil lamp shaped to resemble the pool in the shrine above sits centered on the table, its single flame burning brightly. You also see a weathered modwir trunk.
Also here: Evesong, Storyteller Morrin, Galenok, Laella, Deavon, Nediva, Tashalin, Antonette, Oracel, Subarashi, Laleena, Sylanae, Great Lady Myrene
Obvious exits: out

Evesong blinks.

Nediva raises an eyebrow.

Deavon blinks.

Sylanae blinks.

You gaze in wonder at your surroundings.

Sylanae gasps.

Sylanae softly exclaims, "Oh my!"

Deavon says, "Oooo... ."

Laleena gazes thoughtfully at the modwir trunk.

Laella gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

look wall
An earthen bas-relief is carved along the two longer walls, with women of all races and sizes, each bearing a proud and determined mien. Along the shorter back wall, lettering done in an ancient style scribes out a purpose for this room.

Morrin asks, "A trunk?"

Laleena says, "She left me somethin' to play with."

Sylanae flashes a wide grin.

Nediva begins chuckling at Laleena!

Sylanae glances at a weathered modwir trunk.

You chuckle at Laleena.

Oracel glances around the room.

Evesong gazes thoughtfully at the modwir trunk.

Sylanae begins chuckling at Laleena!

Laleena says, "Lovely of her..."

Subarashi glances around the room.

Sylanae softly asks, "Should we try to open it?"

Subarashi grins at Laleena.

Laleena shifts her weight.

You grin.

You say, "Sure."

Laleena says, "Yes...shall I...I mean...we..."

Nediva says, "I love it in here."

Morrin says, "I have no talent with boxes."

You grin at Laleena.

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

Nediva gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Laleena clears her throat.

Morrin grins at Laleena.

Laleena asks, "May I?"

Sylanae softly says, "It does seem to be fitting.."

Sylanae softly says, "Please."

You say, "Go ahead Lal, give it a try."

Sylanae smiles at Laleena.

Laleena kneels down.

Nediva just pinched herself!

Sylanae nods to Nediva

Galenok says, "Lovely table."

Sylanae softly says, "Pinch me too."

Nediva grins.

Tashalin grins at Laleena.

Laleena begins to meticulously examine a weathered modwir trunk.

Nediva gives Sylanae a good pinch!

Sylanae softly says, "I can hardly believe it."

Sylanae softly says, "Okay I am awake then.

Nediva says, "Me either."

You grin at Sylanae.

Evesong smiles at Sylanae.

Laella slowly empties her lungs.

Laleena removes a long twined vaalin hatpin from in her black leather longcoat.

(Danay peers over Laleena's shoulder)

Laleena cracks her knuckles.

Galenok says, "Someone has been here recently. I have seen no dust."

Evesong nods to Galenok.

You nod to Galenok.

Deavon says, "Well tended."

Deavon nods to Galenok.

You say, "Does seem well kept."

(Laleena starts to lean into the box, then glances over her shoulder at Danay.)

Evesong softly says, "And the lamp looks too polished."

Sylanae softly says, "Perhaps.. Leya.."

Galenok nods.

Sylanae gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Danay smiles down at Laleena.

Laleena says, "Yer steamin' me up, Danay. Lean back some."

Deavon just touched a clay wall.

You lean back.

Deavon begins chuckling at Laleena!

You blush a delicate shade of pale pink.

(Nediva traces a wall carving with her fingertips.)

Laleena clears her throat.

Sylanae points at a clay wall.

Sylanae nods.

Laleena settles into the difficult task of picking the lock on a weathered modwir trunk.
Then...CLICK! It opens!

Laleena slowly empties her lungs.

Tashalin applauds.

Nediva grins at Laleena.

Myrene just opened a weathered modwir trunk.

You beam at Laleena.

Morrin just touched a clay wall.

Sylanae beams happily at Laleena!

Myrene removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Morrin asks, "Oh my did you all read the wall?"

Laleena glances at a weathered modwir trunk.

You glance at a clay wall.

read wall
"No doubt tales of my life and journey have survived, if you've found this shrine and the gifts the Amazons of the past have carried forward to the future. At the end of my journey as a mere mortal, and once I was well hidden within a circle of modwir pines, I called out to my father. Overjoyed to hear my summons, Kai crossed the distance with all due haste. Before him I stood, no longer the young girl who had left in grief, but a woman shaped by it. At first we said nothing, but then I offered, "Will my father forgive a wayward daughter for her absence in his life until now and accept her eternal love?"

"We both smiled at this replaying of a familiar scene. Embracing, I wept the last remaining tears of my sorrow, now mixed with joy at being reunited with my father. He spent the night in kindly patience, listening as I told him all I had learned, and when I was finally silent, we watched the rose-gold light of dawn pierce the needle-laden boughs. A single beam spilled down to the forest floor as the sun slowly rose, encompassing me fully within its light, and with it came new clarity. Born of the union between a mortal and an Arkati, I realized the time had come for me to take up more responsibility, and affirm my role as Patroness of the Amazons."

"I leave this place as a gift, to those who dedicate themselves to following my ideals."

 

You exclaim, "Oh!"

Deavon removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Sylanae gasps.

Evesong blinks.

Tashalin says, "I wanted ta try but figure one o' her followers should be the one."

Laleena says, "Holy..."

Nediva bites her lip.

Myrene asks, "Romilde?"

Myrene removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Nediva blinks.

Subarashi smiles faintly.

Subarashi says, "Goodness..."

Subarashi gazes at a clay wall.

Myrene says, "Huh, they're all named."

Laella gasps.

Laleena glances at a weathered modwir trunk.

l in trun
In the modwir trunk you see a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger, a simple faenor dagger and a simple faenor dagger.

Sylanae is hugging herself.

You remove a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

You cock your head and examine the faenor dagger.

Laleena removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

look my dagg
Inscribed on the amber handle is a name rendered in crude script and a small tool has been used to etch an owl on the blade near the tang. You also notice a small enchanter's glyph.
There appears to be something written on it.

Morrin removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Nediva removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk

Laella removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

read my dagg
In the Common language, it reads: "Orlanthe"

Deavon asks, "What name do you have?"

Antonette rubs a clay wall.

Subarashi quietly asks, "Would it be dishonorable for me to take one?"

Deavon glances at Sylanae.

Galenok removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Subarashi fidgets.

Morrin says, "I have Rhedwyn."

Nediva asks, "Herthe?"

Sylanae softly says, "It most be the women she found..."

You say, "Mine says Orlanthe."

Laleena says, "Jadryga."

You smile at Sylanae.

Deavon says, "I have Ualda."

Sylanae removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Galenok says, "Margred."

Subarashi quietly says, "I serve Lady Oleani...but..."

Sylanae softly says, "Please."

Laella says, "Etheloe."

Sylanae nods to Subarashi.

Subarashi ponders.

You smile at Subarashi.

Subarashi removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

Myrene says, "There's more than are here, so."

Myrene put a simple faenor dagger in her black satin cape.

Myrene put a simple faenor dagger in her black satin cape.

Oracel removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

(Tashalin studies the trunk carefully.)

Tashalin removes a simple faenor dagger from in a weathered modwir trunk.

You tilt your faenor dagger side to side, making the light play off it.

Sylanae softly says, "Mine says Margred."

Tashalin says, "Narancia."

Nediva asks, "Should we take them..?"

You smile at Sylanae.

Nediva fidgets.

Sylanae softly says, "I wonder who she was.."

Sylanae gazes in awe at the dagger in her hand.

Oracel squints at a simple faenor dagger.

Tashalin grins at Sylanae.

Tashalin says, "Me wife gets Narancia."

Sylanae softly says, "I don't know... they were locked in the trunk..

Subarashi quietly says, "Abertha."

Nediva nods to Sylanae.

Subarashi tilts her head down.

(Laleena gazes silently at the dagger in her hand for long moments.)

Myrene removes a simple faenor dagger from in her black satin cape.

Myrene put a simple faenor dagger in a weathered modwir trunk.

You smile at Tashalin.

Sylanae glances at a weathered modwir trunk.

You ponder.

Tashalin fidgets.

Deavon ponders.

(Nediva wipes her hand on her cloak.)

You ask, "Perhaps we were meant to find them, to tell the tales of the women who have their names on them?"

Laleena's hand trembles.

Evesong nods to you.

Morrin nods to you.

Subarashi quietly says, "I will do what I can to honor you."

Deavon says, "Keep the names of the Amazons alive."

Subarashi nods.

Deavon nods to you.

Morrin grins.

Sylanae nods.

You smile at Deavon.

Subarashi tilts her head down.

You ponder the meaning of Galenok's existence.

Deavon asks, "Anyone a bard?"

Deavon whistles tunelessly to herself.

You say, "Galenok.."

You grin.

You say, "I was just going to ask."

Deavon grins at Galenok.

You say, "He had his songs running earlier."

Deavon says, "Wanna give it go then? Assess doesn't tell me much."

Sylanae indicates her faenor dagger with a smile.

Galenok removes a simple faenor dagger from in his elven-silk sark.

Galenok says, "Sure."

Morrin says, "This is such an exciting find."

You nod to Morrin.

You exclaim, "I will say so!"

Galenok sings:

"Dagger from this trun we did find
These treasure left behind under the shrine"

Galenok begins his song with a few notes, stringing them together like precious beads on a silk thread.

Sylanae rubs a weathered modwir trunk.

Sylanae softly says, "You will be remembered forever now."

Galenok says, "Whoa."

You cock your head at Galenok.

Evesong raises an eyebrow in Galenok's direction.

Sylanae turns an inquisitive ear towards Galenok.

Galenok recites:

"The first clear notes of your song ring out, causing the air to reverberate palpably. Invisible waves wash over you, creating a sensation of spiraling down into an unending yet gentle fall. As you near what you anticipate as the bottom, everything slows and you synchronize with your surroundings... but this is another time and place."

Galenok recites:

"Towering trees mask most of the night sky, although stars wink in and out of existence between gently swaying boughs. Within the woodsy ring sit many women of all shapes, sizes, and hue. Slender elves, wizened gnomes, gangly humans, small halflings, and many more have gathered around a blazing fire, lifting their voices up in song."

Sylanae softly says, "Ooh."

You beam at Galenok.

Sylanae beams!

You exclaim, "Now see, tis a good thing you came down here with us!"

You grin.

Evesong nods to you.

Deavon grins at you.

Morrin grins.

Galenok sings:

"Dagger of faenor strong, made for women before us long
Sing to me of your past and fear do not be wrong"

The soft melody continues as Galenok adds another verse to his song. His hand automatically traces along the dagger as he sings.

Sylanae beams happily at Galenok!

Speaking to you, Laleena says, "I don't quite know what to do with myself."

Sylanae softly says, "You're doing a wonderful job."

Evesong turns an inquisitive ear towards Galenok.

Galenok recites:

"At the center of the circle sits a dark-haired woman with deep azure eyes who commands the attention of all present. With nothing more than a scrap of metal and a sharp piece of rock, she shows them how to fashion a crude blade."

You hug Laleena.

Laleena gives you a friendly hug.

You kiss Laleena on the cheek.

Nediva smiles.

Sylanae softly says, "Ooh."

Galenok recites:

"You feel a slight disorientation as the vision grows blurry, but just as soon it clears, and you see the campground now in daylight. Each woman proudly wields a small dagger blade, some polishing them, glinting with the sun's reflection, others carefully wrapping them in a sheath of leather."

Deavon nods to Galenok.

You smile at Galenok.

Evesong smiles at Galenok.

Galenok sings:

"Maiden daggers sharp to defend and carried proud
Sing to me now the story that ye've kept hidden aloud"

Nodding as he sings, Galenok continues his joyous song, turning the dagger over and over as he does.

Morrin says, "Sylanae, Amazons, and new friends. I must get back to my studies. But I cannot tell you how much I have enjoyed this. Thank you for letting me be a part of this moment."

Laleena smiles at Morrin.

Laella beams happily at Morrin!

Evesong smiles at Morrin.

Morrin grins.

Sylanae softly says, "No, thank you Morrin. You have done so much..."

Speaking to Morrin, Laleena says, "Thank ye..."

Myrene waves to Morrin.

You exclaim, "Morrin, thank you so much for visiting and telling the tale!"

Morrin gives Sylanae a friendly hug.

Laella says, "Thank you, Morrin."

Sylanae hugs Morrin.

Deavon exclaims, "Thank you so much Morrin for bringing us the tale, and finding this treasure!"

Galenok bows to Morrin.

Morrin grins.

Nediva nods to Morrin.

Morrin removes a tanik limb walking stick from her belt.

Sylanae softly says, "I am so happy tonight, there's no words."

Sylanae starts chortling.

Nediva says, "We cannot thank you enough."

Speaking softly to Morrin, Evesong says, "Thank you M'lady for sharing your knowledge."

Morrin says, "Good travels everyone."

Deavon says, "Don't let five more years elapse."

(Nediva lovingly thumbs her dagger blade.)

You wave to Morrin.

Morrin waves.

Storyteller Morrin just went out.

Galenok recites:

"When your focus stabilizes, each woman is carefully displaying her newly hilted blade, every one with a unique handle etched with a name. Above the tang, some have crudely etched an owl, while others have chosen a steed as an inspirational symbol."

Subarashi quietly asks, "What is the significance of the steed, versus the owl?"

Laleena says, "They were the same."

Subarashi glances at Laleena.

Deavon says, "Both the same... both Rigaetha."

Subarashi smiles at Laleena.

You say, "Ah, Kai turned a white owl into a great steed for Leya with magic."

Sylanae softly says, "Kai turned an owl into a steed."

You nod to Deavon.

You say, "But then when Leya killed Egan, her cry of grief undid the magic once more."

Galenok sings:

"Dagger of owl or horse, they wish to know
What way it is yer story does blow"

Galenok begins his song with a few notes, stringing them together like precious beads on a silk thread.

Galenok says, "Hmm, nae, that seemed to be all of it."

Sylanae nods to Galenok.

Nediva whispers, "I am concerned that perhaps these should stay here? Are we meant to take them?"

Nediva fidgets.

Sylanae softly says, "Thank you Galenok, for all of your help."

You ponder.

Laleena closes her eyes for a moment.

Laella smiles at Galenok.

Sylanae softly says, "You've added to the story."

Deavon smiles at Galenok.

Sylanae grins at Galenok.

Galenok nods to Sylanae.

Galenok smiles.

Nediva says, "Aye, thank you."

Nediva smiles at Galenok.

You quietly whisper to Nediva, "Aye, well...tis always hard to guess....it does feel a bit like looting."

Nediva nods to you.

Galenok says, "Of course, I am more than glad to aid ye all."

You quietly whisper to Nediva, "On the other hand, it seems like they must have been left for a reason for someone to find."

You smile at Galenok.

Nediva whispers, "I will not deny I would cherish one, but I cannot help but feel that it is not mine to take."

You quietly whisper to Nediva, "Somehow I think you should take it and treasure it, and use it to tell about finding this place and finishing the story."

Nediva nods.

Laleena indicates her faenor dagger with a smile.

Laleena says, "Amethyst."

Deavon says, "Ah... hmmm..."

Deavon glances at Laleena.

Laleena glances at Deavon.

You snicker.

Laleena asks, "Are ye tryin' to steal my dagger?"

Deavon just touched a delicate vaalin-threaded spidersilk fillet beaded with tiny amethysts and diamonds.

Laleena peers quizzically at Deavon.

Deavon whines at Laleena!

Zanti grins at Laleena.

Laleena says, "Oh, fer Leya's sake, Deavon."

Laleena offers Deavon a simple faenor dagger.

Deavon begins chuckling at Laleena!

You try hard not to grin.

Sylanae begins chuckling at Laleena!

Deavon says, "You can keep it..."

Laleena says, "No, take it."

Deavon offers Laleena a simple faenor dagger.

Laleena accepts Deavon's faenor dagger.

Deavon accepts Laleena's faenor dagger.

You say, "Deavon did not sound very convincing with that "you can keep it".

Deavon gives Laleena a quick little smooch.

Deavon starts chuckling at you!

Deavon pokes you in the ribs.

Zanti snickers.

Laleena says, "No, she didn't."

Sylanae walks over to the bench and settles down.

Sylanae gazes in wonder at her surroundings."

Sylanae softly says, "She may have sat here.."

Sylanae smiles quietly to herself.

Deavon walks over to the bench and settles down.

Evesong smiles at Sylanae.

Deavon grins at Sylanae.

You grin at Sylanae.

You give Sylanae a friendly hug.

Deavon asks, "Anyone read this wall besides me?"

Sylanae nods to Deavon.

Laleena says, "I read it."

Laella nods to Deavon.

Sylanae softly says, "She found happiness with her father again."

Sylanae softly says, "The circle really is complete."

You nod to Sylanae.

Deavon nods to Sylanae.

Galenok says, "Amazing."

Evesong nods to Sylanae.