Cauldron Festival

[Corwin]

"What would you recommend?" Seira asks perkily, approaching.

[Anastasia]

"Ah, you look to be an elf of discerning taste and magnificent hair color, so I can only recommend the honeyed almonds, such a sweet treat of soft and softened nuts cannot be under recommended." The elf says, smiling all the while.

[Corwin]

"Sure thing, I'll get them. How about something with custard to round my purchase out?"

[Anastasia]

"I think the custard rounds will do," The elf says, going and getting them together. As he does, "So, what brings the three of you to this fair city, for you hardly look like natives to such a place."

[Ebiris]

That still doesn't sound like a special occasion to Marie. "Uh huh," she says, nodding along. "Actually we wanted to check in here and see how business is going. You still doing the troubleshooting thing? And see if anyone's heard from Sylvie lately. My name's Marie by the way, a friend of Andrea's," she says to introduce herself.

[Corwin]

He'd be surprised! Though technically it's true, given that Balmuria was only their adoptive home and not the one where they were born.

"It's been a while since I visited, and I figured it was time," Seira muses. "One time we got talking and it turned out Marie was nostalgic as well, so we figured we might as well stop by. Of course," she continues, nodding in Marie's direction, "we did have a specific reason for paying you a visit."

[Anastasia]

"Ah! What good fortune," Josa bows his head, "May Andrea rest in peace, a terrible and tragic tragedy that befell her for such valor." A moment's silence, "We are in that business, and if I may ask, how do you know Sylvie and when is the last time you saw her?"

[Corwin]

"On Lifasa," Seira answers curtly, for her part. "Mind if I ask who's on the team these days?"

[Ebiris]

"I've never actually met her myself, but a friend of mine fought with her on the crusade to free Lifasa. Her name's Ebony and she's still over there helping with Aurora," Marie explains. "Last I heard Sylvie vanished abruptly when Hell's forces were banished from that world. Andrea's doing fine now though, you'll be glad to know."

[Anastasia]

A blink at that then another, "Ah, I see, I see, what fortutious circumstances have brought you hear, nay, what fortune has arrived at our doorstep; come, come, let us go upstairs and discuss this, discuss this change of fate and how the winds of Beshaba and Tymora buffet us so, adrift on the sea of life and of chance, where all is laid bare before such whimsical means."

[Corwin]

Assuming that he wants to discuss her question in private, Seira smiles in agreement.

[Ebiris]

"Sure!" Marie chirps, hefting her basket of goodies (that she will pay for!) and following the half-elf upstairs.

[Anastasia]

Ah, upstairs. The legendary supply closet is there, along with several chairs and a currently empty fire place. Josa sits, "Then please, illuminate me to who you are and your presence, and allow me to answer these questions as befits who you are and why you are asking them."

[Ebiris]

"I'm Marie," Marie repeats, switching to her coure form (and having to hold the basket with both hands, beating her wings mightily to stay up with it). "I mean I'm not that famous for who I am as opposed to who I'm the familiar of, but I think you get it right?"

[Anastasia]

A gasp.

"What a wondrous day, what a fabulous day has come to us, for courre royalty visits us with good tiding and glad salutations, coming to sample our wares and bring us news of those lost to us by the ravages of vile Sharrans, truly today is a wondrous day and let me greet you properly, Miss Marie!"