Active [Fae See - Strawtinlen River] River of Redemption I: The hunt before The Eclipse

[DarkKitsune]

“no I don’t know how it happened…it just kind of…did? Pretty sure my first, conceivable thought if you could call it that back then was ‘what is my life’ which is probably not good. But I think I was very confused? Kind of like waking up in a box of ice.”

Cheshire told Deliverence.

Meanwhile with Noelle and Asher who had been in the forest collecting wood for the fire. “I originally got lost from my group. I was helping oversee a volcano in one of the northern parts of Chearon I think? I know it was closer to that weird lake country.”

He told Noelle. “Then I kind of started helping some other sprites with their duties, like Marble overseeing his mountain or Echinacea with her parts of the forest and Caspian with the water sources they oversee…I never really found a way back home. But I found a new one!”

Then when they both returned to the group and began recounting stories of their respective pasts. First, it was Deliverance, then it had been Ryan…then Noelle. Echinacea spoke
“WOAH! You attend the Luminary Deliverance! That is AMAZING! Also…Ophenia has traveled on to the afterlife now, she was found dead unfortunately during some negotiations from what I heard…. And a giant fungi and a succubus…fascinating. Weird but fascinating.” The pint-sized sprite told Deliverance.

Echinacea floated towards Ryan. “Woah….vine markings….” She murmured. “That is simultaneously cool but unfortunate. Nothing is wrong with not having much of an adventurous life though, sometimes the mundane things are all one needs.”

She then turns to Noelle. “I’m sure she’s okay! You’ll reunite eventually and you can show her your flowers! “

Cheshire nodded. “I agree with Echinacea, and if she is worse for wear and my curse is worn off by your reunion feel free to hunt me down. Healing people is my occupation and my life’s work.”

Caspian turns to Cheshire. “Do you have any stories Chesh?” They asked “I do, but they aren’t much besides the war effort I wasn’t an experienced adventurer,” Cheshire states telling the group.

“I visited the city of Pardan once. I got to heal people who got attacked by rouge serpents and an undead pirate crew, then sometime after that, I was at a Circus as a temp hire to heal a young Slyvari named Peat, unfortunately, though she was a slave and among other issues. I wanted to free her, heal her…and she is free now and now she’s essentially become more like my daughter than a patient weirdly enough not that I’m complaining she has a lot of trauma to recover from though. I want to be there with her every step of the way. But the circus thing was a big horrible ordeal I’m glad it was taken care of, even if the methods were extremely destructive. I would’ve done some things to the ring leader myself…that I likely would’ve regretted later probably maybe maybe not... Peat was the only reason I didn’t she helped me keep a level head.”

Echinacea mentioned. “Would’ve thought the slaver would’ve deserved it. But at least she’s free now…ehh,..where is she?”

“When I first came back to the Fae see I asked my parents if they could babysit her for a bit; only the ‘bit’ part is taking longer than I thought. I’ve been sending letters but she is already not in the best of condition…I don’t want to imagine how this curse would affect her…”
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That night the party, with an exception went to sleep Cheshire Watched over everyone for the night maybe Deliverance helped if he felt like it. By the next morning a sleepy yet bumbling Asher let out a shocked squeal that was loud enough to wake nearly the entire camp.

“Emberblooms! Emberblooms! They grew from the ashes of the campfire!”

Echinacea wiped her eyes sleepily.

“That was quick…”

Caspian would gently nudge Noelle awake, assuming she slept. “Could you help pick up the flowers? Same for you as well Ryan!”

After this, Ryan and Noelle would be handed—well as much as the sprite’s limited strength could allow into the arms of the only two who could hold them.

“rushing it aren’t we?” Asher asked. Cheshire answered. “Well the eclipse is tonight, at least we have time to kill now…let’s head towards that pond over there.” He said pointing across from them.

“Seems like it’ll be in view of the moons…”

“Good idea! C’mon let’s get a move on.” Caspian answers.

The party would end up at the pond, with some time to kill, they can talk and prepare until night time settles upon them.
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Tellussoil Elvario Rev IX​

 

[Elvario]

Deliverance

Spoiler: Full Image & Source

From: AI and Edits

Active titles: Mandatory Title: [Luminous Wraith]
Mentions: DarkKitsune | Ryan Rev IX | Noelle Tellussoil
Languages: Common | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

“Huh...” He uttered upon seeing Ryan's arm. That was peculiar. “Do you remember where this healer was located at? If this ritual fails or turns out to be incomplete or something, perhaps she would be a worthwhile next visit.” He couldn't help wanting to have back-up, especially now that one seemed to be presented to him with such ease.

“Welcome back.” He replied to Noelle, deciding to try keep the good vibes going by being polite. Yet in his mind, he immediately wondered if the whimsical moth had really dipped out on them already and he was a little surprised the mermaid hadn't followed suit. When she returned again a bit later, with wood, he'd just nod. His current form didn't really make him need the warmth. Nor did he think putting up a fire was the most clever thing right now, should there be adversaries, they'd be very easy to see in the night with a fire on. Yet he figured he'd just let it be.

Noelle's story was confusing. “<Idiot?>” He tried repeating the phrase. Not sure what kind of title or word that was in Beastial. He tried thinking for a while, before knowing what he'd want to say and ask. “So you're a performer as well. What type of songs do you sing?” He wondered if it's be similar to what Ophenia's songs had been.

He'd nod at Cheshire's answer. “I can imagine.” That type of existence was still a lot to digest. “Cogito ergo sum.” He stated, recalling a bit of stuff from his past life that seemed somewhat appropriate. “I... Don't think I have any notable happy memories from my past life, well, the one before my life in this world, that is, even though I'm fairly sure it was a real one, rather than, well a game one.” The thoughts just made him feel negative emotions that'd feed the [monster] again, so he shook his head. Focussing his thoughts elsewhere would be best for now.

The sprite startled him enough to release a wave of dimension disrupting magic again, with her sudden enthusiasm. He stared at her, then blinked a few times. “Ehm,.... right. Thank you?” He had never once considered it a remarkable achievement. Perhaps it was?

The next bit saddened him. “Oh...” He stated, upon hearing about Ophenia's dead. That surely killed his desire to talk. He sighed, taking out Ninelle again. At least she didn't have to hear about it. The talk about the fungi and succubus went past him, as he was still stuck on figuring out how to deal with learning of Ophenia's death. It didn't sound like she'd come back to life either. Not like those fake heroes or those cursed like him and Ninelle. Come to think of it. He dug through his pockets, or what remained of them. He still had his notes from the interviews about her performance... He felt even more disheartened now.

Most of Cheshire's story went past him. He felt in no mood to try to stick with happy stories. Instead, he'd rather just grieve in silence whilst trying not to let the rage back in again.

He sighed when it was finally morning, as he'd barely slept a moment. Once more, he was useless, needing to rely on others to pick the flowers so they wouldn't get destroyed in the process. “Sure. Let's go.” He'd state, wanting this to be done with sooner, rather than later.