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The century has since turned, 2144, some seventy two autumns passed, perhaps now is best, Jokul and...
  

In high honor in the quiet temple's altar, an ancient stone tablet spanned to the high ceilings. Vines coiled around it's shape, moving as if breathing subtle and weak. Sprinkles of silver and green magic coursed around it, shimmering in all Her essence, Her aether. The text, unintelligible by any other than those learned in Wylden or adorned in the crown ordained for monarchs of Her realm, words of Hers scribed for Her children. A journey generations past embarked in halves of the now quite fabled land of Elfame where the worthy may venture, where butterflies last fly, of the undying.

 

Tasked so long ago by the infamous Emperor of Meranthe, Heir and Luminary Sunsets over Moonlight feels somewhere, deep down, betwixt tinges of misery and loathing, that they might be worthy of venturing there. Joined appropriately by Her chosen and those who have devoted themselves to Her and self's journey, they wonder what lies ahead.

 

Using ancient Faeborne mirror techniques, surely glimmers will light the way for the dedicated Faeborne's journey through twisting illusions, the mazes corridors yielding for just a moment. How does the undying tie into the cyclical nature of the world? Known only in fragments, if then, the once unsuccessful attempts of generations past corrected once and for all. Realm united, long in its era of prosperity underneath the Lumin King's diligent, wise reign, in devoted yearning now for proper resolution and understanding now following the destruction of the Perfect Demon King. The realm's history long, and its heir wishes to ensure it remains that way.

. . .   . . .   . . .

Attendees: Delphina, specifically Nemean 

Risk: Quite Dangerous, no?

Themes: Mystical, Fae, Devotion, Truth, Ancient, Undying, Self

Rewards: How worthy is Dal'Thala now? How worthy are they?
DM: Chance?!