"And now pilgrims, we shall all close the pilgrimage ceremony with a lovely performance from Lady Ciel."
Ciel Wulfe bows, "Hello, my friends. So good to see you all gathered here around the fire."
"Normally I would have a song, but I thought it better as an adventurer and wandering bard to share with you all some personal experience, and a bit of perspective."
"Look around outside this tower and Halone's influence on this place is obvious. Snow and ice as far as the eye can see, and harsh, bone-chilling winds."
"But there is more than what may be immediately visible."
Ciel Wulfe bows, "Hello, my friends. So good to see you all gathered here around the fire."
"Normally I would have a song, but I thought it better as an adventurer and wandering bard to share with you all some personal experience, and a bit of perspective."
"Look around outside this tower and Halone's influence on this place is obvious. Snow and ice as far as the eye can see, and harsh, bone-chilling winds."
"But there is more than what may be immediately visible."
"Some of you have not seen these lands as I have seen them, and those that have have probably thought back to a time before the Calamity and wondered if we would ever see Coerthas' true beauty again."
"Lush, emerald slopes. Gleaming mountain peaks. Gentler winds which stir the trees and sing through valleys deep rather than howling with unbridled rage."
"Aye, Halone may be known as the Fury, and She may be known as Nophica's rival, but the might She brings is not without purpose and there is something beautiful and full of life and prosperity beneath that surface if we look deeper."
"When we look at Her glyph, what do we see but a trinity of lances? And yet in the tenets of the Twelve, it is said that She also bears a great-shield, and it is this protective side of Halone which is often overlooked."
"Now take another look out there and realize that all of that..." she motions toward the door, "...Is but Her shield. Her embrace on the land Her people call home; a people born within a cold embrace, but whose hearts and souls burn with the conviction of Her will."
"Beneath this shield sleeps a land most beautiful, one I personally long to see again as I did so long ago. Halone but waits for the day when the world is again safe enough that She can lift away Her shield, without worry of it suffering further scars."
"And on that most blessed of days, She may even welcome Nophica to tread upon the land, for the earth never blossoms more fully than after a long winter's slumber."
"Thank you, Lady Ciel. It is truly a blessing."
"My pleasure."
Jancis Milburga looks up into the lofts of the tower, drums starting to sound. As Jancis holds up the hand-bell to signal the ceremony over, a chorus of Halone faithful sing, echoing through the stonework and across the snowy land outside.
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"I thank you all for coming this way to celebrate The Fury. Pray give another hand for all our performers, our bards, to Sir Mynhier for being here as Halone's Faithful, for all that spoke their stories and thoughts inspired by Halone."
"And on that most blessed of days, She may even welcome Nophica to tread upon the land, for the earth never blossoms more fully than after a long winter's slumber."
"Thank you, Lady Ciel. It is truly a blessing."
"My pleasure."
Jancis Milburga looks up into the lofts of the tower, drums starting to sound. As Jancis holds up the hand-bell to signal the ceremony over, a chorus of Halone faithful sing, echoing through the stonework and across the snowy land outside.
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"I thank you all for coming this way to celebrate The Fury. Pray give another hand for all our performers, our bards, to Sir Mynhier for being here as Halone's Faithful, for all that spoke their stories and thoughts inspired by Halone."