[LOG] Farewell

[mdseiran]

Characters: Siercyn, Mikke, Yasi, Tylendel.

Editing this hurt sob. >.> Siercy, you'll be sooooo missed. T___T




You utter the words, 'locate object'.
One is in The Canopy of Meditation

You utter the words, 'gate'.
You begin to step through a gate.
The Canopy of Meditation
Here, at the top of a sort of ladder made from handholds in the thinning
trunk of the temple-tree, a network of branches and leaves forms a veritable
bed in the crown of the tree. The sky is open above, and one resting in the
thick carpet of brightly shining, fern-like kaekryn leaves would have a
perfect view to accompany deep contemplations. This silence this far from
the ground is heavy and calming, with only the quiet rustling of the tree's
arms and fingers to join one's thoughts. Other private canopy beds line
other areas of the leafing crest, allowing multiple people to have privacy
at once atop this glowing beacon of spiritual warmth.


[Exits: down]
A magical spring flows from the ground here.
A small brownish colored pill is here.
(Invis) Siercyn, Dilettante of the Dream is here.

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to the side.

You fade back into existence.

Siercyn says in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Kindly reveal yourself...?'

There is a black-haired human with crystal-blue eyes here.

While there is nothing delicate about this man, he carries himself with a
superior grace often apparent among nobility, surpassing whatever
impressions his clothes may create. The slightest shift of his tall form
belies the existence of lean muscles, well-kept and unobtrusive beneath his
light skin. He has short black hair with fine streaks of silver on either
side, just above his ears, and his dark brows and lashes bring out the
intensity of his crystal-blue gaze.

Siercyn has tan skin, black hair, and blue eyes.
Siercyn is towering over you and is substantially heavier than you.

Siercyn is in excellent condition.

Siercyn is using:
a tattered shawl of dispersing black smoke
a black silk shirt with flowing sleeves
a simple leather backpack
a pair of black pants with silver chains over one hip
(Glowing) a pair of winged sandals
a silvery scorpion surrounded by a ring of thorn-riddled vines

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'It's been a while...'

Siercyn looks at you.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Mm...yes, do I know you?'

You tilt your head slightly to the side.

You pull back a hood made of black silk, imprinted with small, glittering silver butterflies, revealing your face.

You smile at him.

Siercyn looks at you.

Siercyn says to you in common, a slight smile curving his lips, '...Mikke Alcuin?'

Mikke beams brightly at Siercyn before taking a few steps forward and throwing your arms around him.

Siercyn's smile grows, wrapping his strong arms about his surrogate daughter's shoulders in a warm embrace.

You say to Siercyn in common, burrowing closer to him with a small, happy sigh, 'Where've you been?'

Siercyn says to you in common, lifting a hand to stroke her hair, 'I've been...around. I've not seen you, and you've grown into such a lovely young woman...'

You say to Siercyn in common, shifting self-consciously on her feet, 'It was a bit of a fast change...'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a slight, fond smile, 'All for the better. You'll inadvertently string along a slew of men just passing them by...'

Siercyn strokes your cheek with the back of his hand.

You say to Siercyn in common, teasingly, 'They won't be warned and peered at?'

Siercyn says to you in common, his smile fading slightly, 'Perhaps by Tylendel or Breiden. I'm afraid I may not be around for you in the following months...'

You say to Siercyn in common, her smile fading completely, 'Why not...?'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I have to return and tend to my family. I'm afraid it's a responsibility I've been avoiding for several years now...'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a slight smile, tapping her lightly on the chin, 'You've grown up to be a very lovely, very capable young woman, and I'm glad to have been a part of your life.'

You say to Siercyn in common, a small frown creasing her brow, 'When will you be back?'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I might never.'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'But that's not to say you can't visit me now and then...just ask Yasi and she'll let you tag along.'

You say to Siercyn in common, voice faint and thick, '...you really won't come back...?'

Siercyn says to you in common, simply, 'I probably won't be able to, yes.'

Siercyn sighs faintly, stroking his thumb across your cheek.

Siercyn says to you in common, peering at her, 'You're a strong young woman, Mikke. And you can visit me, mm? There's no need to be sad.'

Mikke takes a deep gulp of air, brushing a hand roughly over your eyes before giving a small nod.

You say to Siercyn in common, with the ghost of a smile, 'Besides, ladies don't cry...right?'

Siercyn smiles, a faint hint of pride showing through his eyes. He trails a finger across the edges of your eyes, wiping what moisture's left.

Siercyn says to you in common, with a soft, faint chuckle, '...Yes, beautiful young ladies don't cry.'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I'm glad you decided to visit now, Ihave something for you...'

Siercyn gets the jagged claws of a blood elemental from a bag made from human hide.
Siercyn gives you the jagged claws of a blood elemental.
Siercyn gets a blood red rose from a bag made from human hide.
Siercyn gives you a blood red rose.

Siercyn smiles at you.

Mikke strokes the fingers softly over the rose petals before burrying her face in Siercyn's (chest), arms tightening around him.

You whisper in common to Siercyn, voice muffled, 'Will miss you.'

Siercyn lays his hand quietly atop your head for a few moments, his expression somber. He trails it down her hair, combing her head lightly with his fingers, watching as silver strands slip past his hand with every move.

Siercyn whispers in common to you, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Thank you. For caring this much.'

Siercyn leans down, his eyes drifting shut as he kisses your temple.

You whisper in common to Siercyn, smoothly, without an accent, 'Don't forget me, Daddy...'

Siercyn whispers in common to you, warmly, 'I doubt I'll ever be able to, darling.'

Mikke nods faintly, finally taking a small step back.

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'You'll mail me...?'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I shall try to...though it is hard to send mail out from within the estate. It often gets derailed...'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a slight smile, 'A visit would be more welcome, so try to drop by every now and then.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'Then I'll just come visit lots to pick all the mail up?'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a faint chuckle, 'As long as you stay long enough for us to actually converse before you leave, yes.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'Can I stay a few days?'

Siercyn says to you in common, nodding slightly, 'Of couse. I would be happy to have you.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'I'll drag Yasi along too. Because I don't know the way of course.'

Mikke nods decisively.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I'm sure, with the two of you trying to find me, neither of you will have trouble.'

Siercyn mulls over the idea.

Mikke smiles faintly at Siercyn.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Ah...will you be able to use this?'

Siercyn gets a prismatic staff with the word "Woody" carved at the top from a bag made from human hide.

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'You're not keeping that...?'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'It will be of no use to me back home...and I'd hate to have to waste three thousand dollars.'

Siercyn chuckles.

Siercyn gives you a prismatic staff with the word "Woody" carved at the top.

Mikke carefully runs your hand over the familiar staff, expression faltering slightly.

Siercyn says to you in common, softly, '...I'm sure Breiden would hate to see his craftsmanship wasted.'

You stop using a bag made from curvaceous female siriyu with long silver hair hide.
You hold a prismatic staff with the word "Woody" carved at the top in your hand.

Siercyn chuckles softly.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'The humor is a little lost, though I do hope it provides some fond memories.'

You say to Siercyn in common, tracing the carved word with a finger, 'It'll remind me of you...'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a slight, wry smile, '...Gods, I hope not in that light.'

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to one side, quietly watching you with a faintly concerned glance.

You say to Siercyn in common, fondly, 'I've never seen you without it. It holds good memories.'

Siercyn chuckles.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'A good thing that it does. However...modified it has been, that staff has served me well. I hope it continued to do the same for you.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'I'll use it to make you proud...promise.'

Siercyn smiles happily.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Don't feel obligated to, for my sake. Just live your life, Mikke. Try to have as little regrets as possible.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'Do you have many regrets...?'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I...have some. I've not devoted myself to as many loyalties as most...and perhaps, I've failed to live a full life in that manner.'

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'One thing's for certain - I have no regrets to having met you, and having been a part of your life.'

Siercyn smiles softly at you.

You say to Siercyn in common, mischievously, 'Not even with all the running away stunts and the mischief?'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a slight chuckle, 'I rather thought that was good for my heart, as I rarely do any running.'

You say to Siercyn in common, sticking her tongue out at him, 'You didn't think so then.'

Siercyn says to you in common, ruffling her hair, 'It's the sort of epiphany one gets when the moment has passed.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'You'll...take care of you? No suddenly falling ill and disappearing from the face of M'Dhoria, and the like.'

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to the side.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I've not always been in the most perfect of health, but I shall try to remain unharmed.'

Siercyn pats you on your head.

You say to Siercyn in common, nodding firmly, 'Good.'

Siercyn chuckles.

Siercyn says to you in common, gently, 'You're a good daughter. I'm sure you'll be a terrific mother one day.'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'If I ever have kids, I'll bring them to see you.'

You send an OOC message to Siercyn saying '*names one after you* sob'
Siercyn sends you an OOC message saying 'omfg >.> sob'

Siercyn says to you in common, with a soft chuckle, 'If I'm still alive then, of course.'

You smile at him.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Might you do me another favor...?'

You tilt your head in question at him.

Siercyn says to you in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'The Lady Izella has left money with me to hand to Kayne...will you be able to hand it to him?'

You say to Siercyn in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'Alright...'

Siercyn smiles gratefully at you.

Siercyn beckons for you to follow him.

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Siercyn steps into a shimmering gate.
You follow Siercyn.
You begin to enter a shimmering gate, sensing it leads to somewhere distinctly else...
The Lightened Forest Path
Walking upon this winding path, you find yourself surrounded by beautiful
trees. Their width may be only a pace across, but their height is
outstanding. A rough, white bark covers the outside, while on branches high
above, large, golden, flat leaves almost completely cover the suns. Beams
of sunlight find their way through, though, shining light upon the trail.


[Exits: north east south west]
A hide of dull gray fur is here.
The furry skin of a large animal is here.
Dew drops glisten in the light here.
Siercyn, Dilettante of the Dream is here.
A chipmunk is lying here stunned.
Tylendel is here, floating in the air.

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to the side.

Tylendel blinks innocently.

Siercyn inclines his head courteously to Tylendel.

Tylendel reaches over to plant a small kiss on your cheek before ruffling Siercyn's hair, standing on tiptoe to do so.

Siercyn grumbles half-heartedly at the ruffling.

Siercyn mulls over the idea.

Tylendel ruffles Siercyn's hair playfully.(x4)

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Might you come with me for a few--'

Siercyn says in common, in a languid, courteous tone, '...'

Tylendel looks proudly at his handiwork.

Tylendel whistles contentedly.

Siercyn bonks Tylendel on the head for being so foolish.

Tylendel winces and looks at Siercyn mournfully.

Siercyn utters the words, 'safher'.
A shimmering gate rises up from the ground.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I do hope you're ready to leave all this.'

Siercyn gestures to the things scattered on the floor.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'What this?'

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Siercyn leaves north.
You follow Siercyn.
The Vaults of Kaekryn Grove
Within the trunk of this tall kaekryn is a very symmetrically round
chamber whose ceiling is so lofty that it is swallowed up in darkness and
unseen by those on the ground. No spiral staircase has been formed into the
wall, but strange projections that could possibly act as hand and foot-holds
for climbing line the interior at various intervals. The rest of the
wall-space is absolutely covered with medium-sized holes. On occasion, one
may see one of the holes seem to close up into seamless wood while another
suddenly appears elsewhere.


[Exits: south]
Siercyn, Dilettante of the Dream is here.
The lodekryn moneychanger holds a sharp eye over the vaults of this kaekryn.

Tylendel settles in and begins sewing.
Tylendel has created a superbly made fur glove.

Siercyn gives Tylendel some coins.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, '...'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, '.......'

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Kindly...er...desist from sewing for the moment?'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'You were asking. Besides, now I can make one for you and Mikke. And its not as godsawful as Brei's work'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'And Siercy? What's this money for?'

Tylendel pokes Siercyn in the ribs.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, chuckling, 'I'm still rather fond of MIkke's gloves.'

You beam a bright smile to Siercyn.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, shrugging lightly, 'I seem to recall you being in some financial trouble earlier.'

Tylendel sniffs sadly at Siercyn.

Siercyn gestures impatiently toward the lodekryn moneychanger.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'Yes but people don't just hand money over'

Tylendel pokes Siercyn in the ribs. (x3)

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'This one does.'

Siercyn smiles pleasantly at Tylendel.

Tylendel lays a hand on Siercyn's forehead.

Tylendel says to you in common, voice thinly hollow, 'He's running a fever isn't he?'

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, '...'

Siercyn grumbles and brushes Tylendel's hand away.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Deposit that so I can dump more gold on you?'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, '......'

You say to Tylendel in common, smoothly, without an accent, 'Not yet.'

The lodekryn moneychanger whispers in Tylendel's ear.

Yasi appears in a flash of light!

Yasi waves cheerfully.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'I STILL think you are feverish'

Siercyn gives Tylendel some coins.

Tylendel boggles at Siercyn.

Siercyn inclines his head courteously to Yasi.

Yasi says in common, cheerfully, 'Saying goodbyes?'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'Oi. Tell me what's happening. You're going to need your gold sometimes. Unless you joined a sect of poverty, chastity and-----WHA?'

Yasi says in common 'Oh, and I gave some of your stuff away to Marquise, hope you don't mind?'

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Mm, yes. Speak to me again when the fever's passed, and let's reassess the ownership of my money?'

Tylendel looks at Yasi incredulously.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, '...................................................'

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to the side.

Siercyn says to Yasi in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Not in the slightest...though I wish I knew who she was.'

Siercyn says to Yasi in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'The Marquise. I've never met her, I think.'

Siercyn ruffles Tylendel's hair playfully.(x3)

Siercyn smiles happily.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'Ellone Herenvarno and WHERE are you going exactly'

You say in common, blankly, 'Kids.'

Yasi says in common 'Ellone Herenvarno. Very nice lady.'

Tylendel frowns, tugging at Siercyn's cloak insistently.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Merely sequestering myself back in my old home, to handle responsibilities I've escaped for the past few years.'

Siercyn pats Tylendel on his head.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'It is not that far off. You can come visit if you wish.'

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'And Renard?'

Yasi says in common, beaming, 'One must always return home, mm?'

Tylendel frowns unhappily.

Yasi utters the words, 'ianjg'.
A shimmering gate rises up from the ground.

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I've yet to meet with him, and hope I see him before I depart.'

Siercyn tilts his head slightly to the side.

Siercyn peers suspiciously at a shimmering gate.

Tylendel says to Siercyn in common, voice thinly hollow, 'You'll visit us from time to time?'

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'I...hmm. I doubt...'

Siercyn says to Tylendel in common, in a languid, courteous tone, 'Though I will try to.'