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Jancis · **12-16-2014, 11:09 PM**

Jancis Milburga: *rings the hand bell, signaling the performances over*
Chuta Allfriend: "Not bad, not bad at all. See you folks at the next one, I wager."
Chuta Allfriend smiles and passes a glance at the rest of his company and makes his way off.
Jancis Milburga: "Pray do not be shy to approach our prayer leaders and blessing givers. They are here to hear your words."
Queen Frejyalen: "A lovely ceremony."
You bow courteously to Queen Frejyalen.
Jancis Milburga: "Thank you very much, Lady. I am so honored to have so many bards and speakers here. The conjurers and padjal must be beaming, surely. Are you going to ask for any blessings this day?"
Queen Frejyalen: "I am merely here to observe."
Jancis Milburga: "As you like, Lady. Be well."

Jancis Milburga smiles at L'aenoh, "You made it."
L'aenoh Tia: "Late to the party, but yes.. I made it."
Jancis Milburga looks over his white jacket for a minute. "Will you ask for blessings? We could use some."
L'aenoh Tia: "I...yes. How does it work? Same as last time? I don't have any shells."
Jancis Milburga: "You do not need shells or purchase them. They were, ah, customary. Traditional."
L'aenoh Tia: "Okay."

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Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: That was good, I'm glad I made it.
Sigurd Rainecourt: Me too. I nearly got lost on the way. I don't know much about Gridania.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: It all looks the bloody same!
Iskierka Stormspeaker reaches under her mask to scratch her face.
Sigurd Rainecourt: It does. I can't tell north from south around here.
Iskierka Stormspeaker: C'mon out, Pim.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Can't ev'n see the sun half the time. Anyroad, goin' to take a walk 'bout, aye?
Sigurd Rainecourt: Same. Alright. Good seeing you here.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Ye as well!

Finecia Hawke smiles warmly at Lexia, "did you want to ask for blessing, Lexia?"
R'lexia Thras nodded and grinned as she slid her arm through Fin's once more after standing. "If you don't mind. How do you feel, though? Did you enjoy it?"
Finecia Hawke nodded to her, her eyes narrowed almost drifting, "I did.... " her gaze shifted away, "There is Reinette from the other night at the company. We could ask if you feel comfortable with her."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: S'good to see the two o' ye!
R'lexia Thras smiled softly as she gave Fin's arm a squeeze, then turned to Tausenadel. "And you! Are you going to seek a blessing, Master Tau? We were about to head over to Reinette."
Finecia Hawke: "and it's good to see you again, Tausen." she grinned wide at the Sea Wolf, "Glad you can make it. It was quite moving, with even Nophica perhaps playing a part."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Oh! I'll speak to a few but I don't need to both'r 'em with the likes o' me. Aye, that was somethin', wasn't it? Ain't seen the like a'fore.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn leans forward, stage whispering. "Though, truth be told, I pref'r the rain."
Finecia Hawke nodded, her smile wry, "Certainly was unique. Lady Jancis just has it in her, I believe."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn agrees wholeheartedly with Finecia Hawke.
R'lexia Thras chuckled and shook her head, flinging water droplets from her hair, ears and tail. "The rain isn't so bad, but it has its drawbacks. I really liked it.... makes you think."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Aye! Anyroad, don't let me keep ye. Ye two get goin', I'm goin' to stick 'round a bit.
Finecia Hawke: "Welcome to join us at any time, if you like Tausen." she bows a little. "as you will..."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn bids farewell to R'lexia Thras.

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Sigurd Rainecourt: Sure is good of you to put all of these together, Jancis. This one was certainly lively.
Jancis Milburga: "See? You are not overdressed in the least, Master Sigurd. Thank you, truly the logistics of the matter is but the smallest part."
Jancis Milburga reaches out to Sigurd's sleeve. "Will you spend extra time assisting Lady Reinette this day?"
Jancis Milburga: "Would I make her feel as secure and warm as possible."
Sigurd Rainecourt: I'm glad I didn't. I know not every celebration would be as fancy as something for Nald'thal, at least.

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L'aenoh Tia digs around in a pocket lining the inside of his coat and retrieves.. a bent piece of gil. He holds it out toward Reinette and clears his throat quietly. "You'll need to remind me how this works again.."
Reinette Sompt bites back an amused look. "You need not offer gil, my friend. Nophica blesses all who come beneath her boughs." She picks up a basket near her feet, full of small pouches. "Take these seeds and plant them. Pray above for it to grow rich and full, and tend to the seedling like it were your own. Nophica shall see, and bless you richly in return."
L'aenoh Tia takes one of the pouches full of seeds, looking horribly excited with his ears all wiggling. "All I gotta do is plant this? Works for me, I've got an empty garden I could toss these into. I don't have to whisper anything weird to them though do I? Not sure how I'd feel talking to a bunch of plants."
Reinette Sompt: Wish for it to do well, and tend to it. The bounties of life will reward you in return. ...So, no, you don't need to whisper. Though plants do grow better when they are sung to, I hear.
L'aenoh Tia leaves the bent piece of gil in place of the pouch he just took. "I can't sing."

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Jancis Milburga looks at all the people around her, smiling.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Aye, this was a sight bett'r than the few day's o' Llymlaen I saw at sea.
Sigurd Rainecourt: Less rocking motions.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: We'd find the least devout o' us an' lash 'em to the ship's rudd'r. Then we'd all close our eyes an' shout "Llymlaen take the wheel" an' she'd steer us safely. Or she wouldn't an' the lad'd drown, but that's a'cause he was a shite, most like.
Sigurd Rainecourt: That's horrifying.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: What? What is.
Sigurd Rainecourt: Just being out there at sea, floating about and praying that you find your way to safety.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Eh? Well, that's where Llymlaen comes in. But She helps a lad what helps himself, aye? So ye'd best know yer way 'round the sky.
Sigurd Rainecourt: I wouldn't doubt it was her doing that we survived after our boat capsized. I"m still pulling water out of my ears from that.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn grins wide, nodding. "Aye, that's a good sign! The sea ain't ready to leave ye yet. Ye were meant for the waves, lad."
Sigurd Rainecourt: I"m not so sure I was "meant" for the waves at all. I prefer to keep both feet on the ground when I can.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Whichev'r way ye choose, we've all got courses laid out for us. Llymlaen sees us down 'em. The safest way through is to 'njoy the journey.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Which means ye can't let a little wat'r in yer ears get ye down!
Sigurd Rainecourt: I think the inability to swim and seasickness might do me in first. I'll stick to the beaches for now.
Sigurd Rainecourt: We are two opposites really. I like the desert, and you like the open sea. But perhaps one day, I'll learn to swim and not worry about L'aenoh attempting to drown me.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Oi now, Dhem an' me did the same to ye a'fore. He ain't tryin' to drown ye, he's jus' tryin' to help, I'm sure.
L'aenoh Tia: "I never said I was going to drown you.."
Sigurd Rainecourt notices said person just walked up., Hi catte.
L'aenoh Tia: "I was hoping that a life-or-death situation would get you to start floating. I was wrong."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Exactly!
Sigurd Rainecourt: I haven't really tried since.
L'aenoh Tia: "I'll teach you."
Sigurd Rainecourt: But really after nearly being lost at sea, I'm not exactly jumping at the opportunity.
L'aenoh Tia: "Tau can be your swimming buddy."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Aye! I float like a piece o' wood, lad. Ye've got to...Fffffhhheww!
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn inhales deeply!
Sigurd Rainecourt: Well if anything, you can pick me up before I drown?
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn speaks through pursed lips. "Keep yer lungs full.!"
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn waves a dismissive hand. "Aye aye, ye Negative Nunh. I'll help ye, o' course."
Sigurd Rainecourt: It wouldn't hurt to at least know how to properly swim. Even maybe mongrel paddle. Or whatever it's called.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Exactly! Jus' like learnin' to read!
Sigurd Rainecourt: Reading was easy though.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: So's swimmin'! Learned that a'fore I learned me lett'rs.
Sigurd Rainecourt: The most water I had back home was a drinking pond that came up to my knees.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn leans in very close to Sigurd's face, whispering with a sinister tone. "A lad can drown in four ilms o' wat'r lad."
Sigurd Rainecourt: a-ah.. I'd rather not be drowned at all, if I can help it.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn slaps Sigurd on the shoulder, laughing. "Then learn to swim, ye sod!"
Sigurd Rainecourt staggers a bit. "Aah. Very well then!"
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn nods to Sigurd Rainecourt.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn looks back towards Jancis, then to Sigurd. "With that, lad, let me say farewell to Jancis an' shove off, aye? Good luck with yer blessin's."
Sigurd Rainecourt: Certainly.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn bids farewell to Sigurd Rainecourt.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn waits his turn to speak to Jancis.
L'aenoh Tia: "Hmm.."
Sigurd Rainecourt: Hm?
Jancis Milburga: "Tausen, did you ask for blessings as well?"
L'aenoh Tia: "I think we should buy you an actual piece of wood to float on."
L'aenoh Tia: "...just in case."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Aye, iffin' only a small'un. I mostly wanted to thank ye for the ev'nt an' gath'rin' us all here.
Jancis Milburga: "Is nice to remember what we work so hard for and what we have from it."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn nods to you.
Jancis Milburga smiles, "Especially with all that has happened of late. I am happy to see you here. Always an assuring presence."
Jancis Milburga: "Dare say I spotted you as you came up, despite the stories. Though you are hard to miss."
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn nods, smiling. "Happy to attend!"
Jancis Milburga: "As you like then, Tausen. Travel safe?"
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: O' course! Ye as well, smooth wat'rs.
L'aenoh Tia: "Well, I'm not exactly going to throw you out to the ocean your first go. Maybe you can use the rock I used to sleep on for practice? Hrm. We'll see. Maybe in a few suns after I take care of a spider problem."
Sigurd Rainecourt: You have a spider problem?
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Oi! Headin' out, lass. But good to see ye out an' 'bout.
Reinette Sompt: Twelve guide, and Nophica give you plenty, monsieur Geipsyrsyn.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn bids farewell to Reinette Sompt.
Tausenadel Geispyrsyn: Ye as well!
L'aenoh Tia: "Of sorts. It's a big spider, and it talks. Nothing to worry about though you'll not even notice it."
Sigurd Rainecourt: You have a... talking spider. It didn't escape from Tau's room, did it?
L'aenoh Tia: "No, no it didn't."
Sigurd Rainecourt: Sometimes I wonder what he keeps in there.
L'aenoh Tia: "I don't know, but I'm also pretty sure his room smells like wet jackal."
Sigurd Rainecourt: I hear things scratching at the walls every so often.
L'aenoh Tia: "He actually did keep a coeurl in there once.. did you know that?"
Sigurd Rainecourt: I do know. I saw him kill it in the yard when it got too big.
L'aenoh Tia: "Could've just let it go.."
L'aenoh Tia: "At least the stew was good."

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R'lexia Thras: "Um... who are you talking about? Tausenadel? He seems pretty jolly."
Sigurd Rainecourt: It was. I'd never had coeurl before.
L'aenoh Tia: "Hm? Oh, yeah. We're talking about him."
R'lexia Thras nodded as she secreted the sachet in her pouch. "I fought with him on the sea. I swear I saw his head bitten by that huge serpent."
R'lexia Thras: "I'm not sure who else was there... Master Sigurd... you were on the other boat?"
L'aenoh Tia: "Really? That's... I could see that happening. Leviathan ate someone's legs. I think we were hoping to get it back that time around, but no luck."
Sigurd Rainecourt: I was half expecting to find them.
L'aenoh Tia: "Good ol' stumpy."
R'lexia Thras glanced back and forth between the men, wondering if they were joking.
L'aenoh Tia: "I wonder what he's up to now?"
Sigurd Rainecourt: I haven't seen him in moons.
L'aenoh Tia: "Hmm."
R'lexia Thras: "I suppose they wouldn't have been digested? Or returned to the sea?"
Sigurd Rainecourt: Probably but the thought was entertaining, at least.
L'aenoh Tia: "It's a giant thing made of aether isn't it?"
Sigurd Rainecourt: In essence, yes. An aetherial form materialized.
L'aenoh Tia: "Does it even need to eat then?"
Sigurd Rainecourt: To be honest? I actually don't know.
L'aenoh Tia: "So it's possible they didn't get digested and instead just..sit in him. Somewhere. That's nasty."
R'lexia Thras: "Well, they bleed... you can kill them. ...after a fashion. I just assumed they kind of... work. Like a living thing." She pursed her lips in thought then glanced up as Finecia joined them. "Fin!"
L'aenoh Tia: "Hey."
L'aenoh Tia: "Feeling better?"
Finecia Hawke nodded to the group as her eyes narrowed, "Leviathan?" her eyes narrowed to squints, "I owe that one...." She then blinked and eyes widened, "Much, the stitches are removed, just minor scar left really."
L'aenoh Tia: "Good to hear."
Sigurd Rainecourt: they could've been returned to the aether that created them. Who knows. Maybe they are floating at the bottom of the sea.
R'lexia Thras: "Well, I like to think we paid him back for you." She grinned and rubbed her side at the memory of her own bruised ribs.
Finecia Hawke looks across the group, "did we get word of another sighting?"
R'lexia Thras: "I don't think so. They were just saying how they wanted to find someone's legs... inside. Or something." She shifted and gave a wave to the green-clad Miqo'te across the way, shooting her a grin.
Sigurd Rainecourt: We knew someone who lost their legs. It was more poor humor than anything else.
Finecia Hawke sighed a bit, shoulders dropping some, "I guess not. Though I hear that are other sightings about. We should start to take a look at where else we might be needed no?" She flicked her gaze to Lidhja across the way, giving her a warm nod.
R'lexia Thras chuckled and shook her head. "I thought you might be joking. Sometimes it's tough to tell."
Sigurd Rainecourt: Unfortunately I must bid you two to go well. I need to take care of a few things.
Finecia Hawke: "Safe travels, Sigurd, may the sands of your land be under your feet."
Sigurd Rainecourt: go well and be well.
R'lexia Thras nodded and gave the Hyur a curtsy as he begged his leave. "Of course, Master Rainecourt. It was good to see and talk with you. Save travels."

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R'lexia Thras gave Jancis a curtsey as the two paused and beamed a wide smile at her. "My congratulations on the ceremony, Lady Jancis. You must be proud it turned out so well."
Finecia Hawke bows gracefully to Jancis, her smile warm but subdued, "It really did. I wish to thank you for putting it all together. I know how much work goes into such an task."
Jancis Milburga: "Ah, oh Lady Lexia I am dare say simply enchanted by all that was said this day. And the story Lady Eva spoke I do believe is quite true."
Jancis Milburga motions up the hill. "Would be quite the honor to speak to her in person I think."
R'lexia Thras nodded as her expression turned somewhat serious. "I don't doubt that... but true or not, it still serves as a thing to reflect on."
Jancis Milburga nods in agreement to R'lexia. "Very, quite hopeful and a different tone to finish the stories."
Otto Vann: "Jancis I apologize for being late and having to leave early."
Jancis Milburga: "Not at all. Your face is always a happy one to see. Thank you for making time in your schedule."
Jancis Milburga: "Perchance at a later time we can talk about blessings to make up for it?"
Otto Vann: "I hope so, perhaps talk about your own blessings."
Finecia Hawke nods her head to Otto as she tugs on Lexia's arm, "Come on, don't procrastinate now..." She grinned at Lexia sheepishly.
Otto Vann: "I would love to"
Otto Vann: "I am always available for you - its the least I can offer."
Jancis Milburga: "Least from such a generous man. Thank you. Travel safe, yes?"
R'lexia Thras giggled as she was pulled along by the Highlander. "What would I be procrastinating about? Didn't I drag /you/ here?"
Otto Vann: "I will do my best.Â For your sake"

Lidhja Zhwan removes her glasses for a moment cleaning them before placing them back on looking around a moment
You wave to Lidhja Zhwan.
You bow courteously to Lidhja Zhwan.
Lidhja Zhwan bows courteously to you.
Jancis Milburga: "Do appreciate you coming this way, Lady, I know you have your own important tasks."
R'lexia Thras waves to Lidhja Zhwan.
Lidhja Zhwan smiles warmly "Oh important task me? not really." she giggle a little "But the whole performance was amazing I must say"
Jancis Milburga nods in agreement, echoing the smile. "Truly was. So many fine people were recommended this day to come here and speak, I have not been so moved. And so many people here, the elements are warm and happy this day."
Jancis Milburga: "Did you have anything you wished to ask for blessings on?"
R'lexia Thras: "I don't think so. They were just saying how they wanted to find someone's legs... inside. Or something." She shifted and gave a wave to the green-clad Miqo'te across the way, shooting her a grin.
Finecia Hawke sighed a bit, shoulders dropping some, "I guess not. Though I hear that are other sightings about. We should start to take a look at where else we might be needed no?" She flicked her gaze to Lidhja across the way, giving her a warm nod.
Lidhja Zhwan nods in agreement with Jancis "I am only sorry I was not here from the beginning"
Lidhja Zhwan gaze quickly caught R'lexia and Finecia and waves back a little
Jancis Milburga: "That is quite all right. Many pilgrims made it on their own after. Is a happy sight to see you here regardless."
Finecia Hawke turns to Lexia, "It's been a while since I've been to Ala Mhigo myself."
Lidhja Zhwan smile brightens "For me it is a happy sigh to see so many people at a performance. I have not seen one in quite a while. And in such a celebration"
R'lexia Thras furrowed her brow and tilted her head, her cheeks coloring faintly. "I guess so... did you mean to go back? Make a pilgrimage of your own?"
Jancis Milburga: "Are you a devote of Nophica, perchance? Forgive me, I ask because your dress and manner is quite like Her."
Finecia Hawke smirks at Lexia, the corners of her mouth upturned, "I wouldn't exactly call it a pilgrimage but I would like to see the caves again. Something cozy about them."
R'lexia Thras beams with delight at Finecia Hawke.
R'lexia Thras grinned and stepped close to bump Finecia's hip with her own. "I guess they do. Seemed pretty cozy and safe. Safe enough to discuss some things. Kinda funny how much I now realize I didn't know."
Lidhja Zhwan smiles "I am not. I ware this colour as it happens to be a favorite of mine. I also felt it appropriate"
Jancis Milburga nods eagerly in agreement. "It is quite so, and truly it becomes you. Has Lady Lexia been in better graces of late?"
Finecia Hawke shook her head, "We are all born and raised mostly blind to all things, little one. Just a fact of life. You are not alone." She gives her a warm smile as she offers an arm," I actually.... want to retire." she looks over her shoulder at the top of the hill where she left a memento, "I want to return to the Mist." turning back to Lexia, somewhat more relieved expression on her face. "to something new..."
Finecia Hawke throws a nod over her shoulder, "Why do you go say Hi to Lidhja, I will go head to Limsa and will meet you there again." turning back to Lexia.
Lidhja Zhwan gaze quickly looks to Lexia a moment then back to Jancis "Honestly I do not know, I have not been able to talk to them as of late. In fact I hope to catch them before the leave this event to ask. As I have been caught up in my study so"
R'lexia Thras took Finecia's arm and pulled close to the Highlander, reaching across to rest her other hand on her forearm. "Then we should go.. but I remember that Lidhja wanted to talk with us? Should we..." She chuckled as she leaned against Finecia, stretching up to give her a soft kiss on her cheek before releasing her. "That answers that. I'll see you soon, Fin."
R'lexia Thras blows Finecia Hawke a kiss.
Jancis Milburga: "Are you all heading off? The three of you?"
Finecia Hawke smiles warmly, "Give her my warmest regards, little one." Giving both one quick nod and smile before she departs.
Finecia Hawke smiles at you.
Finecia Hawke smiles at Lidhja Zhwan.
Lidhja Zhwan: "Do excuse me miss. Was a pleasure"
Jancis Milburga: "Of course. Be safe and blessed travels, Lady."
R'lexia Thras headed over to Jancis and Lidhja with a sheepish grin on her lips, curtsy-ing a greeting. "Sorry, I caught the tail end of that, Fin seemed a bit preoccupied with something. She sends her apologies, Miss Lidhja."
R'lexia Thras: "Erm... did I chase her off?"
Lidhja Zhwan smile to Lexia and look back over her shoulder "I honestly don't know... It may have been myself fault for saying excuse me a moment.." she sighs "I am still not good with social interactions it seeeems but she was a lovely lady" She turn back to look to lexia "And from what you just called me I assume my missive with my latest signature got to you then"
R'lexia Thras bit her lip and shifted a bit as she looked at (No Suggestions) a bit guiltily "Um.. I don't think I got any letter. I just remember you saying something about wanting to speak with Fin and I during our last talk. I was a little preoccupied, too." She chuckled and shook her head. "Still trying to lay a little low."
Lidhja Zhwan giggles slightly "Well Seeing as you called me Lidhja just now... rather then my old fake name of kit... " she pauses "Ahh best not to say what the old name was. but yes I did want to talk with you if I may?"
R'lexia Thras nodded earnestly as he looked around the gathering. Though the crowd had thinned, there was still a few people still about. "Of course! Did... did you want to go somewhere more private? Or at least more comfortable?"
Lidhja Zhwan nods to R'lexia Thras.
Lidhja Zhwan: "I have somewhere in mind"
R'lexia Thras looked around as she bit her lip. "Maybe we can steal the botanist's hut for a bit. Seems pretty cozy in there. Enough to ward off the night's chill, anyway."
Lidhja Zhwan smiles "If that is where you think will be best then lead on Lexia"

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Oscare Iono sighs. "I'm not used to people. I'm too used to bitin--" Oscare's attention randomly turns to Nathan, distracted. He blinks a couple of times.
Nathan Telluride gives Oscare a glance. "I hope you don't get a reputation for skill as a Morbul, good sir."
Oscare Iono bites his lips, eyeing the man up and down. "I'l -- I'll make sure not to."
Oscare Iono finally manages to break his glance off the other highlander.
Oscare Iono: "You seemed to like your part too."
Xenedra Ambreaus: I was thinking afterward maybe I should have trudged around on my knees to be a better Lalafell..
Xenedra Ambreaus chuckles.
Oscare Iono: "That would've been uncomfortable."
Xenedra Ambreaus: Most likely!
Xenedra Ambreaus bends slightly to pat her bare knees.
Oscare Iono shrugs a shoulder. "Anyway, who's this handsome guy over here?" Oscare throws a thumb towards Nathan.
Xenedra Ambreaus: Anyway, I mentioned you enjoying the part before because you didn't seem to actually- Well I don't really know him.
Xenedra Ambreaus: I think you have a fan, ser bard~
Oscare Iono scratches the back of his neck, exhaling.
Xenedra Ambreaus smirks.
Xenedra Ambreaus: The duet *was* lovely. You two make a natural pair.
Coraliza Velia nudged Nathan. "See!"Â She then pointed a slender gloved finger toward Oscare.
Nathan Telluride grins widely. "However well things went, I'm humble enough to know that any glory I may have gathered is eclipsed by the incredible beauty of the ladies upon this berm."
Oscare Iono shakes his glance, putting two and two together and backs off immediately. "Anyway, I'll be going."
Nathan Telluride puts his hand to his chest. "Did I make a comment in error? The rain still has my ears a tad clogged."
Xenedra Ambreaus: I think once he figured out you weren't interested in men he moved on~
Nathan Telluride: "I suppose we'll just say that the gods and goddesses' methods of communicating are inscrutable, sometimes. Your story was quite memorable, my dear," He says to Xenedra.

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Oscare Iono: "Jancis."
You smile at Oscare Iono.
Jancis Milburga: "You do not quite make a convincing Morbol, forgive me. I must be blinded by my own perception of you to see completely through it."
Oscare Iono: "I don't."
Oscare Iono: "I'm not sure how I even pulled that off -- I'm not one to display those kinds of... acts."
Jancis Milburga: "Only shows to your bravery, no?"
Oscare Iono: "Sure, let's put it that way, I guess."
Jancis Milburga brings a hand up, smiling. "Did you come for blessings in particular?"
Oscare Iono: "Ble--- Oh. I suppose I could use one or two."
Oscare Iono nervously scratches at his right arm.
Jancis Milburga nods, pulling a small pouch from her robe and takes Oscare's hand, pressing the pouch into it.
Oscare Iono looks a little surprised, taking the pouch. "This is a weird role reversal. I'm always the one giving you gifts," Oscare's grip on the pouch tightens.
Jancis Milburga: "Nophica is close this day and in this moon. For my part, I do wish you are blessed with the bounty of clarity and serenity, that your fears and tribulations be put into the ground and tended to that they might grow."
Jancis Milburga: "And then you will reap happiness for all you have endured and earned. I do give you gifts time to time. What fruit would you care for next? Apples?"
Oscare Iono: "You've sent me plenty apples enough, thank you. The Agents loved them."
Jancis Milburga: "Do you have any blessings to ask for? For them?"
Oscare Iono: "I think just a couple of dearly sent words from yours truly would light our hearts once more."
Oscare Iono sighs. "I think I should depart as well. I'll visit you soon, Jancis."
Jancis Milburga turns back to Oscare, nodding. "Very well. Shall bring blessings to you and your Agents soon. Travel safe, yes?"
Oscare Iono: "You as well."
Annunu Nunu watches Oscare leave circumspectly.

Nathan Telluride: "We should pay respects to the hostesses, of course, and see if there are any generous and winsome souls here who we should endeavor to make acquaintance with."
Coraliza Velia offered a nod.Â "Alright then!"
Nathan Telluride: "If you'll excuse us briefly, miss Xenedra, we should take a moment to express our courtesies to the hostess."
Xenedra Ambreaus: Of course. Nice to meet you both.
Nathan Telluride clears his throat. "Apologies for interrupting - we wanted to show our appreciation to your efforts in putting together this pilgrimage. You did a stellar job," He says to Jancis.
Coraliza Velia offered a polite nod. "We enjoyed the performances and thank you for having us among those."
Jancis Milburga: "Master Telluride. Lady Coraliza. Your duet was beautiful and uplifting! I can still hear it in my head. I am so honored you both came truly I thank you threefold."
Coraliza Velia: "The pleasure was all ours."
Jancis Milburga: "Surely the padjal and the hosts of Gridania want me to pass on their gratitude's to you. Blessings upon you both."
Nathan Telluride: "Oh, the honor is ours - and good luck keeping us away, should there be another similar celebration soon. We'd sneak in, if that's what it took."
Jancis Milburga laughs lightly, "I shalt keep it a secret, you have my word."
Nathan Telluride: "AndÂ as unusual as it is for me to break away from a crowd, I have a promise to keep to someone, and despite my reputation, it's one I will not break."
Coraliza Velia: "To you as well."
Jancis Milburga: "I cannot imagine your reputation as poor, Lord, but I understand keeping commitments. Both of you travel safely."

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Reinette Sompt: Good sun, to you both.
R'lexia Thras: And to you, Mistress.
R'lexia Thras beams with delight at Reinette Sompt.
Finecia Hawke almost rolled her eyes at the teasing Lexia was giving her, but held her composure as she approached Reinette, "Lady Reinette, I believe Miss 'lexia here has a request for a blessing." She bowed slightly and waited for Lexia to continue.
Reinette Sompt: A request? I would much love to hear it.
R'lexia Thras bit her lip at being put on the spot. her eyes sliding from Finecia to Reinette. "Oh... um. I didn't know you were a priestess, Miss Reinette."
Reinette Sompt looks only more amused as Lexia seems to stall for time. "I am not a priestess, no. But it is no difficult matter for me to guide others to seek the blessings they themselves do not know how to gather. What is your request, mademoiselle? I will do my best for you."
R'lexia Thras: "Oh! Well.. um. I'm not used to asking for blessings... but as for Nophica, to honor her, I would ask her to watch over our new beginnings... and to see them come safely to fruition."
R'lexia Thras nodded as if pleased at putting her request under the sphere of things growing. "I think that fits."
Reinette Sompt: You need not be shy. What wish do you seek to grow?
Finecia Hawke cleared her throat and raised an singular eye brow her gaze shifting slightly to Lexia at her side.
R'lexia Thras glanced around to the sides, up at Fin and around the clearing, beginning to fidget. "Weeeell... a few things. Some things I'm not actually sure how to say. But my tribe... my..erm.. journey with Fin. My time with our Company... Maybe it's asking a lot?"
R'lexia Thras smiled warmly at Finecia as she gave the Miqo'te a reassuring squeeze. "You want to catch her before she goes, Fin?"
Reinette Sompt nods knowingly. "For all things of the future, and for all welfare of friends and family, it is not too much to ask for. Even budding romances are beneath Nophica's generous gaze." She pulls another pouch from the small basket and hands it over. "Plant this, and pray over the small seedling while it grows. Tend to it as you would tend to your future, with your heart and love. Nophica shall see, and will return blessings in kind. For those who are giving to her creations, she shall be giving in return."
R'lexia Thras took the seed reverently, her cheeks flushing lightly and bowed her thanks. "Thank you, Lady Reinette. I'll tend it with love and hope. ...and may your ventures be fruitful and green in turn." She straightened and gave the Elezen a rather pleased look.
R'lexia Thras bows courteously to Reinette Sompt.
Reinette Sompt bows in return. "Nophica watch over you."
R'lexia Thras stepped back and made her exit, her gaze going to Fin as she waited to speak with the priestess, but joined the crowd of her fellows, carrying the seed in her hand.
R'lexia Thras retrieved a square of silk from her pouch and started making a sachet for the seed she was given, wrapping it and tying thread around the end to close it off while she stood.
Finecia Hawke kneels down and manipulates something in her hand while the other seems to dig into the dirt. After a minute or two of some furtive moment, she places her fingers on her lips and then to the ground and stands up from her kneel.

Jancis Milburga glances over at the lone guard, waving with a light smile.
You wave to Z'enath Vashyr.
Z'enath Vashyr nodded to Jancis from his position, not moving.
Z'enath Vashyr : "Things settling down, mm?"
Jancis Milburga nods, "Yes, I am no longer needed. You are relieved as well, though you make a nice guard."
Z'enath Vashyr : "I'm not off duty until I know everyone.., well you are safe in your bed, or otherwise."
Jancis Milburga: "I assure you I am not all bruised and broken under this robe, this time."
Z'enath Vashyr : "Regardless." he said looking around.
Z'enath Vashyr looking around he starred at Jancis seriously a moment "I'm also nervous I look ridiculous in this helmet." he admitted "..Secrets are bad, yes?"
Jancis Milburga: "Forgive me, I cannot picture you looking ridiculous. You can take it off if you wish. Lady Crofte removed hers.... and you know I care not for secrets..."
Z'enath Vashyr promptly removed the helmet, his ears twitched violently as he adjusted. "..Thank you." he mumbled. Before smiling lightly at her "So another fine pilgrimage?" he said tilting his head, his bangs moving to reveal a light black eye. "Which brings me to .. another thing."
Jancis Milburga blinks, "Pray explain where this came from?" she asks earnestly, coming his hair back to get a better view of his eye.
Z'enath Vashyr : "I was.. speaking with someone I thought to be an assassin, when a young woman tapped me on the shoulder.. and promptly sent me from position to on the ground, a few fulms away." he admitted, squinting his eyes as he looked to the right.
Jancis Milburga turns, looking in the way he did briefly, her expression serious as she scans the area. "Did she do anything else? Say anything?"
Z'enath Vashyr : "They just escaped." he said holding his head. "Oh sorry, they cannot be here, I was just em..barrased."
Jancis Milburga: "Is naught to be embarrassed of," she quickly retorts, turning back to him and bringing her hands up to gentle touch the bruising. Her hands are warm and she murmurs, easing some of the pain.
Z'enath Vashyr : "Thank you Jancis.." he said warmly "Was a lovely performance, for what I was able to take in." he smiled.
Jancis Milburga still carefully tends to him, mimizing the bruising with light fingertips. "It was. I feel guilt that people thank me for it when I do so little. It is their words, truly." Finishing her ministrations, her hand lingers on his face. "I am happy you are here. Beyond all others."
Z'enath Vashyr chuckled "I feel the same truly." he looked around. "But you may see me any time you wish, would you like to speak to someone else?" he offered with a smile.
Jancis Milburga echoes the smile, granted him enough to at least look around and consider it. "I am fond of all these people. But they all seem quite content as they are. And I am quite content as I am now." She lowers her hand, giving him a look, "Perchance I wish to speak to you many times. Or even be close to in silence." she said light-heartedly.

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Coatleque Crofte removes her helmet with a shake of her head and holds it under one arm.
Coatleque Crofte regards Cassandra quietly for a few moments before tilting her head.Â "Did you enjoy the performances, miss?"
Cassandra Lachance looks at Coatleque for a moment before replying, the woman's words sounding somewhat distant as Cassandra was lost in thought. "I did enjoy most of them, very much so."
Coatleque Crofte smiles at Cassandra.Â "I am sure they all appreciate it as well.Â Surely the Twelve themselves smile upon our congregation."
Coatleque Crofte: "This is our second pilgrimage this year.Â Each month has a patron and we pay our respects to them.Â Last moon was to Nald'Thal."
Cassandra Lachance smiles, her eyes drifting as she ponders, carefully choosing her words before returning her eyes to the woman. "Perhaps. Perhaps not. Perhaps it's not for us to know. In any case, I'm being terribly rude. I'm Cassandra."
Coatleque Crofte: "It is my pleasure to meet you then, Miss Cassandra.Â I am Lady Coatleque Crofte of her Resplendence's royal guard.Â That may carry little meaning here.Â I am from Ul'dah if that helps."
Cassandra Lachance: "It does help. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Coatleque Crofte: "I confess I do not leave Thanalan very often.Â Are you from Gridania then?"
Cassandra Lachance nods slightly. "Originally. These days, I don't come here all that often. I was visiting earlier when I noticed the gathering, and I thought I'd see what it was all about. In any case, I reside in Limsa Lominsa."
Coatleque Crofte: "Oh, I see.Â I am there often on business.Â Beautiful view of the ocean, though I can not longer stand the smell of fish."
Cassandra Lachance chuckles at Coatleque's comment, nodding in agreement. "It's understandable. I don't mind it myself thought. The open sea leaves more room for your thoughts. Whereas here... I find the trees somewhat oppressive."
Coatleque Crofte: "After spending so long in Thanalan, I find the humidity to be more oppressive.Â It is harder to breathe.Â And it ruins my hair."
Coatleque Crofte tisks.
Cassandra Lachance smiles, speaking somewhat mockingly, "What about Thanalan though? I mean, it's certainly not oppressive, plenty of space in the desert. But the sand?" Cassandra sighs. "It just seems to get everywhere, doesn't it?"
Coatleque Crofte smiles at Cassandra Lachance.
Coatleque Crofte: "Aye, that it does.Â One simply becomes accustomed to it.Â Afterwards it is not so bad."
Cassandra Lachance: "I suppose that in the end, when you're home, even its imperfections seem appealing."
Coatleque Crofte: "True enough.Â We live how we can where we must.Â Everything else becomes foreign."
Coatleque Crofte motions to the book at Cassandra's waist.Â "Are you studying, or a priestess of some sort?Â Or perhaps simply enjoy your books."
Cassandra Lachance glances at the book at her waist. She'd forgotten it was there. "Oh, that. Hm... Both, actually. I do enjoy my books. This one, however, is the type of book you study. Not so much enjoy. I'm training to be an Arcanist."
Coatleque Crofte: "Truly?Â A lofty goal for sure.Â I take it you have some prior education then.Â I had attempted to learn conjury once before but it simply was not my forte."
Cassandra Lachance: "I do. It took me a while to decide what I wanted to pursue, but I spent a considerable amount of time travelling. I did my research, and I found this to be..." Cassandra chuckles. "I wouldn't call it 'my calling', as that would make me sound like a priestess. I simply saw its appeal. Plus, I'm not the type to pick up a sword."
Coatleque Crofte: "Mmm, neither was I.Â However it seems the Twelve had other plans.Â I seemed to have a certain knack for it, and so now here I am."
Coatleque Crofte: "Three cycles ago I would have never thought I would raise a sword to anybody.Â Now my life is pledged to the Sultana of Ul'dah."
Cassandra Lachance tilts her head slightly as she looks at Coatleque's sword, her eyes wandering, carefully observing her posture. "Quite a pledge, isn't it? I take it you've seem your share of action? Ul'dah is... A lively place. "
Coatleque Crofte: "Not as much as some.Â In truth, the majority of my day is spent standing in one place until my duties are completed."
Coatleque Crofte: "The recent festival was rather trying as we had no shortage of people dressed as her Grace running around the city.Â A few drunks tried to enter the palace and were turned away."
Cassandra Lachance nods. "It must be a stressful occupation at times like those. I suppose that in your position, the less you need to act, the better. Regardless, don't you find the idle times boring? Simply standing guard?"
Coatleque Crofte: "T'would be a lie if I disagreed with you.Â I'll not share the boring details of how I pass the time on occasion.Â The last time I did I was laughed out of the Quicksand."
Coatleque Crofte: "But yes, the majority of the day passes slowly."
Cassandra Lachance arches an eyebrow, a playful tone in her voice, "Is that so? Those boring details just got me quite intrigued. Would you share them with me? Who knows, I might need to guard someone in the future. It would be good to know how to pass the time."
Coatleque Crofte: "Erm... well... I can tell you the tapestries in the chamber of rule have twenty and five tassles along each of their bottom edges.Â And the large wooden doors have some twelve hundred grains along their surface.Â I am sure that is enough to understand what I do."
Coatleque Crofte: "I should not hold you up further then.Â I wish you Twelvespeed Miss Cassandra.Â If you are ever in Thanalan, perhaps we shall see each other again."
Coatleque Crofte salutes Cassandra Lachance.
Cassandra Lachance: "I'm sure we will meet again, Miss Coatleque, I hope you manage to keep yourself entertained."
Coatleque Crofte: "I am sure I will."

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Iskierka Stormspeaker touches her hand to her face under the mask, then looks at her hand. She wipes her hand on the side of her coat, leaving a small streak of red. She starts looking around hurriedly.
Iskierka Stormspeaker 's voice is shaky. "I-is it too late for a blessing...?"
Iskierka Stormspeaker: I-is anyone available f-for a blessing? Is it too late?
Iskierka Stormspeaker is looking around, becoming more and more frantic.
Jancis Milburga: "Lady Reinette is not busy if you wish to speak to her."
You smile at Iskierka Stormspeaker.
Iskierka Stormspeaker: Th-anks...
Iskierka Stormspeaker: She's.. which one?
Xenedra Ambreaus glances up, noticing the girl looking desperately about.
Jancis Milburga motions out in the distance. "She is the tall lady of dark complexion in the dress of cream and brown."
Iskierka Stormspeaker | Drops of blood begin to fall from under her mask, onto her clothes.
Ojune Wajune follows Xen's gaze curiously, "Is everything alright?"
Xenedra Ambreaus: She seemed bothered, but I think Jancis took care of it.
Ojune Wajune: "Ah, good."
Iskierka Stormspeaker bows courteously to Reinette Sompt.
Iskierka Stormspeaker: H-hi.
Reinette Sompt: Hello, Madame. Have you a blessing you wish to be heard?
Iskierka Stormspeaker appears to be bleeding under the mask. "Please?"
Reinette Sompt frowns faintly. "You are bleeding. I can look at that for you, if you wish."
Iskierka Stormspeaker: The blessing might help more..
Iskierka Stormspeaker takes off her mask, revealing her face, scarred in ornate patterns,. She's bleeding from the scars.
Xenedra Ambreaus beams with delight at Ojune Wajune.
Iskierka Stormspeaker looks at Reinette with a look of fear and anxiety on her face.
Reinette Sompt sets the basket down. She pulls out a handkerchief and passes it over. There's little fear in her face, just a soft smile. "I've not seen patterns like that before. Here, I have a salve that will help their irritation."
Iskierka Stormspeaker takes the handkerchief and begins wiping the blood from her face. "Thanks." Her words are quick and quiet. "And a blessing?"
Reinette Sompt has to fumble through the pockets hidden in her skirt to retrieve a small tin, handing it over. The cream inside smells pungently of mint and aloe. "Apply it liberally, wherever it hurts."
Reinette Sompt nods then, grabbing a seed pouch.Â "This is for you. It is a lavender seed, to be planted and loved over. Nophica blesses those who love the realm we live in, and tend for the places we stay. Giving your home and hearth beauty, and tending for even this small harvest, would earn Nophica's smile."
Iskierka Stormspeaker takes the seed and the salve. "Thank you. Thank you..." She wipes away the blood. Once she has the seed, the bleeding seems to stop.
Iskierka Stormspeaker: I'm sorry... let me wash this for you at least.
Reinette Sompt nods, curious over the scars but also smart enough not to ask. "It is one of many. Keep it in the case it will happen again. If you need any more tinctures, I live in the Still Shore of Mist, ward six. I'm always happy to help."
Iskierka Stormspeaker: I'm familiar with the place... I'll bring it by.
Iskierka Stormspeaker bows her head in gratitude. The fear is still there. She sets to wiping away the blood from the inside of her mask.
Reinette Sompt watches with some concern. "Nophica watch over you, and the Twelve see you hale and healthy once more."
Iskierka Stormspeaker puts the mask back on. She seems to change completely with it on. The fear is gone. She seems to be much more calm now.
Reinette Sompt seems to understand the transformation, somehow. She bows. "Nophica will see your blessing grows, as the seed grows as well."
Iskierka Stormspeaker: Twelve bless you.

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