Elmitsu Makes a New Friend IV & V
Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2024 1:01 pm
Elmitsu Makes a New Friend IV: Guild Secrets
Characters: Elmitsu, Plando
Summary: Accepted Elmitsu meets an Illuminator and welcomes him to Tar Valon (she came for dinner, but she stayed for the show).
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Elmitsu smiles sweetly as she trots into the Square, spying the pair of illuminators.
Plando blinks his eyes innocently.
Elmitsu says, pitching her voice, "The Light keep you, sirs. Welcome to Tar Valon!"
Plando pauses from fiddling with something that looks dangerous.
Plando says 'ahh, here here.'
Plando says 'light uhh.'
Plando hisses under his breath as something appears to pinch one of his exposed fingers.
Plando says 'yes.. light bless ye, here in this square.'
Plando smacks a bronze cube aggressively.
Elmitsu's eyes are drawn to whatever artifact occupies Plando's attention. She drifts forward as if drawn by an invisible string.
A bronze cube begins to click and make noises.
Elmitsu says 'May I ask what you're working on?'
Plando says 'this?'
Elmitsu says 'Yes . . . it made a little -click.-'
Plando says 'this is a .. device for lighting fires on a whim.'
Elmitsu replicates the clicking sound as best she's able.
Plando brandishes a strange brass cube.
Elmitsu says 'How clever?'
Plando clicks the bronze button on the top of the cube.
Elmitsu says 'Is it a . . . ter'angreal?'
A tiny click can be heard from the cube
A brilliant little flame ignites from the cube dancing lazily on the wind.
Elmitsu blinks her eyes like a doll every time the cube clicks.
Elmitsu repeats, "How perfectly clever . . ."
Plando says 'no no, it's made with metal, springs, sprockets.'
Plando says 'and hundreds of hours of getting things wrong before getting them right.'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu mutters the word, "sprockets," under her breath as if she were auditioning it for
later.
Plando says 'it runs off of fuel, much like a lantern's kerosene.'
Elmitsu says 'Getting things wrong is the first step toward getting them right, after all.'
The sun sets, washing the city in fiery colors.
Plando says 'but, it's not staying lit for very long.'
Plando says 'so it seems, we're well on our way in that department.'
Plando frowns.
Elmitsu says 'Do you need help, sir?'
Plando says 'I'm afraid it's riddled with guild secrets and math.'
Plando says 'I think it's the fuel.'
Plando says 'I need a higher quality oil I think to run it in the wind.'
Plando says 'it's just not strong enough.'
Elmitsu bats her large eyes winningly, "Do you think the Illuminators guild will return soon to Tar Valon with a show? I should like to see that."
Plando says 'I believe something could be managed.'
Plando says 'these days, it's all paperwork and management.'
Plando scowls darkly.
Elmitsu comforts Plando.
Plando says 'I miss the days of just rolling into town and lighting things on fire.'
Elmitsu says 'I would be happy to help you however I can!'
Elmitsu says 'I can spread the word, at least . . . I'm good at that.'
Plando day dreams for a moment, the nostalgia washing over him.
Plando says 'I always carry a little something on me though..'
Elmitsu looks wistful too, as if she were somehow caught up in Plando's fancy.
Plando reaches deep into a charred bag slung about his shoulder.
Plando produces three pearly white orbs of shiny porcelain adorned with canary yellow swirls of
color.
Plando says 'From the Isles of Jafar..'
Elmitsu watches Plando eagerly, the force of her attention winnowed to a point as she
ignores nearly everything else happening around her.
Plando rolls the three balls around in his open palm briefly.
Plando lazily lets the porcelain balls fall onto the exposed hard cobblestone floors below.
Elmitsu's large eyes are somehow made even larger as she watches the Illuminator ply his
craft.
A resounding shatter of the orbs meeting the paved stones below breaks the night’s silence.
Swirling plumes of bright sunflower colored smoke erupt from the shattered orbs.
Elmitsu might as well be suspended from a hook, so entranced is she in the little pageant
unfolding before her.
Bolts of fizzling light shoot out from the smoking orbs.
Dancing and flitting about your feet they whiz around the square.
As quickly as they had arrived they disappear with loud popping noises.
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu claps her hands together in delight as the orbs begin spitting smoke and
prismatic light. She steps back only to prevent her banded hem from catching an errant ember.
Plando produces a tiny glass vial with wings shaped like a butterfly from the same bag.
Plando eyes the glass ornament carefully as he inspects a silvery flecked fuse in the lantern light.
Elmitsu gasps with pleasure, "I cannot believe . . . those do not use the One Power! They
are so beautiful and almost have a mind of their own."
Plando carefully places the silvery flecked fuse, sporting a grin on his face.
Plando says 'guild secrets.. guild secrets!~'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Plando carefully pours a pungent smelling powder into the top of the brilliant glass vial.
Plando holds the winged glass vial up to the stars before depressing the bronze cube in his good
hand.
Elmitsu's mouth is slightly agape, so absorbed is she in Plando's every movement.
A tiny flame erupts from the cube giving life to the silvery flecked fuse
A fizzling noise hisses as it climbs the length of the long fuse
It starts to rain.
The fuse disappears into the bottom of the winged glass vial and all is quiet for a moment.
Plando tosses the vial haphazardly in the air overhead.
Elmitsu holds a hand to her chest in pantomimed shock and anticipation.
The winged vial erupts with a loud screech propelling it into the air.
A brilliant sapphire tail of sparks propels the tiny vial towards the top of the Tower.
Pausing for a moment at the top it bursts left to right into a wash of sparkling light.
The White Tower glimmers, awash in a brilliant display of ocean blue lights.
The stars twinkle above as if applauding the show below.
Soft white ash envelopes the blueish sparks as they begin to fade and fall.
Elmitsu claps her hands together once more, the enthusiasm genuine if the force of her declamation is any indication, "How marvelous, sir! Beautiful."
The smell of sulphur cascades below floating on the harbor winds.
Plando grins evilly.
Elmitsu adds, as an aside, "And my favorite color! How did you know? Or did you?"
Plando says 'guild secrets.'
Plando winks suggestively at Elmitsu.
Elmitsu studies Plando as if searching for guild secrets.
Plando folds into a deep bow.
Plando says 'this concludes my event, thank you'
An avid Illuminator gets out a ledger and a fine quill.
An avid Illuminator says 'Fine patrons of the Guild, if you enjoyed my mentor's performance, SAY VERY WELL DONE ILLUMINATOR Plando.'
An avid Illuminator says 'If I nod at you it means I heard you, if not just say it again in a second.''
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu claps again, her delight nearly so palpable as whatever ash the firework display emitted.
Plando says 'Perhaps I should take to the road again.. A hiatus from paper work sounds quite nice.'
Elmitsu says 'VERY WELL DONE ILLUMINATOR Plando.'
An avid Illuminator nods at Elmitsu.
An avid Illuminator makes a note in his ledger.
Plando thanks Elmitsu heartily.
Plando bows before the tiny crowd.
Elmitsu says 'Truly though. That was a delight, sir.'
The night sky returns to its former self stars twinkling above
Plando grins evilly.
Elmitsu says 'I am only an Accepted, but you do have a new friend in Tar Valon.'
Plando says 'well, every journey begins with the first step.'
Plando says 'it seems you have several so you're quite well on your way.'
Elmitsu smiles again, and the expression echoes in her eyes and body language.
Elmitsu says 'If you ever need an assistant when you're performing here, just ask for Elmitsu.'
A Tower Guard has arrived from the west.
Plando says 'well. '
Plando says 'I suppose we can work something out.'
Elmitsu introduces herself by crossing her ankles and curtseying demurely for the Illuminator.
Plando reaches into a charred saddle bag, something that appears to be the source of endless
wonders.
Plando rummages for a moment before producing a wad of sparklers, wrapped in a blood red crimson
ribbon.
The rain stops.
Plando gives you a wad of sparklers wrapped in a red ribbon.
Plando says 'you can start with sparklers perhaps.'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu accepts the proffered gift as if she has just been handed real cuendillar.
Plando says 'if you don't burn anything down in a week's time, we'll move on to more fun things.'
Plando says 'it's best practice to properly douse them when finished.'
Plando says 'a bucket will do, or a nearby fountain.'
Elmitsu looks between the ribbon-wrapped package in her hands and the Illuminator, "Oh, how wonderful!"
Plando grimaces, thinking of a time they weren't properly doused.
Plando says 'usually I have nicer things..'
Plando says 'perhaps I'll go get them.'
Plando nods in agreement.
Plando leaves south riding a gray palfrey. vv
An avid Illuminator leaves south. vv
Characters: Elmitsu, Plando
Summary: Accepted Elmitsu meets an Illuminator and welcomes him to Tar Valon (she came for dinner, but she stayed for the show).
=-=-+--=+--=+
Elmitsu smiles sweetly as she trots into the Square, spying the pair of illuminators.
Plando blinks his eyes innocently.
Elmitsu says, pitching her voice, "The Light keep you, sirs. Welcome to Tar Valon!"
Plando pauses from fiddling with something that looks dangerous.
Plando says 'ahh, here here.'
Plando says 'light uhh.'
Plando hisses under his breath as something appears to pinch one of his exposed fingers.
Plando says 'yes.. light bless ye, here in this square.'
Plando smacks a bronze cube aggressively.
Elmitsu's eyes are drawn to whatever artifact occupies Plando's attention. She drifts forward as if drawn by an invisible string.
A bronze cube begins to click and make noises.
Elmitsu says 'May I ask what you're working on?'
Plando says 'this?'
Elmitsu says 'Yes . . . it made a little -click.-'
Plando says 'this is a .. device for lighting fires on a whim.'
Elmitsu replicates the clicking sound as best she's able.
Plando brandishes a strange brass cube.
Elmitsu says 'How clever?'
Plando clicks the bronze button on the top of the cube.
Elmitsu says 'Is it a . . . ter'angreal?'
A tiny click can be heard from the cube
A brilliant little flame ignites from the cube dancing lazily on the wind.
Elmitsu blinks her eyes like a doll every time the cube clicks.
Elmitsu repeats, "How perfectly clever . . ."
Plando says 'no no, it's made with metal, springs, sprockets.'
Plando says 'and hundreds of hours of getting things wrong before getting them right.'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu mutters the word, "sprockets," under her breath as if she were auditioning it for
later.
Plando says 'it runs off of fuel, much like a lantern's kerosene.'
Elmitsu says 'Getting things wrong is the first step toward getting them right, after all.'
The sun sets, washing the city in fiery colors.
Plando says 'but, it's not staying lit for very long.'
Plando says 'so it seems, we're well on our way in that department.'
Plando frowns.
Elmitsu says 'Do you need help, sir?'
Plando says 'I'm afraid it's riddled with guild secrets and math.'
Plando says 'I think it's the fuel.'
Plando says 'I need a higher quality oil I think to run it in the wind.'
Plando says 'it's just not strong enough.'
Elmitsu bats her large eyes winningly, "Do you think the Illuminators guild will return soon to Tar Valon with a show? I should like to see that."
Plando says 'I believe something could be managed.'
Plando says 'these days, it's all paperwork and management.'
Plando scowls darkly.
Elmitsu comforts Plando.
Plando says 'I miss the days of just rolling into town and lighting things on fire.'
Elmitsu says 'I would be happy to help you however I can!'
Elmitsu says 'I can spread the word, at least . . . I'm good at that.'
Plando day dreams for a moment, the nostalgia washing over him.
Plando says 'I always carry a little something on me though..'
Elmitsu looks wistful too, as if she were somehow caught up in Plando's fancy.
Plando reaches deep into a charred bag slung about his shoulder.
Plando produces three pearly white orbs of shiny porcelain adorned with canary yellow swirls of
color.
Plando says 'From the Isles of Jafar..'
Elmitsu watches Plando eagerly, the force of her attention winnowed to a point as she
ignores nearly everything else happening around her.
Plando rolls the three balls around in his open palm briefly.
Plando lazily lets the porcelain balls fall onto the exposed hard cobblestone floors below.
Elmitsu's large eyes are somehow made even larger as she watches the Illuminator ply his
craft.
A resounding shatter of the orbs meeting the paved stones below breaks the night’s silence.
Swirling plumes of bright sunflower colored smoke erupt from the shattered orbs.
Elmitsu might as well be suspended from a hook, so entranced is she in the little pageant
unfolding before her.
Bolts of fizzling light shoot out from the smoking orbs.
Dancing and flitting about your feet they whiz around the square.
As quickly as they had arrived they disappear with loud popping noises.
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu claps her hands together in delight as the orbs begin spitting smoke and
prismatic light. She steps back only to prevent her banded hem from catching an errant ember.
Plando produces a tiny glass vial with wings shaped like a butterfly from the same bag.
Plando eyes the glass ornament carefully as he inspects a silvery flecked fuse in the lantern light.
Elmitsu gasps with pleasure, "I cannot believe . . . those do not use the One Power! They
are so beautiful and almost have a mind of their own."
Plando carefully places the silvery flecked fuse, sporting a grin on his face.
Plando says 'guild secrets.. guild secrets!~'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Plando carefully pours a pungent smelling powder into the top of the brilliant glass vial.
Plando holds the winged glass vial up to the stars before depressing the bronze cube in his good
hand.
Elmitsu's mouth is slightly agape, so absorbed is she in Plando's every movement.
A tiny flame erupts from the cube giving life to the silvery flecked fuse
A fizzling noise hisses as it climbs the length of the long fuse
It starts to rain.
The fuse disappears into the bottom of the winged glass vial and all is quiet for a moment.
Plando tosses the vial haphazardly in the air overhead.
Elmitsu holds a hand to her chest in pantomimed shock and anticipation.
The winged vial erupts with a loud screech propelling it into the air.
A brilliant sapphire tail of sparks propels the tiny vial towards the top of the Tower.
Pausing for a moment at the top it bursts left to right into a wash of sparkling light.
The White Tower glimmers, awash in a brilliant display of ocean blue lights.
The stars twinkle above as if applauding the show below.
Soft white ash envelopes the blueish sparks as they begin to fade and fall.
Elmitsu claps her hands together once more, the enthusiasm genuine if the force of her declamation is any indication, "How marvelous, sir! Beautiful."
The smell of sulphur cascades below floating on the harbor winds.
Plando grins evilly.
Elmitsu adds, as an aside, "And my favorite color! How did you know? Or did you?"
Plando says 'guild secrets.'
Plando winks suggestively at Elmitsu.
Elmitsu studies Plando as if searching for guild secrets.
Plando folds into a deep bow.
Plando says 'this concludes my event, thank you'
An avid Illuminator gets out a ledger and a fine quill.
An avid Illuminator says 'Fine patrons of the Guild, if you enjoyed my mentor's performance, SAY VERY WELL DONE ILLUMINATOR Plando.'
An avid Illuminator says 'If I nod at you it means I heard you, if not just say it again in a second.''
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu claps again, her delight nearly so palpable as whatever ash the firework display emitted.
Plando says 'Perhaps I should take to the road again.. A hiatus from paper work sounds quite nice.'
Elmitsu says 'VERY WELL DONE ILLUMINATOR Plando.'
An avid Illuminator nods at Elmitsu.
An avid Illuminator makes a note in his ledger.
Plando thanks Elmitsu heartily.
Plando bows before the tiny crowd.
Elmitsu says 'Truly though. That was a delight, sir.'
The night sky returns to its former self stars twinkling above
Plando grins evilly.
Elmitsu says 'I am only an Accepted, but you do have a new friend in Tar Valon.'
Plando says 'well, every journey begins with the first step.'
Plando says 'it seems you have several so you're quite well on your way.'
Elmitsu smiles again, and the expression echoes in her eyes and body language.
Elmitsu says 'If you ever need an assistant when you're performing here, just ask for Elmitsu.'
A Tower Guard has arrived from the west.
Plando says 'well. '
Plando says 'I suppose we can work something out.'
Elmitsu introduces herself by crossing her ankles and curtseying demurely for the Illuminator.
Plando reaches into a charred saddle bag, something that appears to be the source of endless
wonders.
Plando rummages for a moment before producing a wad of sparklers, wrapped in a blood red crimson
ribbon.
The rain stops.
Plando gives you a wad of sparklers wrapped in a red ribbon.
Plando says 'you can start with sparklers perhaps.'
Plando chuckles beneath an old white mustache.
Elmitsu accepts the proffered gift as if she has just been handed real cuendillar.
Plando says 'if you don't burn anything down in a week's time, we'll move on to more fun things.'
Plando says 'it's best practice to properly douse them when finished.'
Plando says 'a bucket will do, or a nearby fountain.'
Elmitsu looks between the ribbon-wrapped package in her hands and the Illuminator, "Oh, how wonderful!"
Plando grimaces, thinking of a time they weren't properly doused.
Plando says 'usually I have nicer things..'
Plando says 'perhaps I'll go get them.'
Plando nods in agreement.
Plando leaves south riding a gray palfrey. vv
An avid Illuminator leaves south. vv