Tsule's Story of the Arrival of the Aelotoi

logged by Asrak
[Amphitheater]



Surrounded by rhodedendron hedges, tiers of grassy seats descend to a central performance area. A small table near the entrance holds water and some pretty, sparkling candies. A wide opening leads to a garden walk. You also see the Eliolia disk and a weasel pelt.

Also here: Lady Allesia who is sitting, Archales who is sitting, Kitian who is sitting, Tamarkk who is sitting, Chanari who is sitting, Lady Eliolia who is sitting, Elilla who is sitting, Saehnar who is sitting, Great Lady Quinion who is sitting, Volaticus, Earandel,

Eldaria, Shonison who is sitting, Oriza who is sitting, Pheobee who is sitting, Kralf who is sitting, Tese who is sitting, Mystra who is sitting, Nayolan who is sitting, Trilleskine who is sitting, Apsu who is sitting, Tsule

Obvious paths: none



>Speaking quietly in broken common, Tsule asks, "Shall I begin?"



>Chanari turns to Tsule and cheers!



>Quinion turns an inquisitive ear towards Tsule.



>listen tsule

You listen carefully to Tsule.



>Kralf smiles.



>Oriza nods to Tsule.



>Nayolan grins at Tsule.



>Eliolia leans forward.



Tsule grips her silver fist symbol tightly and chants a low,

intense prayer.



>Tsule smiles and walks up to the front of the theatre, her wings

twitching nervously. She turns and bows to the crowd, and smiles out at the

faces in the audience. She takes a deep breath, and begins to speak



>Tsule recites:





"Tis an honor to speak for ya this day, and tis an honor to be

among ya again."



>Tsule smiles Sadly



>Tsule recites:





"I wan ta request a moment of silence for all of those who didna

make it through the portal, and who gave their lives for our own."





>Tsule kneels down.



>Kitian tilts her head down.



>Eldaria tilts her head down.



>Oriza tilts her head down.



>Tsule tilts her head down.



>Shonison hangs his head.



>Apsu gazes in wonder at her surroundings.



>gaze down

Archales tilts his head down.

>You hang your head.



>Tsule recites:





"We must always remember that for each of us that stands here

today, at least 3 do not. Every one died with honor fightin till the last.

They live in our hearts, they will never be forgotten."



>Nayolan tilts her head down.



>Nayolan sighs.



>Apsu tilts her head down.



>Quinion covers her eyes with her hands.



>Mystra checks her footing.



>Ferites just arrived.



>As Tsule rubs her silver fist symbol it glows momentarily with a soft

golden light.



>Pheobee sighs.



>Saehnar tilts his head down.



>Mystra rubs a pair of blue crushed velvet slippers.



>Tsule stands up.



>Tsule smiles.



>Mystra places a hand over her heart.



>Tsule recites:





"Now, I don't pretend to be a smith of words, but I will tell ya

my story of the trip through the portal to this land of freedom. If I kin

ask that ya hold questions till when I'm done, that way I don't loose

my thought train. I'm not a loud speaker, so silence is appreciated, as

I'm nervous enough already. If ya could ask those comin in late ta do the

same, I'd be grateful."



>Mystra closes her eyes for a moment.



>Tsule grins sheepishly.



>Elorenil just arrived.



>Oriza nods to Tsule.



>Tsule nods.



>Tsule breathes very slowly and looks much calmer.



>Ferites smiles.



>Apsu nods.



>Tsule recites:





"There was not much left of our world when I was born, the water

was poison and the trees and plants were dead. Bre'Naere was a dying

world, and we were a dying race."



>Tsule frowns.



Apsu turns an inquisitive ear towards Trilleskine.



>Trilleskine leans to his left slightly.



>Tsule recites:





"My clan was close enough to the portal, that we got word right

away that Braedn and the elders had found it, and had crossed into it and

come back with no harm done. He told us stories of fresh water, and

beautiful green lands on the other side. It was decided that we must do

anything that we could, to get as many of our people to safety as possible."



>(Trilleskine whispers quietly into Apsu's ear.)



>Tsule ponders.



>Pheobee nods.



>Tsule recites:





"The Vaer'sah began to act as messengers, flying full speed to

pass the word of escape to the clans that were scattered. "



>Tsule's entire body tenses as she tightens her grip on her vultite

moon axe.



>Tsule takes a drink from her crystal clear water.



>Kralf leans on Tese.



>Tsule recites:





"The Gaeh'deh began to gather around the entrance to the portal,

armed with tools and hand made weapons. We began to move the Mrae'ni through

the portal, waking people up and pulling them from the caves. There was

no time to gather anything, or explain much. All trusted that Braedn,

and that the Gaeh'deh would provide safety. Many got through quietly, but

It was not long before the Overseers noticed what was happening, and

they began to retaliate"



>Tese smiles at Kralf.



>Tsule recites:





"I remember hearing stories that fighting had irrupted all over

the planet. There was word of clans that had received news of the portal

of light, but felt that they were to far to reach the portal in time.

They did everything they could to kill and detain the Overseers in their

areas, trying to give us more time to escape"





>Elorenil nods to Ferites.



>Nayolan fidgets.



Volaticus takes a drink from his blueberry juice.



>Oriza sighs.



>Tsule recites:





"I can only imagine the numbers that did not make it to the portal

in time. We were not going to let their sacrifice go to waste"



As Tsule rubs her silver fist symbol it glows momentarily with a soft

golden light.



>Pheobee fidgets.



>Tsule gazes up into the heavens.



>A pained expression crosses Mystra's face.



Tsule recites:





"We lined up, forming a barrier between the Oveseers and the

Portal. We decided that if we could not get everyone through, the ones that

made it needed as much time as we could give them. "



>Tsule's entire body tenses as she tightens her grip on her vultite

moon axe.



Yllara's group just arrived.



Tsule recites:





"There was no way to remain organized

it was all we could do not to turn our backs to them. They had

weapons

they were screaming at us with their minds. What we were doing

was unforgivable, and we would all die for it. Not one of us cared

we lifted up our picks and axes, and fought blindly. It was all,

or nothing. It was better to be free, even in death, then a slave"



>Apsu furrows her brow.



>Yllara just went through a wide opening.



>Pheobee gazes in awe at Tsule.



>Sandoval just went through a wide opening.



>Tsule pauses in place and glances around for a moment, as if

pondering which direction to go.



>Ferites rubs his chin thoughtfully.



>Mystra nods.



>Oriza hangs her head.



>Tsule recites:





"There was no way for us to keep all of the Overseers from

reaching the portal and following the escaped ones. We backed up, retreating

inside the portal, trying to at least hold them back. Amidst the chaos,

we got word that there were fighters on the free side, helping the clans

escape. It was more then we could have ever hoped for. "



>Tsule beams!



>Tsule frowns.



>Tsule recites:





"It seemed the odds were turning, not in our favor. Most of the

Gaeh'deh I was standing with, had fallen. I was one of the younger

defenders, and I had been placed in the back of the lines. I watched with

frustration as my friends and companions were struck down, one by one. The

Overseers that I got to fight were wounded by the time they reached me,

but I did get the satisfaction of dealing a few deathblows!"



>Pheobee beams happily at Tsule!



>Tsule breathes very slowly and looks much calmer.



>Shonison smiles.



>Tsule recites:





"The last image I remember from the battle was the face on an

overseer, looming over my own. I had been struck, and I had fallen.

Suddenly, I felt myself being dragged away from the Overseer by my bootstraps,

into the portal. I lost consciousness. When I awoke, it was over and

there was a strange wingless creature tending to my wounds.. The link to my

planet was closed, maybe forever. But we had survived, and we were

free."



>Eliolia nods.



>Tsule lets out a sigh of relief.



>Tsule scratches at a black chain tattoo.



>Tsule recites:





"Most of my clan, and many of the others, fought to the death. We

lost most of our leaders that day, but for those that survive, we will

always remember them, and we will live on in their names. We must never

forget the ones we left behind."



>Tsule tilts her head down.



>Trilleskine stares off into space.



>Tsule recites:





"Since I have made the Landing my home, I have found family in a

group that calls themselves Onoir. If you ever come across them in your

travels, please know that they are with much honor, and can be of

assistance to you. Asrak here, has been kind enough to be my escort to the

Elven Lands. He is the leader of the Silver Fist which is the clan that I

have joined. They are followers of Kai, a warrior worthy of the Gaeh'deh,

and Voln, the releaser of enslaved souls. If anyone has any questions for

me about my idea of the Winged Fists, please let me know and we will

get a table and talk. I welcome all of you to join me in the Landing, any

time that you are visiting. I frequent the graveyard, and the Wayside

Inn. I am your servant, always, do not be afraid to ask me for anything."



>Ferites smiles at Elorenil.



>Tsule places a hand over her heart.



>Tsule grins.



>Tsule recites:





"Thank you, for your time and your attention. Thank you to the

wingless ones for this joyous celebration, it is an honor to be among you

all."