Sylican morning

[Anastasia]

As you speak, you feel it. A connection to both Antenora and Latha, a glow. The Black Horn Spear and Glorious Duty momentarily glow with the light of Chronias, leaving them brighter, more alive, more real.

Two node goals complete, Antenora's and Latha's. Go check out the changes and post you have in the next post.

[Ebiris]

Read it

"There it is," Alicia says softly, looking at their altered weapons. "The connection between us grows stronger. A synergy, like I felt with you earlier Latha. And Syala before that."

[Anastasia]

"A blessing from above," Antenora murmurs, holding her spear up, examining the black-horned tip. "We will use this wisely. We still have so far to go."

"Farther yet," Latha murmurs, "The path never finishes until Chronias, and we have long indeed to go before we can ponder such a thing."

[Ebiris]

"There is," Alicia agrees with Latha. "More to ponder. Go now, think about what we heard and your own futures. We can talk more once our thoughts are in order."

She'll go visit Jessica herself, ground herself a bit by spending time with her sister and family.

[Anastasia]

Walking, flying or teleporting? This actually matters.

[Ebiris]

Flying. Jessica won't live that far from the palace after all.

[Anastasia]

You arrive, the people heading in parting before you, murmurs and kneeling. The faithful and visitors both give you access with nary a comment, and thus you go in. Here people take what they need and eat, Jessica bringing fresh loaves of bread out, while Roald works in the back. Will, all of his child happiness on display with a smile, balances a tray of fruit pies as he takes them out, "Fresh pies," he shouts, brownish hair a bit of a mess, long and uncut. "Fresh fruit pies for everyone, just like an elf makes!"

There's also another person of note here, a familiar face. He eats bread stuffed with cheese, in armor and gear as he leans against the wall. Commander Oberuth is there, watching Jessica and family bustle about the shop.

[Ebiris]

Alicia's not in her armour or visibly armed right now, wearing a light blue dress over her usual leggings and tunic getup that typically goes beneath her armour. When flying around you can't wear just a dress after all! "Good morning Wil, are any of those pies for me?" she asks her nephew before dealing with any of the adults.

[Anastasia]

More eyes turn to you as Will laughs, "Sure, Auntie!" he calls, a little surge of magic as an apple pie flips end over end, coming right at you. A full sized apple pie, no less. "Catch!"

[Ebiris]

Fortunately Alicia's reflexes are quite literally divine and she's able to smoothly catch the bottom of the pie out of the air, slowing it down so it doesn't just splatter over her hand. "The launch item cantrip?" she asks, taking a bite. "It's not bad to work in a bit of magic practice while helping your parents. You'd be learning all about how to clean with prestidigitation if I were a little slower," she then teases, leaning over him.

[Anastasia]

Will grins at that as Jessica calls, "No throwing pies, Will," she calls.

Meanwhile Will just says, "Thanks, Aunt Alicia. Can I be a pie thrower when I grow up and join a circus? I could eat pie every day then!"

[Ebiris]

"Ask your mother," Alicia says, not getting involved in that one. "Though now that you mention it I wonder what the Great Circus is up to these days. You remember when they came to Balmuria, Hellman?" she looks over at her former commander.

[Anastasia]

Oberuth's gaze is tired. It's the first thing you notice - bloodshot and worn, standing out from his otherwise youthful and unmarred looks. Nonetheless he smiles and says, "I do. I do. If you're good, maybe your Aunt will have a circus here."

Will smiles and gives you a hug, tray of pies hovering int he air. "Thanks, Auntie," he says, "I don't care what Ruff says about you, you're the best!"

"Will," Jessica pauses on restocking loaves, everyone watching the family interaction, "I've told you before, Ruff can't talk. Honestly."

"Can too! You just don't listen, Mommy!" Will sticks his tongue out, unhugging you and grabbing the tray of pies.

[Ebiris]

Alicia returns the hug, patting her nephew's back and then stepping back and folding her arms as he recovers the tray. "And just what's Ruff been saying, hmm?"

[Anastasia]

"That Syala's better than you because she wins more when you wrestle," Will says, nodding.