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Jancis · **10-14-2015, 12:19 PM**

Y'uraq Tia lets out a whistle. "Damn... quite a crowd."

Jancis Milburga: waves a hand bell in the air, ringing cheerfully. "Welcome Pilgrims! Welcome!"
Chachanji Gegenji rushes in, panting a bit. "M-made it..."
Kaguya Nightsong glanced up seeing the person she feared and just shook her head. Why did she agree to this? She carefully pulled down her goggles to at least try and hide the look of sadness that took her over.
Chachanji Gegenji casts a brief, worried glance Flower's way, but then turns his full attentions back to Jancis as she speaks.

Chachanji Gegenji pokes Barengar Armsbreaker.
Chachanji Gegenji points at Kaguya Nightsong.
Barengar Armsbreaker quirks a brow
Chachanji Gegenji: "... She might need some sunshine from a frand later, Mr. Armsbreaker."
Chachanji Gegenji gives him a timid little nod and then turns his attentions to Ms. Hat!
Barengar Armsbreaker gave a stiff nod before turning his attention back to the performance.

Jancis Milburga: "At this time Lady Cliodhna and I have fans for you. They are for your confessions. For your inquiries, for what you seek in your life. Pray ask her or I for as many as you wish to take home to those who could not come. Or if you wish, you may share your thoughts at Azeyma's stone."
Chachanji Gegenji cants his head at the proclamation. "... Fans?"
Cliodhna Eoghan "Would you like a fan?" Holds out the basket
Chachanji Gegenji: "S-so... what do we do wit th' fans?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: They're for writing confessions or secrets on Chachan
Cliodhna Eoghan Hands him a brighter gold fan.
Chachanji Gegenji: "... Confessions like what?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: Well...If you have a secret about yourself, or something you wanted to share with someone but you were too shy to. Things like that
Chachanji Gegenji: "Um... hm... I'll hafta think, then. I'll let ya hand out fans ta others while I does!"
Cliodhna Eoghan: Of course

Chachanji Gegenji: "Ya look nice in yellow, Ms. Jancis!"
Jancis Milburga: "Thank you Sir Gegenji. Caen showed me how, he always wears happy colors to reflect back to the sun. Azeyma he feels helped him through so much."
Jancis Milburga tilts her head at Chachanji, "You usually wear bright colors as well."
Chachanji Gegenji: "It's a happy color! Bright like th' sun! All th' more reason I had ta come ta this pilly grammage!"
Chachanji Gegenji: "... Kinda wish it wasn't so rainy, though..."
Jancis Milburga: "I know Byregot is close to you, for all you do. But dare confess you also portray many of the great qualities the Warden represents within us. It is fitting."
Chachanji Gegenji: "I 'spose! I like Ms. Azeyma too. Mr. Byregot jus'... hits closer ta home fer me."
Chachanji Gegenji: "A-anyroad... ya have any ideas fer what I should put on th' fans? I was talkin' ta Ms. Clio 'n she was sayin'... somethin' like secrets or confessions..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "But I dunno what ta put..."
Jancis Milburga: "Oh. Well. I think a confession is something you simply want to say but are not sure how or where to say it. Something you wish for. Something you work towards,... a doubt... something you want to know. A guilt you want to move on from."
Chachanji Gegenji: "O-oh! Um. Hm... I might have somethin', I 'spose..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Can I has a fan, please?"
Jancis Milburga looks at the fans and gives Chachanji a bright yellow one.
Chachanji Gegenji takes it and plops down right there and starts writing something out in his big, childish handwriting.
Jancis Milburga: "Azeyma's Blessing! A rainbow!"
Chachanji Gegenji: "Aw... now it's gone..."
Chachanji Gegenji returns to scribbling down his message on the bright yellow fan: "I wish ta keep halpin' my frands... especially Virara. Please halp me keep brightening their days, Ms. Azeyma!"
Chachanji Gegenji takes the fan and waves it about, since he figures that's what you're supposed to do.
Chachanji Gegenji: "Even though we ain't tagether no more, it's nice ta remember the good times."
Chachanji Gegenji holds up the fan about continuing to bring light into the lives of his friends. "U-um, I think I'm done, Ms. Jancis! Do I jus' keep wavin' this around or do I put it somewheres?"
Jancis Milburga gives Chachanji a curious look, "You can keep it, or leave it by Her stone, or give it to another. Forgive me, the choice is yours entirely Sir Gegenji."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Oh. Hm. Akay."
Chachanji Gegenji places the fan at the stone, so Azeyma can see it and hopefully help him out!

Leih'a Relanah offers up a flask of water.
Leanne Delphium tips her hat to Leih'a before taking the flask with a curious expression. Ear flick!
Leih'a Relanah: "For the thirst."
Leih'a Relanah was forever parched, darned arid locale.
Jancis Milburga: "At this time Lady Cliodhna and I have fans for you. They are for your confessions. For your inquiries, for what you seek in your life. Pray ask her or I for as many as you wish to take home to those who could not come. Or if you wish, you may share your thoughts at Azeyma's stone."
Leanne Delphium uncorks the flask, taking a few pulls of water before sighing contently. She offers the thing back to Leih'a with a smile. "Thanks...!"
Leih'a Relanah: "What was that instrument?"
Leih'a Relanah: "Was like a cello, but no bow."
Leanne Delphium: "Hm?"
Leanne Delphium tilts her head, curious.
Leih'a Relanah: "The, y'know. That instrument you used?"
Leanne Delphium: "Oh, you mean, my guitar?"
Leih'a Relanah: "Gweetaur."
Leih'a Relanah: "Interesting..."
R'shesha Otharn: "Hi there Leanne"
Leanne Delphium looks over her shoulder. Besides the guitar, there was a bizarre cello bow though, indeed. She chuckles. "Ello, Shesha..!"
Leih'a Relanah: "Love the outfit by the way."
R'shesha Otharn: "I liked the songs"
Leanne Delphium grins. "Thanks! And thanks too! The clothes were custom made. Going here clad in black would feel strange..."
Leih'a Relanah: "How come you've taken to black of late anyroads?"
Leanne Delphium: "Hmm...reasons! Strange ones. Non important, too."
Leanne Delphium nods with a chuckle. "Also the fact I look really good in black."
Leih'a Relanah: "Mmn."
Leanne Delphium shrugs. "It is what it is!"
Leih'a Relanah: "Won't pry. That'd be the lady Warden's task, not mine."
Leanne Delphium giggles. "Perhaps someday I will tell you~"
Leih'a Relanah: "I'll be looking forward to that day. But hey, since we're celebrating the Warden, this might be your only chance to ask me something you really wanted to know, you know..."
Leanne Delphium: "Hmm...something I want to know..."
Leih'a Relanah: "But you only get to ask -one- thing, and -one- thing only!"
Leanne Delphium thinks about it before flashing an evil smirk.
Leih'a Relanah: "...I'm gonna regret it, I bet..."
Leanne Delphium: "Maybe."
Leih'a Relanah takes a swig from his flask.
Leanne Delphium hums. "Should I, or shouldn't I...."
Leanne Delphium shrugs and opens her mouth, stopping to look at the sky. She smiles warmly. "Thank for another beautiful sun, Warden."

Locke Fairwind: "Ms. Beautiful Hat." He flashed a smile toward Leanne and nodded in greeting. "Glad I got to hear you and Nate here singing one last time at these events." He glanced over to Leih'a and nodded toward them as well. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything important."
Leanne Delphium: "Aah...nope! Actually, you saved his skin."
Leih'a Relanah smiled warmly for the ephemeral visage painted across the blue.
Leanne Delphium giggles in mischief.
Locke Fairwind: "Saved his skin?" He quirked a brow and glanced between the two. "Now that these events are over, try not to be too much of a stranger, yeah? You still owe me some stories as I recall."
Leih'a Relanah: "I figured I'd cut Lea a deal. Today she has free reign to ask -one- truth out of me."
Leih'a Relanah: "My mistake."
Locke Fairwind: "Was that really a wise deal to make?" He asked Leih'a, chuckling softly all the while.
Leanne Delphium giggles. "I do own you, don't I? And nope, wasn't a wise deal to make, at all."
Leih'a Relanah: "All in good fun."

Cliodhna Eoghan Makes her way to the group, "Did everyone here get a fan already?"
Leanne Delphium shakes her head. "I didn't..!"
Leih'a Relanah looks to Clio, fan-less. "Might as well have one to bring home to 'Rala."
Locke Fairwind: "No, I haven't yet. Good to see ya by the way, Clio."
Cliodhna Eoghan Grins and digs out three fans. Red for Lock, Pink for Leanne and gold for Leih'a; all metallic. "Here you go!"
Leanne Delphium: "Ooh, pink...!"
Leanne Delphium giggles.
Leih'a Relanah folds it, carefully packing the frail, yet vibrant looking object in his pouch. "Much obliged."
Cliodhna Eoghan Grins. "They're all pretty, aren't' they?"
Locke Fairwind took and fan as he held it out, glancing over it with a grin. "Just my color. Aye, very. Am I supposed to write that confession onto these?"
Leih'a Relanah: "Sides, might be good for me to get it off my chest."
Cliodhna Eoghan "Yes Locke, write down a confession on it. " Replies over her shoulder, searching the basket for the requested colors. Finding at last a blue fan dusted in gold and a silver metallic one. "Ah, here we go!" Passes them over to Asmodean with a smile.
Locke Fairwind: "I'll be back when I think of something then. Thanks, Clio."

Leanne Delphium: "Oh well. How many woman at the Shroudwolf Den got your eye? Will have to tell me the name of each one."
Leih'a Relanah: "Wow."
Leanne Delphium: "I'm play dirty, yes."
Leih'a Relanah: "That... was forward."
Leanne Delphium laughs.
Leih'a Relanah folds his ears back. "Well, I feel strongly for Nihka... I like-"
R'shesha Otharn: "I'm gonna head back to the house Leih'a"
Leih'a Relanah: "Ah! Alright, Warden and Lover guide your path, R'shesha."
R'shesha Otharn: "Yup, hope to see ya soon"
R'shesha Otharn: "Oh, my spear. Can't forget that...again"
Leanne Delphium tips her hat to Shesha with a smile.
Leanne Delphium: "Hmmm?"
R'shesha Otharn: "See you around Leanne. Mebbe come by later"
Leanne Delphium: "See you! Azeyma lighten your road...!"
R'shesha Otharn smiles and nods "Warden light your path"
Leih'a Relanah: "I... I love 'em all, but I'm not deluding myself into thinking I can have 'em either. The most important aspect of love, Leanne, is losing. And accepting loss as a consequence."
Leanne Delphium: "...Well, first of all! You're a pervert." she nods. Blunt! "Second, seems like you've learned it."
Leanne Delphium smiles warmly, rubbing his shoulder.
Leih'a Relanah: "It's probably just in my blood. Nihka, Kiht, and Shesha have my favor the most though."
Leanne Delphium: "Pppft, blood. If it were for blood, I would be in a tribe right now."
Leih'a Relanah cants his head with a wistful sigh. "I like 'em, but I'd rather let them be free than to keep 'em, y'know?"

Leanne Delphium chuckles and takes a step back, ruffling Chachan's hair.
Chachanji Gegenji: "What're ya guys talkin' 'bout?"
Leih'a Relanah idly watches one of the fireflies. "Grown up stuff."
Leanne Delphium: "He was the one who said it this time, not me..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Aw... don't say that. I jus' came over."
Chachanji Gegenji pouts.
Leih'a Relanah: "...Your turn, Chachanji."
Leih'a Relanah: "Ask me something, and I'll answer truthfully. You get one question and one question only."
Chachanji Gegenji: "H-huh?"
Leih'a Relanah: "Better make it count, cuz you only get this opportunity once."
Leanne Delphium giggles and kneels besides Chachan, hugging him. "We're speaking about Leih'a's love life. Well, was. He's trying to deflect the question right now."
Chachanji Gegenji: "U-um... I dun really have any big questions'r nothin' like that..."
Leih'a Relanah: "Already answered it."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Um... hm."
Chachanji Gegenji: "I guess... I wanna know if'n yer happy, I 'spose."
Chachanji Gegenji: "I like it if'n my frands're happy."
Leih'a Relanah: "Well shite, Lea. He hits harder than you do at this."
Leih'a Relanah: "Hrrrm..."
Leih'a Relanah: "Well."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Huh?"
Leanne Delphium: "That's because I already know the answer for that one, silly."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Was it a bad question?"
Leanne Delphium pats Chachan's back. "I must speak with Nathan and Mr. Locke. And nay. Was a perfect question." she nods with a grin.
Chachanji Gegenji: "Akay."
Leanne Delphium: "Enjoying the vista...?"
Leih'a Relanah: "I'm tired. I get grumbly, sometimes I don't devote the attention to people who deserve it." he rubbed his nose. "Like you, I want to make the dearest folk around me happy, but..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "But?"
Leih'a Relanah bit down on his lower lip. "The most clear and honest answer I can give that is..."
Leih'a Relanah: "If I'm not, then I'm not trying hard enough at it."
Chachanji Gegenji blinks. "A-ah. W-well, if'n there's anythin' I can do ta halp, let me know, akay?"
Leih'a Relanah: "I'm kinda overthinking it. As far as being content, I guess I am."
Chachanji Gegenji pouts at the sky. "Maaaaaan. Third rainfall so far... this is 'sposta be celebratin' th' sun!"
Leih'a Relanah: "Maybe Azeyma is treating this as a day off for her, aye?"

Zazanther Rerenther: "Havn't seen you for a while Chachanji."
Chachanji Gegenji: "O-oh. Maybe." He nods, turning at the greeting. "... Opo."
Leih'a Relanah: "Gonna give Lea my parting regards and head out, Chachan. Menphina guide."
Chachanji Gegenji is distracted from the head-monkey! "O-oh. R-right. Akay. Take care!"
Chachanji Gegenji gently pats the baby opo-opo.
Leih'a Relanah: "Oi, Lea. Gonna take off."
Zazanther Rerenther laughs. "I see you like the Opo."
Chachanji Gegenji: "It was jus' sittin' on yer head like it was no big deal! Ya had an opo-hat!"
Leanne Delphium: "Okay! Azeyma brighten your road."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Yes, it likes to travel that way, easier for it to keep up. So, did that fire crystal I gave you help?
Leih'a Relanah would offer a hug, but having been branded 'pervert' he decides against it...
Leih'a Relanah: "You too, Lea."
Chachanji Gegenji: "H-huh? Oh. Yeah. Used it ta fashion a pretty nice staff... halped loads in th' fight we needed it fer."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Everythin's jus' 'bout back ta normal now, I 'spoose."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Glad to here that then. Don't be afraid to ask me if you need anything like that again."
Chachanji Gegenji: "A-ah, well... hopefully we won't be in that sorta sit'ation again..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Dun think me heart could handle it."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Well, were you not learning a trade back when I gave you it?"
Chachanji Gegenji: "Learnin'? Mmm. Hm. Dun think so?"
Zazanther Rerenther: "Maybe I'm thinking of someone else then."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Ah. Mebbe."
Chachanji Gegenji: "S-still, um.... thanks a bunch fer yer halp on that. Dun think I could'a gotten a fire crystal that size on such short notice wit'out yer halp."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Offer still stands, if you need anyting crafting material wise, send me a message."
Chachanji Gegenji: "A-ah. Sure thing. I usually jus' go ta th' smithin' guilds if I'm low on material... but I'll keep ya in mind if'n I need somethin' in a pinch again."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Or low on gil."
Chachanji Gegenji: "A-ah. Or low on gil, yeah."
Zazanther Rerenther: "Well, I supose you have stuff to do. I might hang out here for a while longer."
Chachanji Gegenji: "A-ah, well... I might go hang out wit Ms. Hat s'more, I think. Ya take care'a yerself. 'n thanks again."

Celebration of the Warden

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