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Action by Octalin for Army of Water

(Public Action, OOC Date: July 12, 2019, 5:15 p.m.)

Led by Shakian and Octalin, House Nerea leaves for its second expedition. This time equipped with a team of settlers and soldiers, as the first adventure revealed to Octalin a harbor to settle. The team of settlers will unload equipment, labor, and resources at the harbor while Octalin continues north to the other islands to return the items and secure peace for Aeran.

During their first expedition they encountered beings known as Sirens who held great contempt for elf-kind. It was revealed to him that a spear of theirs was taken. Octalin believes that if returned, it would grant the kinship an opportunity to settle the matter peacefully. Otherwise, with the assistance of Captain Elleth and her great fleet, a show of force would give these creatures a pause and protect Nerea's settlers.

Shakian will accompany Octalin to return the spear to the beings they met when they explored the islands north of the city. He will assist in negotiations and serve as an advisor (and bodyguard, if it should come to that).

Viessa will ensure that the expedition, or at least those Nerean ships under her command, does not fall prey to a vicious storm or some hidden shoal before it even has the chance to fall prey to hostile action. Never one to do things by half she pours over the preliminary charts from the previous expedition, and makes herself as agreeable or disagreeable as necessary to anyone who might provide information the charts cannot. She has a noticeable, and notably un-navigational, interest in these "Siren" beings. Also never one to trust a peace mission to end in anything even resembling peace, she makes sure the crew of her ships are ready to follow her if it becomes necessary to continue diplomacy by other means.

Captain Elleth will request from the Admiral 1 of the Fleet's finest galleons and 2 additional smaller ships to set sail under her 'command' but via the direction of Kinlector Octalin. She wants them armed and ready to responded if and only if his diplomatic efforts fail. While she has command of the ships - she will defer to his instructions of the situation. She will also serve as his bodyguard while he is speaking with or interacting with the Sirens.

Vindal has the spear that was retrieved during the whale hunt, and tht is believed to belong to the Sirens. He will bring it with him on the expedition in order to return it. Additionally, he will offer blessings to all those going on the expedition and do the other things Aeran priests do when sailing.

Selandriel has a personal interest in finding these Watchers. She was present when the spear was found and helped identify it and bring it back to Lorawin. She wants to meet this group, learn more about them and protect those on the expedition. She won't interfere with the Nerea's plans. She's just along for the ride.

With command now of the Celestial tongue, Nalaea will offer to help speak to any they come across that do not speak the Elven tongue. Particularly any Watchers they may stumble across. She will provide translations, also, for any Celestial found on the way (such as ruins, items, etc.). In addition to this, she will help provide protection as/if needed, with both blade and magic. Lastly, she?ll assist Vindal in his priestly duties to provide blessings. And she?s capable on a ship, to boot (no dead weight here!).

Having had particular success with his own watcher, Erotas will be continuing to make up those guides for the translation of Celestial to Elvish so that the Aeran have a greater chance of being able to make peace with the so-called Sirens.

Mihris is going to offer protection for those aboard. Both with spear and shield if need be. Though if efforts are are successful for a peaceful resolution there will be no need. This being said she is keeping a watchful eye out for those beings called 'sirens'. She has also been practicing the language of the Celestials to aid in translating for the group so that there is no miscommunication.

Kinlector Erotas Egilion had spent time with most of the diplomatic envoy prior to departure, teaching them Celestial. He also took the time to instruct each of them with all the knowledge he has about watchers and their purpose, in the hope that it will better prepare them for the negotiations ahead. His teaching could mean the difference between success and failure.

The first stop on the journey is to a Harbor on the island just across from Lorawin. There Octalin and Shakian offload a bit of building materials and a crew ready to start construction just as soon as the negotiations are over. Shakian in particular has set his mind to strategic settlement building and is determined to see this project through, one way or another! That settled, they sail on to a much smaller island to the north. The exact spot they encountered the Watcher General and his massive cloak of water not but a month or so prior.

The few ships that set sail towards the northern island do so in a tight formation. Captain Elleth Alcaldia is commanding the ships as a whole, and doing a very effective job of it. Everyone is calm and collected under her command. Viessa Nerea has command of the point in the formation as they head in to Watcher Territory. She keeps her eye on the horizon, looking for oddities and movement on or in the water that might call them to their target. Not much longer after the northern island comes in to view does she spot something. Creatures rising up out of the water. One very large one in the center makes his presence known. Three times as tall as any of their ships, he stands, made of water with a flowing cloak behind him. She knows that is their target and directs the fleet to them under Elleth's direction.

Over the open water, deep in the Realm of Water, Kinlector Octalin steps forward to speak to them, and offer a peaceful approach. He lays out their intent. To build, to develop, to protect this realm. And the Watcher General seems receptive. In Celestial, he speaks:

"Before we can discuss terms, I asked you to bring what was taken from me." The Watcher general says in a booming voice, stern and powerful.

With that, Octalin motions for Wave Speaker Vindal to come forward. Vindal presents the spear to the watcher first, telling the tale of the whale hunt and the research done to discover the origin of the spear. He requests that it be given back to the Sirens as a sign of good faith. At that, the Watcher leans in to take a good look at it. His watery head shakes a little as he speaks. "This is not what I seek. The Sirens who would care for it live deep beyond the eastern islands." He gestures to the east and those who hear his words get the sense that he means perhaps a 400 mile sail from here. That settled he stands waiting, towering over the ship as he watches Vindal.

Vindal, eventually, produces another weapon. A sword, curiously curved and marked with waves. He holds it out to the watcher with a gracious smile. "I apologize for my unintended thievery. And I am glad to see such a blade returned to its rightful owner."

Though the blade fits Vindal's hands perfectly, when the much much larger Watcher takes it from him, it somehow fits the watchers hands perfectly now. The sword seems to adapt to the owner. Looking quite pleased with the gestures, the watcher looks to Octalin and the others. "Now, I will hear your terms."

Kinsless Selandriel Marindur steps forward first. She begins asking questions about their intent and their purpose in these waters. Curious and genuinely looking to understand what they are and why they are here. A shrill shrieking from under the water can be heard in the distance as she asks her questions, and eventually the Sage makes her presence known beside the General. None have seen her until this moment, though her shrill shrieking is familiar to Selandriel. The Sage speaks to answer her questions.

"By divine nature we were created, with divine purpose we were set loose. Realm of Water, Watchers of the Deep, Protectors of the Shore. We are the web of defense in Aarandor's grace." She explains with a gracious bow of her hear.

Initiate Nalaea Reymar stepped forward next with a message about how her people worship Aereth. She explains that the Goddess of the Sea is the one who bought the elves to Aarandor and through her, they were saved from certain death. High Priest Tykalos stepped beside his initiate to help reinforce her message. He makes a bit of a speech about the meaning of home and their dedication to the sea. Both watchers seem hesitant at first, but eventually grow more comfortable as the name of Aereth is spoken with respect and compassion.

When the watcher Sage spots Dame Mihris Alcaldia in the back of the ship, translating for the others, she speaks to Mihris directly. "You have been given a gift by the sea. I hope you will find what you seek to the east. In the meantime, take this knowledge and learn to work with the water more purposefully." Something in that moment happens, and the Knight at Sea feels a sudden rush of lifewell wash over her. When she looks down at the deck beside her, a very small, very worbally elemental is standing at about the height of her calf.

That finished, the Watcher General and Sage look to Octalin and the rest of those on the ships. "What you seek is a place to call home. What we need of you is a willingness to help us defend the Realm of Water, if we are to cohabitate. We will let you go without assault, for now. You have one weeks time to come back with an oath we can mutually agree on."

With those final words, the Watcher General emerges back into the water, the Sage following behind him with a shrill shriek. The waters are still again, the sea of elementals absorbed back into the water they came from. The envoy flags down their counterparts to the south and begin the journey home! There is still a decision to be made, and one week to make it in. But the negotiations went well and there is prose of true peace on the horizon.

Action by Octalin

(Public Action, OOC Date: May 10, 2019, 5:43 p.m.)

'The Great Creator provides when he is well worshiped.' Seeking divine inspiration, Octalin would commit to the betterment of Lorawin by spending time with its citizens and helping them with work needed around the house, especially with fixing the structure of their homes and properties. Between the responsibilities with his own house, he would split it with this charity, and time spent with the priesthood of Torth for guidance in appeasing the god of prosperity. The hope is that Torth would come to Octalin in his dreams and inspire him with a design for him to use in building the first settlement on land across the bay by the Whispering Tides.

High Priestess Iridessa will spend time with Octalin in prayer and meditation, seeking out Torth's council and inspiration. She will meet with him to discuss the building projects he is currently working on in hopes that Torth will see fit to inspire him further.

After spending some time in Torth's shrine with High Priestess Iridessa, Octalin was left feeling inspired to put Torth's teachings to work and pick up a hammer. He decided to spend time time doing what he does best, building and sculpting the various buildings in Lorawin. That kind of hard work and creativity brings inspiration on occasion, and today that was especially true. Not in a dream but more in an epiphany. He climbed to the highest point in Lorawin, the very top of the Lighthouse and looks south-east for a long while, considering his options. House Reymar had traveled that way and found good harbors to settle on. He looked straight across the bay and considered that direction for another moment. But when he looked north-east, an overwhelming sense of pride and assurance overtook him. It was as though he had been inspired by the Great Creator himself. Octalin spoke in that moment and said, "Anything worth having is worth fighting for." It was his voice, but the words were not his. Inspired words no doubt.

As he continued gazing in that direction, he saw an unnatural swell of water rising in the distance. It seemed to take the shape of a broad-shouldered being for a moment, before melting back away in to the sea.