An Illuminating Visit ---&RPaward

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An Illuminating Visit ---&RPaward

Post by Theresa » Fri Mar 31, 2023 6:43 am

Ely edit Dec 28 2022:

1-6 qps, depending on length and quality.

Rplizer +1 qps : x
Extra meticulous edit +1 qps : o
Length bonus +1-2 qps : o
Part of a series +1 qps: x

Summary: +1 qps : x

Total: 6 qps, also awarding 3 qps to Kashvi and Alyse, and 1 to Fyra.

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POV: Theresa
Others:
Kashvi, Alyse, and Fyra

I woke up a bit later than I wanted to meet Mistress Alyse who was already up and ready to go. I realized I was out of something important but was told there would be another joining us so I had some time. I had to run to bake as many cakes as I could for the festivity so I coached to Caemlyn cooked my not so little rear off and got back about the same time as our new guest.

The Great Tree
A narrow entry way opens up into a large, beautiful common room. Tables and
benches lay situated around a wooden stage that sits against a wall at the
back of the room. Delicious smells waft from the doorway that leads into
the kitchen. Soft lights cast a comfortable glow around the inn, giving it
a feeling of home.
[ obvious exits: E ]
Zone: Cairhien
Tucked away in the corner, a stone chest collects untold ages of dust.
A black cat meanders to an unknown destination.
A watchguard surveys the city streets here.
A haughty innkeeper surveys the common room.


Northern Gate Into the Sun Palace
The Sun Palace looms over everything from the gate. Huge wooden doors,
carved in the rising sun and gilded over almost every exposed inch. Flower
beds, meticulously cared for and pruned into straight lines and square beds
surround the gate. The hard stone of the palace gleams dully and adds to
the rich exterior of the Sun Palace.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: The Sun Palace
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
A wild stallion bucks madly.
A Sun Palace gate guard stands here, attending to his post.
A Sun Palace gate guard stands here, attending to his post.

Alyse grins evilly.

Alyse says 'What a lovely band of ladies we have here.'

Kashvi pokes Theresa in the ribs.

Theresa smiles happily.

Theresa says 'Wisdom Kashvi'

Theresa says 'An honor to meet you.'

Kashvi says 'Yes'

Kashvi says 'I imagine it is'

Alyse chuckles politely.

Kashvi looks at Theresa.

Alyse rolls her eyes and whispers something about Wisdoms.

Alyse grins evilly.

Theresa says 'I am Theresa, someone aspiring to be as one tenth the Wisdom you are one day.'

Theresa nods, confident this buttering up worked.

Kashvi says 'Your flattery is both transparent and effective'

Kashvi nods to herself, she must need reassurance.

Theresa lets out a small laugh, followed by a snort.

Alyse seems to breathe in deeply.

Alyse says 'So, shall we make our way to the fine city of Maerone?'

Kashvi beckons everyone to follow her.

Theresa says 'I am ready when you are.'

Theresa says 'Please be careful, still many ruffians.'

Kashvi starts riding a wild stallion.

Alyse says 'I believe we should follow Kashvi'

Theresa mutters under her breath.

Kashvi says 'Surely the warrant of the Guild shall take us safely through'

Alyse is now a member of Kashvi's group.

Kashvi nods at Alyse.

Kashvi leaves north riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves north riding a white-maned pony.
An avid Illuminator leaves north. ^^
Theresa follows Kashvi.

A Dusty Track
Here, at the edge of the village, you can see a steamed-up window on a
wall of a building westward and a flint and brick cottage towards the east,
beyond a hedge. Further north, towards the edge of the village, it becomes
increasingly difficult to tell where the countryside starts and the road
ends. Still, the road to the south is easy to make out, albeit surrounded
by hedges through which there are paths leading to varous cottages.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Maerone
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
A sailor is here.

Kashvi pats a white-maned pony on her head.

A sailor leaves north. ^^
The sun sets.

Kashvi produces an apple and clandestinely feeds it to the pony.

Kashvi leaves south riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves south riding a white-maned pony.
An avid Illuminator leaves south. vv
Theresa follows Kashvi.


A Cobbled Farmyard
Aged and weathered, the paving bricks of the courtyard in front of this
farmhouse all radiate outwards from the well at its center. The farmhouse
itself is made of solid old oak planks, and there are lichens growing here
and there on the walls, which look solid enough but ancient. A barred gate
to the south firmly impedes any progress in that direction, as does the
barred door to the east.
[ obvious exits: N ]
Zone: Maerone
A large stone well is here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A poor, solemn villager walks by.
A young woman walks by.
The Maerone town crier stands here, spreading the news.

Theresa bellows 'All citizens of Maerone please gather for a show that will change your life.'

Alyse says 'Flattery will get you everywhere, Wisdom.'

Alyse says 'It's just us, I'm afraid.'

A man tickles your head with his pierce.
Theresa tries to pierce a man, but he parries successfully.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.
The night has begun.

Theresa gasps in astonishment.

Theresa tries to pierce a man, but he parries successfully.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.

Theresa says 'HOW DARE YOU SIR'

Theresa tries to pierce a man, but he parries successfully.
A man barely tickles your left leg with his pierce.




Kashvi stings a man's right arm hard.

Kashvi tries to sting a man, but he deflects the blow.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
A man tickles your body with his pierce.

Kashvi stings a man's left foot very hard.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!

Kashvi stings a man's head hard.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.

A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!

A man leaves north.

Kashvi leaves north riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves north riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A plainly dressed man walks by and suddenly an odd feeling passes over you.

Someone says 'You Theresa!!! You will die before your time!! '
A man tickles your right hand with his pierce.

Kashvi stings a man's body hard.

Kashvi stings a man's left arm hard.
Theresa pierce a man's left leg very hard.
A man tickles your left arm with his pierce.

Kashvi stings a man's body extremely hard.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.
Theresa pierce a man's body.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!
A man leaves east.

Alyse giggles.

Kashvi leaves east riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves east riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Hedges, walls and fences stand jumbled in disorder here, enclosing
Maerone's village plots, most of which have a typical cottage garden. The
lack of order beside the road is nothing compared to the forest further
east, and continues to the west as you get further into the village. A
Sandstone Cottage can be seen to the north, and a two-story building
stands to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Maerone
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A plainly dressed man walks by and suddenly an odd feeling passes over you.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.

Kashvi stings a gray palfrey's left arm very hard.

Kashvi panics, and attempts to flee!
Kashvi tries to flee, but is too exhausted!

Someone says 'You Theresa!!! You will die before your time!! '
A man tickles your right leg with his pierce.
Theresa pierce a man's head hard.
A gray palfrey tries to hit Kashvi, but she parries successfully.
Kashvi stings a gray palfrey's right arm hard.

Kashvi panics, and attempts to flee!

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!

Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
Kashvi has arrived from the west, riding a wild stallion.

A man leaves west.

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves west riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves west riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
The three-storey buildings facing each other across this part of the road
through the village both have barrels, empty bottles and besotted drunks
strewn outside their front doors. The unmistakable sounds of inebriation
come from inside: raucus shouts, dreadful singing and drunken yells.
Periodically, drunks emerge from these bars, hurling abuse at the locals or
jeering at the female villagers as they pass by. Most locals avoid these
inns, gladly leaving this part of town for the main village to the west or
for the other part of the village to the east.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Kashvi leaves east riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves east riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Kashvi leaves east riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves east riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Hedges, walls and fences stand jumbled in disorder here, enclosing
Maerone's village plots, most of which have a typical cottage garden. The
lack of order beside the road is nothing compared to the forest further
east, and continues to the west as you get further into the village. A
Sandstone Cottage can be seen to the north, and a two-story building
stands to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Maerone
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves west riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Kashvi leaves south riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves south riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Cobbled Farmyard
Aged and weathered, the paving bricks of the courtyard in front of this
farmhouse all radiate outwards from the well at its center. The farmhouse
itself is made of solid old oak planks, and there are lichens growing here
and there on the walls, which look solid enough but ancient. A barred gate
to the south firmly impedes any progress in that direction, as does the
barred door to the east.
[ obvious exits: N ]
Zone: Maerone
A large stone well is here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A plainly dressed man walks by and suddenly an odd feeling passes over you.
A poor, solemn villager walks by.
A young woman walks by.
The Maerone town crier stands here, spreading the news.

Someone says 'You Theresa!!! You will die before your time!! '
A man barely tickles your head with his pierce.

A man clumsily approaches Kashvi, broadcasting his intentions.
Kashvi stings a man's body very hard.
Theresa pierce a man's body very hard.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!

Kashvi stings a man's left arm very hard.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.

Theresa gasps in astonishment.

A man leaves north.

Kashvi leaves north riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves north riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Someone says 'You Theresa!!! You will die before your time!! '
A man tickles your body with his pierce.
Theresa pierce a man's right leg hard.
A man barely tickles your body with his pierce.

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves west riding a white-maned pony.

Kashvi has arrived from the west, riding a wild stallion.
Alyse has arrived from the west, riding a white-maned pony.
An avid Illuminator has arrived from the west.

Kashvi stings a man's body hard.

A white-maned pony flickers its ears.
A man panics, and attempts to flee!

Kashvi tries to sting a man, but he parries successfully.
Theresa pierce a man's body hard.
Theresa gets a water skin from a backpack.
A man leaves east.

Kashvi leaves east riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves east riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Hedges, walls and fences stand jumbled in disorder here, enclosing
Maerone's village plots, most of which have a typical cottage garden. The
lack of order beside the road is nothing compared to the forest further
east, and continues to the west as you get further into the village. A
Sandstone Cottage can be seen to the north, and a two-story building
stands to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Maerone
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A plainly dressed man walks by and suddenly an odd feeling passes over you.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.

A man panics, and attempts to flee!
A man leaves west.

Kashvi leaves west riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves west riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Someone says 'You Theresa!!! You will die before your time!! '
A man tickles your right arm with his pierce.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A man is here, fighting YOU!

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A man is here, fighting YOU!

Kashvi tries to sting a man, but he parries successfully.

Kashvi stings a man's left foot hard.
Theresa pierce a man's right arm very hard.
A man tickles your body with his pierce.

Alyse joins Kashvi's fight!

A man panics, and attempts to flee!

A man barely pierces your right leg.

Theresa starts paying increased attention to her surroundings.

Alyse tries to slash a man, but he parries successfully.
Kashvi stings a man's body.
Theresa pierce a man's right arm hard.
A man is dead! R.I.P.
Theresa receive your share of experience...
Oh, much better the second time around.
Theresa's blood freezes as you hear a man's death cry.

A Dusty Track
Villagers visitors and carts rush by on the village road, stopping over in
this part of town to catch a brew in one of the many bars. Beyond the hedge
to the north, a well-tended cottage garden sits amidst the bustle of
passers-by. To the south, the cobbles of the farmyard virtually reach onto
the village road itself, which continues to both the east and west.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Maerone
Door north: woodendoor
The corpse of a man is lying here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.

Kashvi leaves south riding a wild stallion.
Alyse leaves south riding a white-maned pony.
Theresa follows someone.

A Cobbled Farmyard
Aged and weathered, the paving bricks of the courtyard in front of this
farmhouse all radiate outwards from the well at its center. The farmhouse
itself is made of solid old oak planks, and there are lichens growing here
and there on the walls, which look solid enough but ancient. A barred gate
to the south firmly impedes any progress in that direction, as does the
barred door to the east.
[ obvious exits: N ]
Zone: Maerone
A large stone well is here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
An avid Illuminator stands here gripping a pouch of black powder.
Mistress Alyse di'Natael Barocam, High Council is standing here, riding a white-maned pony.
Kashvi Singh - The Kaf Must Flow! is standing here, riding a wild stallion.
A poor, solemn villager walks by.
A young woman walks by.
The Maerone town crier stands here, spreading the news.

Kashvi says 'there we go'

Kashvi mutters to herself in complete disgust.

Theresa stops paying increased attention to her surroundings.

Alyse says 'There!'

Theresa stops riding him.

Kashvi says 'These refugees need their morale improved for sure!'

Alyse says 'If he didn't want to pay for the show, he could have just said so.'

Alyse grins evilly.

Alyse nods in agreement.

Alyse says 'I agree!'

Theresa watches as the townsfolk and others gather into the area.

Theresa gives a cake with white icing to Alyse.

give cake kashvi

Theresa gives a piping hot applecake to Kashvi.

Alyse grins evilly.

A villager leaves north.

Kashvi produces quite the most wretched attempt at crochet you have ever seen.
Alyse turns and fidgets with the cake.

Theresa starts walking around to the people handing out cake.

Theresa says 'Eat it slow, I want to make sure there is enough for everyone.'

Kashvi proceeds to make the amorphous tangle of threads worth by the violent application of her hooks.

Kashvi tastes a little bit of a piping hot applecake.

The sky starts to get cloudy.

Kashvi mumbles around a mouthful of crumbs 'pretty good!'

Alyse sips on a stoneware mug.

Alyse begins to stab tubes into the area around her, whistling a happy tune.

Theresa smiles at Kashvi, 'Ask Wisdom Vhalerie how my first one was. I had to practice after that awful thing I made.'

Alyse tucks a crumb back into her mouth as she slurs "I agree!"

Alyse giggles.

Kashvi snickers softly.

A villager has arrived from the north.

Kashvi says 'practice makes poultice!'

Theresa walks around handing out blankets for those that need them to sit on.

Theresa says 'If you do not have a chair let me know and I will give you a blanket.'

Kashvi continues to massacre her crochet.

Theresa peeks over at what is being crocheted.

Kashvi bites at her tongue in concentration. Whatever the original pattern was it is lost in a knot of botched stitches.

Alyse reconfigures the display upon the ground, her tongue sticking out in concentration.

Theresa nods at Kashvi, approving of what she is doing.

Kashvi gets a wealth of gold crowns from a backpack.

Theresa says, 'I am sure it will be great' not making eye contact.

Kashvi gives some coins to Alyse.

Alyse puts some coins in an embroidered, cotton shoulder bag.

Theresa puts water skins on each of the tables that had been set up.

Kashvi says 'Im sure it will make a wonderful hat... just got to figure out this drop stitch...'

Kashvi gets a large slab of meat from a backpack.

Kashvi gives a large slab of meat to Alyse.

Alyse giggles.

Alyse thanks Kashvi heartily.

Alyse eats a large slab of meat.

Theresa walks about around handing out skins to those on the blankets.

Theresa looks over at Kashvi, 'I would help but never tried that in my life.'

Kashvi says 'Its super easy'

The sun rises.

A Cairhienin cavalry commander has arrived from the north, riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman has arrived from the north, riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman has arrived from the north, riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman has arrived from the north, riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman has arrived from the north, riding a dust-colored gelding.
Kashvi frowns as her hook becomes completely lodged in the tangle.

A Cairhienin cavalry commander leaves north riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman leaves north riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman leaves north riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman leaves north riding a dust-colored gelding.
A Cairhienin horseman leaves north riding a dust-colored gelding.

Theresa says 'Good of you to join us.'

Kashvi says 'an Audience...'

Theresa says 'Of course just like the Cairhienins....'

Alyse says 'It's no wonder that so many Cairienen fled here'

Kashvi says 'A shifty people'

Alyse says 'It's so beautiful.'

A wild stallion lays its ears flat against its neck.

Kashvi winks suggestively at Theresa.

Alyse arches an eyebrow.

Theresa mutters under her breath, 'They just let people die here nonstop with no action.

The day has begun.

Theresa says 'Shame on them.'

Alyse says 'We are a peaceful people who did not deserve war to visit us.'

Kashvi says 'The Game of Houses doesn't think much of refugees '

Theresa says 'I completely agree and all these years later Cairhien continues to allow Andor and Tear to hold them hostage.'

Alyse says 'I would not tell the king as much, but I do agree with you.'

Theresa narrowing her eyes, 'With Cairhien dependent on on the grain from others why would their neighbors even help?'

Alyse arches her brow. 'Out of compassion, perhaps?'

Kashvi nods knowingly despite clearly being completely out of her depth.

Alyse drinks water from a water skin.

Theresa says 'I mean help with this crisis? As long as everyone flees Cairhien they have to pay Andor and Tear for grain.'

A villager leaves north.

Theresa says 'There must be a way for the farms to be started back up here so no dependency is needed
along with everyone leaving.'

Alyse says 'I try not to get involved in local politics. I'm technically not allowed by my Guild, but they are all very aware of where my heart lies.'

A warhorse pricks its ears forward and looks alert.

Theresa says 'Well I do not want to be involved and I just want to help this town.'

Alyse says 'Perhaps if certain folks don't show up and cause such a disturbance that war follows them...'

A warhorse swishes the flies off its back with its tail.

Alyse nods at Theresa.

Theresa says 'But it seems that I may have to cause a lil trouble....'

Kashvi nods in agreement.

Theresa of course...nothing out of hand.

Alyse says 'But of course.'

Theresa says 'But to just allow murderers roam these streets is a travesty.'

Kashvi says 'I wonder why they don't cultivate their own fields, it seems like if they have space for vineyards they might grow something they could eat'

Theresa wipes the cake off of her face before starting on another piece.

Alyse says 'I absolutely agree. I cannot wander the streets even during the daylight without a drawn blade of some kind.'

Kashvi says 'Though I have heard Lord Meneril is... absorbed in other matters.'

Kashvi coughs delicately.

Theresa rolls her eyes, since Cairhien lost the war with the Aiel everyone has fled.

A villager has arrived from the north.

Alyse says 'You mean absorbed in treachery?'

Theresa smacks her thigh, 'Do not get me started on that useless person of a Lord.

Kashvi says 'I was thinking of that bevy of young 'servants' he keeps with him'

Theresa nods at her.

Alyse says 'On that, we are both of the same mind.'

Theresa says 'They just let him up here ruling the roost.'

Theresa says 'But I tell you what if I am ever lucky enough to be called a Wisdom...'

Alyse whispers 'I do not get involved in gossip, of course, but certainly I have seen some...happenings'

Kashvi says 'He might well be in need of a poultice to ease certain discomforts'

Theresa lowers her voice, 'I will do what I can to rid this town of him.'

Theresa eats the cake.

Theresa eats the cake.

Theresa eats the cake.

Theresa eats the cake.

Theresa eats the cake.

Theresa looks around as she eats the cake, 'Do not judge me.'

Kashvi frowns.

Alyse says 'King Galldrian made me an honorary Lady of the City, and to that end I have been very appreciative of the way he tends to run things.'

Theresa says 'Well, I am glad he treats you well, you deserve it.'

Theresa says 'As does everyone else of this nation.'

Alyse smiles at Theresa.

Kashvi tugs at her hopelessly entangled crochet hook for a moment, and then quickly puts the whole mess into her pack.

Theresa looks around trying to sneak another piece of cake.

Alyse says 'I wasn't overly thrilled when we were moved out of the city proper to go live in the hills so that a den for Children could be put in our stead.'

Kashvi says 'It seems to me....'

Theresa looks at Kashvi, 'Oh, is it done?'

Alyse says 'But, I have gotten used to the new abode.'

Kashvi coughs with embarassment.

Kashvi says 'ermm... for now'

Theresa glares at Alyse at the mention of Children.
Kashvi frowns.

Alyse nods at Theresa.

Theresa says 'I hope I never have to see another one of those after fleeing Amadicia.'

Kashvi says 'I would have thought the chances of burning down the city were about even'

Alyse says 'I have had a few run-ins with them.'

Kashvi says 'Brands of fire for fire brands'

Kashvi snickers softly.

Alyse comforts Theresa.

Alyse says 'Two brothers, actually...'

Alyse says 'It resulted in a most unpleasant trip that involved thumbscrews.'

Theresa nods at Alyse, 'I am sure they were of the no good kind.'

Alyse smoothes out her skirts.

Kashvi shivers uncomfortably.

Kashvi says 'I try to steer clear of them myself, they have been known to mistake an innocent healing draught for all manner of nonsense'

Theresa says 'Luckily, many have not been on but there are still a few I see moving abouts.'

Alyse says 'Aye, definitely. Perhaps you have heard of the infamy of Anor and Vaylor?'

Alyse chuckles politely.

A villager leaves north.

Kashvi ponders life, the universe, and everything.

Theresa nods at Kasvhi, crumbs falling from her face, 'I am sure they are...mistakes.'

Theresa says 'The names I have heard but they must be old and retired as I never saw them in person.'

Kashvi says 'I have not, I hope their poor mother stopped before she ran out of prefixes for 'or''

The clouds disappear.

Alyse giggles.

Theresa ponders to herself, 'Actually, I did see Anor when the first wars started against the Red Eagles.

Alyse says 'They were MOST disagreeable!'

Alyse nods to herself, she must need reassurance.

Kashvi says 'They sound reprehensible'

Alyse nods at Theresa.

Kashvi says 'Thumbscrews ...'

Theresa says 'We can only hope they are bed ridden by now.'

Kashvi mutters to herself in complete disgust.

Alyse says 'I escaped with my life. Barely.'

Alyse says 'flea ridden, perhaps.'

Alyse grins evilly.

Kashvi snickers softly.

A noble has arrived from the north.

Kashvi says 'May each hair on their heads be well thriced by the flail'

Alyse grins at Kashvi.

Theresa says 'Would be too less of a punishment for that kind.'

Kashvi nods in agreement.

The sun sets.

Kashvi sheathes a throwing spike into a decadent white leather dress with a plunging neckline.

A noble leaves north. ^^

Kashvi says 'I appear to have misplaced my knife'

A white-maned pony pricks its ears forward and looks alert.
Kashvi mutters to herself in complete disgust.

Kashvi rubs Macaroni's flank.

Theresa says 'Please, keep moving in filling in from the front to the back.'

Villagers and their families begin to sit upon blankets

Alyse finishes her preparations for the show. 'There! I think that will about do it!'

Theresa passes out some cake to those walking in.
Fyra has arrived from the north.
Alyse nods to herself, she must need reassurance.

A woman gestures with a hand.

Fyra smiles happily.

Alyse tastes a little bit of a cake with white icing.

*KERBOOM* A loud explosion is heard in the distance.

Fyra whistles appreciatively.

Theresa says 'Good day, Aes Sedai thank you for coming.'

Alyse smiles happily.

Fyra says 'Greetings Theresa'

Alyse says 'Good day!'

Kashvi says 'Hello Aes Sedai'

Fyra says 'Hears the noise while collecting this meteorite'

Fyra shows a dull-gleaming hunk of rock to Theresa.

Alyse says 'Please make yourself comfortable, we are about to begin!'

Theresa says 'What a nice rock.'

Fyra sits down and rests.

Kashvi says 'Very nice'

Kashvi nods at Theresa.

Theresa says 'So dull, yet gleaming.'

Fyra puts a dull-gleaming hunk of rock in a small purse.

Alyse stops riding a white-maned pony.

Alyse pats a white-maned pony on her head.

Theresa gives a strawberry cheesecake to Fyra.

Fyra says 'The Browns will look at it'

Alyse says 'This is my trusty pony, Macaroni.'

Kashvi says 'That is what they said about me when I was learning my letters'

A warhorse swishes the flies off its back with its tail.

Theresa says 'If anyone else is in need of water or food please let me know.'

Kashvi smiles with misplaced pride.

Theresa begins walking around the crowns checking on everyone.

Theresa gives a thick hunk of peppered beef to Alyse.

Alyse thanks Theresa heartily.

Alyse eats a thick hunk of peppered beef.

Theresa says 'I cooked that up myself.'

Fyra eats a strawberry cheesecake.

Kashvi gets a large slab of meat from a backpack.

Kashvi eats a large slab of meat.

The soupy fog pools thickly on the ground

It tastes like water.

It tastes like water.

Alyse emerges from the smoke, a rust-colored cloak draped over one shoulder with exquisite golden embroidery all down the edges depicting a vining of leaves, fruits, and vegetables.

Alyse radiates autumn, as her newly-dyed bright-red hair curls from beneath a crown of colored leaves encircling her head.

Theresa’s eyes lock onto Alyse for a moment before continuing to check on everyone.

Kashvi explodes with whistles and cheers.

Alyse smiles at Theresa.

Kashvi whispers to you, 'I wonder what she uses for dye'

As the smoke clears you notice several bronze items that look like eggs

Alyse drinks water from a water skin.

Encircling the eggs are many tubes stabbed into the ground.

Suddenly every light in the city goes out all at once.

Fyra gasps in astonishment.

Kashvi whispers to you, 'red ochre maybe'

Alyse beams a smile at Fyra.

Kashvi gasps in astonishment.

Theresa holds a childs hand telling them to stay calm.

It is completely pitch black around you

Theresa says 'There, there child.'

Kashvi jumps with delight.

Theresa is a bit startled but smiles.

Fyra looks on with astonishment.

The ground beneath you shakes violently.

Theresa sits down holding the childs hand still, wrapping her arm around another.

The city is suddenly alight with brilliant purple sparks.

The sparks fan out in all directions encompassing the city

The golden stag inn is illuminated by violet blooms

Fyra whistles appreciatively.

Theresa starts to laugh, followed by a loud snort in excitement.

The snow is coming down more heavily now.

Kashvi stares upwards in amazement.

Alyse is seen twirling slowly, her cloak masking her movements. You suddenly hear wild hissing and spitting from newly-lit fuses.

Another loud series of explosions rocks the park.

Theresa moves her arm from around the child grabbing his hand too.

Theresa raises both kids hands up in the air to cheer on the show as they laugh together.

Alyse looks calmly at the child and gives a look of comfort.

At once several blooms erupt from the night sky

A red bloom on the left and an orange bloom on the right expands.

Kashvi explodes with whistles and cheers.

Alyse swirls beneath the glowing sky as yellow blooms join the others far above her head.

Theresa looks at both children, 'I told you it would be OK.' as she stands up to walk around the room.

Alyse rolls forward, her cloak flayed in all directions around her. A bronze dragon egg appears in her hands, and after she briskly spins in place, the egg is launched mysteriously far.

Alyse continues a circling dance, as more dragon eggs are seen whizzing rapidly upwards.

Theresa looks at Alyse wondering how a woman could be so nimble.

The sky suddenly explodes into huge balls of orange.

Fyra looks up expectantly.

The balls begin to take the form of huge spring tulips

Theresa looks down at her belly that has grown recently from cake, curious if she could do the same movements.

The river gate inn suddenly has glowing tulips hovering above it.

Alyse flicks her wrist, as Lightsticks appear within her hand. A deft movement of fingers sends sparks flying from the Lightsticks and towards several fuses.

Kashvi says 'How does she do that!?'

The fuses wiggle wildly as fire sparkles towards the tubes

Theresa walks over to Kashvi, 'Must have been a decade of practice.'

Theresa catches a whiff of burning sulfur in the air.

Alyse grins at Theresa.

The day has begun.

Fyra says 'This is quite the performance. '

Several rockets scream higher and higher towards the tulip forms.

Loud booming sets you off balance as the rockets explode.

Kashvi stares upwards in open mouthed wonder.

Within the tulip forms appear pale lavender shapes.

Theresa whispers to Kashvi, "I tell you what, these people thought they were just getting an Illuminator but to be in the presence of a Mistress Illuminator. What a treat.'

The lavender spreads out forming bunches of spring crocus.

Several rockets you didn’t notice burst all around the crocus.

Theresa startles and jumps a bit.

Brilliant swirling streamers zig and zag across Maerone.

Alyse dips low, her cloak fanning out around her. As she springs upwards, her red hair extends in all directions.

Kashvi smiles at Theresa.

Theresa clutching her chest and eyes wide open, 'Oh my, that one gave me the willies.'

While in midair Alyse arches her back and flips backwards.

Kashvi whispers to you, 'food and a little distraction from their plight will do them the world of good '

Alyse lands smoothly back on her feet. The crowd around you gasps as several rockets shake madly and begin their ascent. You didn't even see her light them!

More rockets chase the first batch resulting in a cacophony of noise

Each rocket bursts high above where yellow circles form in clusters.

Fyra whispers to Theresa, "I have not seen a more astonishing performance from any Illuminator."

Suddenly what looks like a cake appears in alyses hands.

Alyse tosses the cake up into the air with great force.

The cake flies unnaturally high exploding alongside the other lights.

Theresa nods at Fyra, 'And I do not think you ever will.'
Theresa emote: Theresa nods at Fyra, 'And I do not think you ever will.'

Alyse grins 'That one was by request of Theresa'

Fyra smiles happily.

Around each yellow circle yellow petals flare out all around them

Theresa smiles at her.

The clusters of white and yellow begin to take the shape of daisies

The flowers above spread out and waft across the city

Unexpectedly the petals seem to pop off each flower

Theresa looks around the room at the townsfolk smiling, laughing, and enjoying the show.

One at a time the petals make their way towards the treeline

Kashvi starts at the unexpected detonations before clapping with delight.

Boom pop boom pop pop pop

The snow stops.

More blooms explode around the flowers in the night sky

The scene above brings memories of childhood fields of flowers

Theresa stands up and claps fast, her belly jiggling a bit much.

Alyse snaps her hands out from within her cloak. Several bright sparks explode just inches from thetop of your head!

Theresa ducks down.

Alyse spins crazily, lighting the last of the fuses atop stakes stabbed into the grass. As the wicks burn towards the tubes, you notice Alyse's hands disappear within her sleeves.

Theresa shakes her head smiling and letting out a snort.

Alyse flings her hands out of her sleeves in one quick motion. A handful of colorful sparklers appear.

Alyse Tosses sparklers into the crowd. You easily catch your favorite color.

A villager woman has arrived from the north.

The last of the rockets ascend to the sound of deep thunder

Fyra waves her sparkler proudly in the air.

The city is alight with repeated bursts of color high above

Alyse beams a smile at Fyra.

Kashvi watches children chase each other, waving sparklers and giggling.

Every color of the rainbow is depicted in the expanding circles

Several lights spiral around the others in high pitched whistling

The spirals leave a trail of green behind them like swaying grass

Theresa can barely remain standing as the ground beneath you quakes

More reverberations shake the countryside

Theresa begins to walk around checking on everyone patting them on their shoulder as she moves on.

Continuous detonations pound within your ears

The sky is bursting with repeated rockets ignited in all directions

Fyra whistles appreciatively.

n the thundering finally stops the colors above softly waft down

Kashvi glances out over the river, painted with reflected brilliance.

The city looks magical as the colors continue to sparkle

Alyse bends low to flourish, the fires above her begin to fade, giving her an almost ethereal look.

Fyra stops resting, and clambers on her feet.

Fyra explodes with whistles and cheers.

Kashvi explodes with whistles and cheers.

Alyse says 'Thank you so much for coming to our Spring Show! I hope it brought a smile to your faces and filled you with the hope and promise of spring.'

Fyra smiles happily.

Fyra says 'A wonderful show.'

Kashvi nods in agreement.

Alyse says 'Thank you very much.'

Kashvi says 'Tremendous!'

Alyse beams a smile at Fyra.

Theresa looks around at all the smiling faces, then runs up to Alyse hugging her.

Fyra says 'Maerone was lucky to have your presence and mastery here tonight.'
Alyse hugs Theresa.

Kashvi nods in agreement.

Alyse says 'That is very kind of you to say.'

A white-maned pony lays its ears flat against its neck.

Theresa says 'Thank you so much' as she begings to cry a bit.'

A warhorse swishes the flies off its back with its tail.

Alyse grins evilly.

Theresa says 'Something they will never forget.'

Kashvi says 'I cannot imagine a small village like this gets such a treat more than once a generation or so'

Theresa says 'Certainly not I would think.'

Alyse says 'I am so pleased. I am always happy to put on a show, especially for a great cause such as this.'

Alyse starts riding a white-maned pony.

Fyra says 'Theresa, rumor is you are raising funds for Maerone?'

Theresa passes out the remaining cake, food, water, and clothing before everyone hurries off.

Alyse says 'Would you mind riding to the city so that we may let my Guildsperson know I have performed this show tonight?'

Theresa says 'I have been doing fundraisers, yes'

A wild stallion flickers its ears.

Fyra smiles happily.

Theresa nods at her.

Alyse says 'Please follow Kashvi :)'

Fyra says 'I'd be happy to donate to your cause when you are available.'

Theresa says 'It would be an honor for an Aes Sedai to donate to these people.'

Fyra nods in agreement.

Alyse smiles happily.

Kashvi smiles happily.

Theresa says 'Would show them there are plenty from all nations doing so.'

Kashvi beckons Fyra to follow her.

Fyra says 'Also, if there is need for a clinic to be set up here for some help with the numerous health issues, I'd be willing to help at times.'