AuJy

To One Thalandir, It is most gracious of you to reach out to myself and my flock. A number of good minded individuals, like myself, are likely to seek you out and join you. Please, instruct me where to find you and what to do; the Spirits will do the rest. Your's, Godwin Maiheiuh

It was real, Periphonics. I was literally talking about Fal YESTERDAY with Hobbit haha Wish we could have completed our lessons, it was going to be an interesting RP. You were great, and I hope you know the story of your characters will live on in the times you shared with people and the memories that you forged.

Watching from somewhere secluded, a bard shakes his head, having heard what can only spoken through the grapevine. "So she has regressed. I must pen Váli..."

A very tired bard hears through the grapevine of the return of the Halfling home. A broad smile appears on his face as he considers it whilst on his porch, "Holly... you really did it. Tricky weefolk."

A bard and farmer smiles while reading the missive, mug in hand, "Viva Hyspia..."

A chortle escapes a bard, "I called it..." He says before shaking his head, "And the Amethils thought themselves so high and mighty... I hope Raziel chokes on this."

An exhausted bard nods after reading the missive. Immediately deciding to send it off to his nephew, whom he knows will love this idea as much as he does. "Some dreams just take a little longer to actualize."

To Cleanse A Heart Upon a flowering field, o' the Sun did rise The gentle grace of light's pure tides Did still offer woe. Beyond the woe, a heart did feel Upon a ridgeline, the sky still teal But was it all there was? Severance And so did the Shaman walk, finding that field of clouds he was ever so fond of. The realm of his first pact laid before him. The Spirit of the land, lesser to Aztran, stood proud. "I know why you have come," Decreed the Lesser, "Are you certain?" "Never," replied the Shaman, "But, when one door opens—" "Another must close." they say in unison. And so did the Shaman revoke his tenets to Aztran, bringer of light and shepherd of stars. Connection Once it was done, t'was time to walk again. Moving forward to the realm of Akezo. Though the relationship between the Shaman and this Lesser was strained, after years of sour apples being brought, he had to try. Instead, what was done was spectacular. Upon walking: a new plane, from a new Lesser, found after being forgotten. A shame that it was forgotten. A blessing it shall be remembered. Upon finding the Spirit, the Shaman extended his hand forward... and dim light was established in the realm. A new connection birthed a new pact to replace the old. "Life, shaman. Protect life, safeguard it, hold it true. Bring me, K'Tiri, lesser to Akezo, champions." "It shall be so."

whats the biggest lesson youve learned since joining?

MC Name: AuJy Discord: otter._. Image: Description of Image: Self-portrait of the Handsomest Bard in Aevos. Dimensions: 1 wide, 1 long (1x1)

A bard softly weeps as they were not present . . . and do not know the on-goings of the event.