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Jancis · **07-14-2015, 10:44 PM**

Artemis Newton: "Oh why not. I'll take one."
Cliodhna Eoghan Reaches out and picks one for Artemis. The location being Atop the Braveheart/"What impact do you want to leave in the world?"
Artemis Newton looks down at the disk and the question therein. '... Hmph.' A smirk plays on her face. 'What a question. Appropriate enough."
Cliodhna Eoghan Grins. "They're all thought provoking. Enjoy your trip there Artemis."

Locke Fairwind: "Guess that marks the end of this one. I'll catch ya around sometime, Siha. Try not to forget my name this time around, and I promise to remember yours correctly the next time we meet." He grinned.
Siha Xinkei grins slightly at the Midlander, "Of course, I'll remember this time, travel safely home Sir Locke."
Locke Fairwind: "Likewise, friend. May we meet again."

Locke Fairwind: "Gonna miss seeing ya around, Lea. I hope our paths cross again in the future, and not when you need someone to tend to your injuries."

Oscare Iono creepily materializes next to Arialys.
Cliodhna Eoghan Pokes Boots. "You want one or just gonna stare into space?"
Oscare Iono: "Want /what/?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Holds out a basket of small yew discs, each with a location and thought to ponder on either side. "One of these...I've been passing them out since the performances were over."
Oscare Iono: "Disks? What do they have?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: Just little thoughts and a location to travel to while you think about the question.
Cliodhna Eoghan Passes one over reading the location of the Grove of Blessed Bud, the thought being "Do you choose happiness or leave it to chance?"
Oscare Iono tilts his head. "How do you expect me to read this?"
Oscare Iono: "Oh."
Oscare Iono: "-- Uh. Leave it to chance."
Cliodhna Eoghan Pulls a small face. "You aren't' suppose to answer it that fast. Maybe explore on that question; why do you leave it to chance, has it been working and are there things that could make you happy that you should maybe work for? ...For example."
Oscare Iono: "... This is confusing."
Oscare Iono: "Why am I supposed to think about something that's left to chance?"
Oscare Iono: "Not much to think about."
Cliodhna Eoghan: It's meant to be thought provoking. A way to look at your life and see if you want to make changes or if you're satisfied....And it's only left to chance because you leave it that way, you can try to change things you know.
Oscare Iono looks /soooooo/ totally lost. His blank and empty face actually turns into this confused emotion too. "Uh... what? What am I supposed to change?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Pauses. "Well if you're happy with life, nothing. But if there are things that you'd like to have differently, change that?"
Oscare Iono looks so confused that he basically has physical '?' hovering over his head. "Uh... so... change my existence? How do I do that?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Perks up. "Another hot spring party?"
Oscare Iono: "What?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: I heard Leanne say something about a soak in the springs here....But regardless. If you're happy with your life as it is; you don't really need to dwell on it I guess?
Oscare Iono: "I'm not really happy with anything. I kind of just exist rather than 'live'."
Cliodhna Eoghan: Well then....Maybe focus on how you can make changes to live instead of just exist as you put it?
Cliodhna Eoghan: Even a small change can be an improvement.
Oscare Iono shrugs. "Whatever. I'm leaving then. See ya. Give Jancis and everyone else my best wishes for me."
Jancis Milburga looks over at the stairwell for a moment.

Yssen Van peels and pushes himself off the pillar with some effort.
Temariah Dawnsong glanced over at Yssen as he shifted around them, and she instinctively ilmed closer to Barnie, reaching a hand to touch his arm. "We should go." Her eyes slid to Yssen once more.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle lowered his gaze towards Temariah. "Bit early to leave, but if that be what you wishin'."
Temariah Dawnsong couldn't keep her eyes from darting to Yssen yet again, though she hurriedly pulled them away. "I want to leave."
Yssen Van: "Why would you want to do that?"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle turned his gaze towards the figure Temariah kept glancing towards. "At so? Wouldn't be because of this lad now would it?" he muttered and turned to face Yssen.
Temariah Dawnsong actually almost jumped when Yssen spoke, and when Barnie turned to face him, her brows flew up in shock. "N-no!" she denied weakly.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Friend of yours?"
Temariah Dawnsong stared at Barnie, trying to control her expression. "No. Well.. yes." She lowered her gaze. "Sort of."
Yssen Van: "No. Well. Sort of?"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle chuckled loudly and spun to face Yssen once more. "Ah Yssen, a name to the face. Be a pleasure to meet you lad." He tipped the brim of his hat towards Yssen and began walking backwards. "I'm sure Temariah would -love- catchin' up with her friend or.." He paused to point between the two, followed by a quick shrug. "Whatever ye two were."
Locke Fairwind: "And my favorite Elezen pair. Enjoy the festivities you two?" He said to both Barn and Temariah.
Temariah Dawnsong turned slowly to look at Locke, her face a visage of conflict. "Quite enjoyable," she mutters.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle slipped his gaze from Yssen and back towards Locke. "Of course! Things just got a bit more interestin' as well." he said while jerking a thumb back towards Yssen and then towards Temariah.
Locke Fairwind looked to the Elezen standing above them and the back to Tem, raising a brow in confusion. "I'll uh... leave you three to it then. Let's catch up sometime."
Temariah Dawnsong shot a dark glare to Barnie before nodding to Locke. "We should..." She turned slowly to reconsider Yssen, waving a hand at him weakly. "Yssen, Barnie, Locke," she introduces lamely.
Locke Fairwind: "Good to meet ya, Yssen."
Yssen Van: "Hm..."
Temariah Dawnsong glares at Barnie as he walks away, then turns back to Yssen. "Been a long time..."
Yssen Van: "Yes. Somewhat of an understatement, but yes."
Yssen Van: "You seem just a little less than pleased about it."
Temariah Dawnsong presses her lips together in a thin line. "There are things about my past I'd rather not remember."
Temariah Dawnsong: "Or talk about."
Yssen Van: "Ahhhhhh and I am included in that wonderful list..."
Temariah Dawnsong combs through her short hair with the fingers of her right hand, tossing her hair as she sighs. "Not you, exactly..."
Yssen Van: "Not exactly?"
Temariah Dawnsong turns away from him, craning her neck to consider him sidelong. "The events preceding our... separation were hardly pleasant," she says quietly.
Yssen Van: "Mm. I see. Well. It is good to see you are doing somewhat better. You are doing better, yes?"
Temariah Dawnsong turns to scour the area for Barnie, and a soft smile curls her lips. "I have been doing better," she confirms. She takes a step towards the stairs, then glances back to him. "And you?"
Yssen Van: "Well enough."
Temariah Dawnsong smiles wanly. "You always were one of few words." She looks back out to the pathway, squinting. "I'm sure we'll see each other again."
Yssen Van: "Few words of substance. Yes. See you around. I suppose..."

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Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn: Alex, don't get so close to the edge.Â You'll fall and get hurt.
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn approach the symbol of her Guardian in thought before kneel in pray before it.
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn: Oschon, please give me the strength and resolve to continue along my path, wherever it leads."
Jancis Milburga: "Lady Kestlona! Thank you for coming! The Wanderer must surely be smiling that you are here."
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn: Thanks, for the wonderful event, Jancis.Â Glad Ah got to make it to this one.
Jancis Milburga: "As am I, Lady!"
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn smiles.Â "Ah already offer up my pray to Oschon.Â Though Ah'll miss hearing Leanne's singing."
Jancis Milburga nods at Kestlona, "She has a real knack for it. Especially when she starts harmonizing."
Jancis Milburga: "Did you receive a small blessing block from Lady Cliodhna yet, Lady? Or mayhaps one for Master John? He has been on my mind much of late."
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn: Not yet.Â Kind of surrounded at the moment."
Jancis Milburga holds out a disk of yew to Kestlona, "Then by all means take one of mine."Â Upon the disk are the words: Wandering Feet to the vineyards of Wineport/Wandering Thoughts answer this: "What step can you take today in order to fulfill your deepest desire?"
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn takes the disk.Â "Ah, thanks, Jancis.Â Keep it close to me."
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn smiles, "Ah'm heading back to Ul'dah."Â Turn the smile to Jancis.Â "May Oschon watch over you on your path, Jancis."
Jancis Milburga: "Be safe, Lady!"

Jancis Milburga: "Thank you for coming. Was very nice to see you here, Lord."
Devereau Beauregard: "Thank you for the effort you have put into this evening. Ah...even if I may have been present in lowered spirits."
Devereau Beauregard bowed his head, an arm draping across his breast. "You presence always brings me distinct joy. I thank you for that. Do be well, Lady Jancis. May the Wanderer guide your steps."
Jancis Milburga looks to Devereau, "Mayhaps that is the best time to be present. Please, take with this small token." She hands over a little yew disk.|| Wandering Feet to atop The Braveheart/Wandering Thoughts answer this: "What impact do you want to leave in the world?"
Devereau Beauregard stepped forward, taking hold of the disk. "Ah...My l-lady... would it be too much to ask for a second...? F-for one who could not be by my side."
Jancis Milburga bows to Devereau, "Not at all; I am happy to know another will take one." She hands over another burned into the wood Wandering Feet to the falls of Woad Whisper Canyon/Wandering Thoughts answer this: "Do you consider yourself worthy of love and admiration?"
Devereau Beauregard: smirked with a subtle air. "Ah...hah. How delightfully appropriate. Pray I do not have such an artifact tossed back at my head."
Jancis Milburga looks at Devereau with wide eyes, "I shall do so dutifully, Lord. The words are to inspire the mind not hit it."
Devereau Beauregard: "She may insist t'would strike sense within me. At times, I am certain it would do me well. Yet...I digress. I thank you again. I shall take my leave. Pray, I do hope our paths cross again, mayhaps in a time more tranquil."
Jancis Milburga: "Be safe!"

Jancis Milburga smiles at Popomi, "Lady. Lady Meli's kin yes?"
Popomi Pomi gives a low bow to the hooded woman in front of her. "Thank you very much, your, uh.. holiness? For this lovely pilgrimage.... A-ah! Yes, I'm her little sister, Popomi..."
Jancis Milburga: "Lady Popomi. Of course. She would do well to listen to you time to time. It is good to see you again. Have you been helping her recover?"
Popomi Pomi blinks. "Recover? ...Is she not well again?" She starts to look increasingly worried.
Jancis Milburga echoes Popomi's expression, "Have heard she is, ah, recovering from her ordeal. It would do her well to hear a familiar voice. Even in sleep voices can be heard."
Popomi Pomi: S-she's at the Coral Sea house, r-right? I'll go right away!! Thank you again!
Jancis Milburga: "You are welcome. Travel safe!"

Siha Xinkei: "I want to thank Miss Jancis," she says softly and smiles at Kanaria fleetingly before fixing her eyes on the woman on the other side of the pool.
Siha Xinkei bows her head, "Lady Jancis, I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful experience as usual" she says softly and gives the woman a gentle smile. "May I?" she holds out both hands slowly for a disk. "A journey would be most welcome, and my apologies that we never crossed paths recently...a shame."
Jancis Milburga looks at Siha, a smile growing on her face warmly. "And thank you for making everyone feel safe here. It is a thankless task." She presses one of the disks into the lady's hand.Â Wandering Feet to the gazebo of Sweet Bloom Pier/Wandering Thoughts answer this: "Are you feeding your fears or your hopes and dreams?"
Siha Xinkei takes the disk and looks briefly astonished at the words inscribed upon it before pulling close to her chest. Her eyes almost water and she grins at the woman, "It is enough to see them safe" she says simply and then turns still clutching the yew to her chest tightly.
Jancis Milburga gives Siha a curious look, but smiles none the less realizing it wasn't meant for her. "Is a great strength to think of others.

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