Miles beyond Aefenglom, past the ruins healing with the help of Mirrorbound and Wilders alike, lies a particular outpost. While they will be first to know, the news quickly spreads--
But not as quickly as the wings of a dragon herself, pieces of stone still falling as she lands outside of Aefenglom's Bright Wall, and makes herself known at the high of noon with a mighty voice that resounds across all the city:
"
Thou who hath been born unto this world and whom shall die in it, thee who hath found thineselves in the midst of a land succumbing to ruin -- wherefore art thou, for I much desire to speak with thee."
Nessie, ever curious and vastly unaware of the dragon who speaks, will certain meet this entity later, as will much of the Coven... but Mirrorbound seem to have first speaking rights, as the house-sized
emerald dragon ignores all but they, apparently having a sense for it. Her eyes gleam a vibrant, summery green, and the air around her smells like various earthy, tree-ish smells, such as pine and dirt. Waiting until there's a gather of all sorts of folk, she turns her head down politely and speaks again, her voice low and yet still heard no matter how far one may be within this crowd.
"I bow to thy tenacity, for thou hath done what many tried an eon ago -- and with more luck than they, for thou art not of this land. Thine presence on this earth gives us hope, and for that we will thank thee.
"I am called Créia, guardian of that which is called the Wilde. It has been too many seasons since the fall of the Court, and among thee who bear resemblance to such ancestry I see many changes, families mingling and becoming one with others unlike thine own. For this I admire thee, though I can see how it hath change ye -- and how it has taken thine power, weakened by mixed blood.
"There are many questions I would ask thee, and many more ye would ask of mineself; I implore thee to speak not over thineselves, and to fear no ridicule. I shall answer any question, however inane and trivial, and seek to give thee counsel in what is yet to come. I, Créia, have only one thing to request of thee, and it must be done before I am cast unto darkness once more..."
Créia, peering over the crowd, lets her strong gaze falter into something more grieving, wings tightening against her shining body.
"Seek out mine kin, and reunite we three."
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Below is a short list of general information she will give, to lessen repeat questions regarding her request:
- The kin she speaks of are not of true blood relation, but of role; Créia will give their names as Uisce and Aer, though will admit that they may have changed them with time if time gave them such an opportunity.
- One is in the north, and the other is yet unknown to her; Uisce was always something of a wanderer, as per the nature of their essence, and Créia will admit she knows not if Uisce even remains in the form they were seen last.
- It is not necessarily urgent to find the two, as Créia will hold off yet, and she would encourage them to think of it more as a request to keep in mind as they cleanse the world. Her kin, should they live, will show themselves when ready, of this she has no doubt.
Otherwise, please feel free to ask her anything. Créia will
not be a readily found NPC after this, seeking to return to her paths in order to cleanse the Wilde as she can herself, though one may still come into contact with her by chance. Simply reply to the
investigation post for any contact past this date, and you will have a randomized encounter.
As a note, Créia is said CRAY-ee-ah, Uisce is ISH-kuh, and Aer is simply ayr.
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