Walking to Rosewater

[Ebiris]

Ideally Corellon since that's who I spoke to last time, but Sehanine was present too so she'll do in a pinch.

[Anastasia]

You walk into Arvandor.

Above you, the moon shines bright, full and true. The forest is radiant with that light, that illuminates nearby and casts everything else into a half seen haze.

From the moon above words come, a gentle whisper. "You have struck true, Alicia?"

[Ebiris]

She's alone, but it's friendly territory and it's just her avatar so Alicia has no qualms about making the trip. "Violet has been captured, much damage was done to Rosewater, and Malcanthet is down one avatar... though much that is troubling was learned. Still, among that was the provenance of the elf who she molded into a weapon to strike at Sylica. A victim abducted from a place known as Jal Greenhome. A floating elven community on a prime Violet didn't care to learn the name of."

[Anastasia]

In the light of the moon you see it. A great elven city of greenery, floating amid endless wave and ocean. It extends below, where snake like roots thrust hundreds of feet down into the waters, brushing against the sea bed below. Towers of gray with streaks of gold rise next to ancient trees, wyvern riders coming and going along with a great many ships.

"Jal Greenhome. Jalom, a world where Umberlee submerged the elven lands, and yet our people live on, stronger and cast against the waves. Deep Sashelas guides them in opposition to Umberlee."

You feel them. Over a hundred thousand souls and more, all within that city. Thoughts, dreams, prayers and hopes. All are evident to you, a stream of worship rising up and high, flowing towards Arvandor. All endure and prosper, in spite of the wrath and enmity of the waves. They are not beaten, but instead strong enough to withstand on this island city.

[Ebiris]

"Perhaps it's enough to find his past," Alicia says as she takes all that in, almost smelling the sea breeze. "The Umberlee connection perhaps fits, as she provided lore which Violet learned from in her mastery of the Styx. Her talent is hopefully rare enough it won't be duplicated, though Malcanthet has already benefited. The talents of a marilith sorceress and a monk of the nameless monastery grafted into her. Such stolen gifts aren't without price however, the fracture in her soul will be a weakness for the wise until it has time to heal."

[Anastasia]

"We see." For in the moon you see three shadows that slowly become one. In the moonlight an elf descends, wild silver-white hair like the moonlight and a spear in hand. She wears battle tarnished armor, "We have all taken exception to what Malcanthet has done. We shall hunt her and hers for this offense."

[Ebiris]

Alicia smiles, glad to know Malcanthet will have trouble from more than just Sylica. "Good. There are likely fractures with her other radiant sisters - they were all sacrificed in an attempt to empower Violet, though only Ivory seems to have actually left her service. Other favours were called in to provide more victims for the sacrifice that didn't pay off. She'll be cornered and dangerous, but still more exposed than usual."

[Anastasia]

"Good," The Three as One declare, as with a leap she vanishes into the sky and is gone. Yet in the moonlight a path is seen ahead. To somewhere sunny, a familiar sensation.

Evergold is ahead.

[Ebiris]

An invitation? Does Hanali want to see her? Or perhaps Sharess or Sulia, they all tend to hang out there.

Well, Alicia isn't about to turn it down after she's come all this way, and so the armoured figure walks ahead to Evergold.

[Anastasia]

Sunlight replaces the light of the moon. The legendary springs lie ahead, cloaked in sunlight. Within the waters you see a handful - Sune, Sharess and Sulia. All are bathing as Sune waves, "Alicia, Hanali told us you gave Malcanthet a spanking. Come join us!"

"Dear," Sulia calls, "Do come in, we've both been far too busy lately."

Sharess stands up in the waters, hands on her hips, "Aw, too bad Syala isn't here - or Antenora or your sister. You're growing, you and Seira both. I can't believe that meek little eladrin passed muster!" With a warm laugh, "Come join us!"

[Ebiris]

Alicia pauses at the edge of the pool before she's suddenly naked, her avatar's signature equipment vanishing to leave her with nothing at all. Tanned and muscular, it's not as soft as that of the various love goddesses present but it's smooth and bereft of any scars she's cared to keep.

"I wasn't expecting this sort of visit, but it's good to catch up," she says as she steps into the bath and sinks down as she sits in Evergold's mystically potent waters.

[Anastasia]

You feel the power of it soak into your bones, soothing and warm and cool at once. Sune is to one side and Sulia another, Sharess leaning back next to Sune.

"Really, I'd love to hear what you and yours did to Malcanthet," Sune invites with a warm smile.

"The best entertainment I'll get all week," Sharess agrees, "Mrr, she's really been up to worse than usual."

[Ebiris]

"It was a mix of good and bad," Alicia admits, reaching up to loosen her hair and letting it spill freely over her shoulders. "She predicted what we'd do perfectly up to a certain point, so even when we thought we were winning it played into her hands. We'd infiltrated Rosewater, where Violet was running her skill-grafting operation out of the Styx in Hades, but at the bottom what we found was only a simulacrum of Violet while Malcanthet, Pazuzu - in avatar form for both, and a small army got themselves positioned on the surface to wait for us. Of course I decimated the army, and all the radiant sisters, in a stroke... but somehow they'd formulated a ritual that allowed Violet to survive my assault, and collect the souls and skills of everyone I just killed."

[Anastasia]

How long is Alicia's hair right now?

[Ebiris]

Goes a bit past her shoulders, like a foot and a half at the longest.